Hey guys! As most people know, I'm a huge Eddie Guerrero fan to this day. I got an idea just sitting up at college on what it would be like to actually have Eddie and Vickie Guerrero in the same era? Well, of course some hilarious thoughts came to mind, and I came up with this story! Enjoy!

"EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME! YOUR GENERAL MANAGER IS SPEAKING!" Eddie Guerrero rolled his brown eyes, annoyed that as always, Vickie had something to say about the way he conducted his business. If he didn't know any better, he would think the señora loca had a crush on him! He grimaced softly, before turning toward her with a fake smile, swinging his arms in a child-like, sarcastic manner.

"¡Hola, Ms. Vickie! So pleasant to see you today, you know I was just telling Chavito how beautiful you looked screaming everyone's head off down the hallway. I can't think of a more sweet-" Vickie raised her hand, before staring at Eddie in disgust. She couldn't believe anyone would find this fool charming, let alone funny. He caused nothing but trouble, and always pranked her amazing friend Kurt Angle, who always treated others with respect. Kurt was the image that she wanted all the other employees to follow, and it seemed as though none of them did. Especially Guerrero. As he sighed softly, shrugging in mock confusion, Vickie spat at him, causing him to jump back in "terror".

"Listen, Eddie, I don't have time for your foolish shenanigans! You're not to be ANYWHERE near Mr. Angle's lockeroom, you know he despises you. He needs to have peace, and quiet, and to have you anywhere near his vicinity would disrupt that. Now, if you don't mind, moving it, or you will lose it. It, being your WWE Championship, and your job! Got that, esse?" Vickie smiled evilly, before turning on her heels, walking away.

As she got to the end of the hallway, she fanned herself softly, having to come to her senses after talking to the smooth Eddie Guerrero. But of course, she couldn't ever let him know how she felt. A woman like her, with prestige, should be dating the president, not someone who found pleasure in cheating during matches. She fixed her collar, before turning away, shutting her office door behind her. As the door closed shut, Eddie stood near by, smirking knowingly.