Disclaimer Like, my guys Deanie, Romie and Sethie are like not really mine (though they should be, 'cause I just love me some Shield!) So, don't sue me! Okay? And in this story, Shield never broke up 'cause that gave me a big sad and so I'm IGNORING THAT BREAK UP AND YOU SHOULD TOO WHEN YOU READ THIS! I changed some others stuff too, but I'm saving that for a SURPISE 'cause everyone loves a SURPRISE!
Sparkleshine Sue Sugar is mine thou, so don't steal her! Even thou you'll want to, 'cause she's so AWESOME! LOLLOLLOL!
The Road To Her Hart (Hart like Brett, cute, right?)
Chapter Two - The BEST Raw EVAH!
After all the announcements were over and all that, everyone went back stage. The Shield went back to catering and sat down at a table. All the Divas tried to talk to them and all, cause they are like SO Smexy, but they ignored them, they were too busy thinking about Sparkleshine. "She's so pretty!" The Big Smexy Samoan said.
"Yeah, she is!" the man with the 3/4 brown and 1/4th blonde hair said. "I would love to jump her bones!"
"I still want to shoot her dog," Lunatic Dean said. But he was so cute when he said it that no one minded. Besides, they didn't know it, but Sparkleshine didn't even HAVE a dog, so even if Dean was serious, no dog was in any danger.
"If she can beat Brock Lesnar she'll be the only female and fourth member of the formally all male and three member Shield," Roman pondered ponderously.
"IF?" Someone interrupted with a voice that felt as blessed as golden honey sliding down a really, really sore throat.
They looked up to see Sparkleshine standing there. She had changed into another outfit, this one purple with neon yellow piping. And just to be different, her sneakers were neon yellow with purple laces, but the laces were sparkly and all. She had even changed over her nail polish and she had all her odd nails painted in sparkly purple and her even fingers painted in neon yellow. It was stunning. "Nice outfit!" Dean said. "Did you get that at Bloomies?"
"No," Sparkleshine said, still a little disappointed that Roman said "if" when he should have faith in her, but glad Dean had noticed her outfit. "American Apparel. I don't believe in paying more for something than I have to. I had a lot of brothers and sisters growing up. I was the only one who seem to count, but my parents still felt obligted to feed and clothe them and all, so we didn't have money to just THROW AROUND, like everyone else did. Besides I make everything look good." And with a toss of her to DIE for red hair, but not orangy red or copper red, but a COOL red like the color of really expensive red WINE, she sat down and joined them. She didn't have to ask because she knew they wanted her to.
"That you do," Seth said and there was a little drool at the corner of his mouth. "Wipe your mouth, Seth," Sparkleshine ordered, tossing a napkin at him. "You're drooling." "Sorry," Seth said as he wiped his mouth with the napkin. "It's just you're SO pretty." "Hey!" Roman said,"I haven't had a chance to hit on her!" "Me either," Dean said. "Do you have a dog?"
"No, what are you weird?" Sparkleshine said to Dean, looking at him as if she was wondering if he was weird.
"No, he's just the lunatic," Roman said, his voice all megasmexy. "Babygirl," He added, cause that usually made the women drop their panties, even the expensive ones from Victoria's Secret and such.
"I KNOW that," Sparkleshine said. "Duh, Roman." Roman looked really hurt and all, so she reached out and put her hand on his. "It's okay, Roman. I didn't mean to snap at you. I think you're pretty sexy and all that stuff. But I don't know if we should think about having a relationship. I have this really awful, tragic past and it makes things kind of complicated."
"I don't care!" Roman declared, not caring. "We can get through this, babygirl!" He took her hand all softly like it was a fragile piece of glass, even though Sparkleshine had challenged Brock Lesnar so she HAD to be tough. "I'm here to help you get over that tragic past."
"I'll help too." Seth said, vowing to help however he could.
"Oh, count me in too," Dean said and he shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe I'll get a b-job from you someday out of gratefulness."
"DEAN!" Roman was all shocked and horrified and you could hear that in his voice. "Be nice!"
"Oh, it's okay," Sparkleshine said, with a wave of her hand, the other hand, the one Roman wasn't still holding. "I'm used to it. And I'm not one of those overly girly girls who gets all offended at the thought of sex, even though I have a tragic past. I can be one of the guys too. Except I don't have a winky."
"I hope not!" Seth exclaimed in an excited voice, "Because I'd have to turn gay."
"Wow, Seth, that was insensitive," Sparkleshine said, rolling he eyes because Seth was being SO un PC. "But we have more important things to discuss. Like tonight."
"You are going to fight Brock Lesnar," Dean said. "That won't be easy."
"I know, but I can do it," Sparkleshine declared making a declaration. Then she asked, "Roman can I have my hand back?"
"Oh, sorry," Roman said, letting go of her hand and feeling very sad that he wasn't still holding it. He could still feel some of the warmth from her beautiful alabaster skin and there was a tiny piece of glitter from where a drop of nail polish had gotten on her skin that had wiped off in his palm. He looked at the glitter and almost felt tears in his eyes because he could remember her hand being there and it made him all sad and stuff.
"It's okay." She took turns looking from one guy to the next, her eyes taking in each of them in turn. "Are you guys willing to come down to the ring with me? Likes stand by me and shi- stuff?" She rolled her eyes at her almost slip up. "I'm trying not to say shit all the time. But I forget and all. At least I've stopped saying Fuck all the time. I used to be bad with that one. All day long, fuck this, fuck that, fuck you. But I stopped using Fuck. Still having problems with shit."
"That's okay, we are manly men," Seth said, "We don't mind hearing the word shit once in awhile. But we appreciate and respect your efforts to stop saying it and we will try not to say those words around you either, unless we really feel we have to. And yeah, we will have your back." He looked at Roman, his eyeballs narrowing until Roman nodded offering his support.
"I vow to support you too," Roman vowed,
"Should we cheat?" Dean asked questioningly. "So you win? I mean, we're kind of good guys, but this won't be fair, you against Lesnar, so maybe even though we're kinda good guys, we can cheat."
"You're right," She said, a very determined look on her face. "It isn't a fair fight. For Brock Lesnar, that is!" And with that, she got up and stomped out of the room, her feet stomping angrily along the floor. It was a really dramatic exit!
Raw started that night and Triple H and Stephanie went out and said a lot of boring Authority stuff, that no one listened to, because Triple H isn't nearly as hunky as he used to be and Stephanie isn't as pretty as Nattie, so no one really cared. Besides, they were sooooooo boring. Zzzzzzzzzzzz Everyone was waiting for the hunky guys and the pretty babes to come out and strut their stuff. There was a little interest when Dolph Ziggler came out and started going off on how he was the future of the WWE because he had the briefcase. (See? Surprise! I told you I had surprises! Since Seth is still with Shield, I gave Dolph the MITB briefcase!) because Dolph is kind of cute, but he's being such a douche-nozzle with that briefcase that after awhile, even his cute can't save him.
Then, Kane came out and all this fire and stuff happened. And he said something and no one listened, because, who cares, it's Kane and he should retire because he's probably like thirty or something now, way too old to wrestle and even in his hay day he was no hunk, unlike his brother, THE UNDERTAKER who was MEGA SMEXY in his day. Not quite as megasmexy as Roman, but REALLY close.
And Daniel Bryan came out and everyone started yelling, "YES! YES! YES!" because you just DO that when you see Daniel. And he challenged Kane and they had a match. Kane won, but that was okay because it made everyone feel all sorry and stuff for Daniel. Poor goat boy can't catch a break. The fans boo'ed Kane really bad. Daniel Bryan walked away from the ring looking all degected and stuff.
Then Nattie and Alicia had a tag team match with Mousy Girl and her twin sister. The twins won, 'cause they get EVERYTHING handed to them, like just because they're TWINS they're BETTER than the rest of us.
The announcers were saying stuff all night about this BIG SURPRISE coming up. But they didn't say what it was. But Sparkleshine and The Shield knew it was her match with Lesnar. Seth was very worried that Brock might try to attack Sparkleshine before the match, so he went and said to Triple H, "I'm really worried Brock Lesnar might attack Sparkleshine before their match tonight."
"I know you are," Triple H said, nodding in agreement. "I'm worried too. I think I'm going to lock him in his private dressing room. Does that sound good?"
"That sounds really go-" Seth began then frowned. "Why does HE get a private dressing room?"
"Because he's the WWE. World. Heavyweight. Champion," Triple H said, saying each word to the title like it was it's own complete sentence, which made it much more dramatic and shit. "I don't like it either, but being the WWW. World. Heavyweight. Champion. has to come with SOME perks."
"I guess," Seth said. "But let's lock him up." So they snuck to his private dressing room and locked him in.
"Does Sparkleshine know you did this for her?" Triple H asked.
"No."
"Someone should tell her because it was a really nice thing to do," Triple H said. "She might like that. It might score you brownie points with her."
"What makes you think I want to score brownie points?" Seth asked, getting all nervous because he was afraid Triple H would see how much he was crushing on Sparkleshine.
"Who wouldn't?" Triple H said, and even though he didn't say anything like, "duh!" you could tell that's what he was thinking. "She's like the prettiest diva wrestler to ever work for the WWE. You'd be crazy NOT to want to score brownie points with her."
So, Punk had a match too, and he won so he was slightly less grumpy. Then the announcers said, "After we come back from the commercials, The Owner Vince McMahon has a mega important announcement!" That was Cole who said that.
"Only an IDIOT would miss this," JBL said. "So, let me guess, King, you'll probably go to the bathroom or something."
"Oh, you're so funny," King said, but you could tell he was being sarcastic and didn't really think JBL was being funny.
Then they had commercials. One was for a truck, but I think trucks are bad for the environment unless you're a farmer or live in the south where they're mandatory. But, I didn't pay attention to that one. Another one was for hair care stuff, but I buy my stuff from my hair dresser, I don't buy cheap hair stuff, so I totally ignored that one, too. In fact, I pretty much ignore all the commercials because they're boring.
When the commercials ended, Vince was in the ring looking all groomed and stuff in a really expensive suit that probably came from JC Penny's or one of those fancy places. He had a microphone in his hand. "Guys," He said, even though some people in the audience were women. "I am pleased to announce that I have signed on a new Diva Wrestler. I think you're going to think she's Da' Bomb, so everyone welcome..." he paused so a dramatic drum roll could play, cause it was just that type of moment and it added some cool drama to the moment. "SPARKLESHINE SUE SUGAR!"
"Wow!" Cole said, "That has to be the prettiest names I ever heard!"
"Yeah!" Jerry "the king" Lawler. "It's so unique!"
"Wow!" JBL exclaimed in amazement. "Finally, we all agree on something!"
Suddenly Kelly Clarkson's song "Stronger" started playing and Kelly Clarkson herself came out to sing it which was even cooler. (Someone knew her and got her down there to perform live) And then Sparkleshine came down the ramp with THE BOIS FROM SHIELD! surrounding her. They decided to forgo their usual entrance through the crowd, because nobody in the audience knew yet that she'd be joining Shield if she won. So they decided to do it this way instead. And, they could keep using Stronger if she lost or had to come out alone. Sparkleshine just loved the song STRONGER. I listened to it a million billion times after that JERK she was dating decided to take someone ELSE to the prom, cause it made me feel better)
She was wearing new ring gear, some really pretty shorts that were a darker purple than she had worn earlier. But they had sparkles and rhinestones that spelled out, "SPARKLESHINE!" across her butt. The shorts had hot pink satin piping on them too, so cute! She wore a hot pink sports bra type thing with sparkly purple trim. And over that a sparkly purple jacket. She wore cutie little boots too, also sparkly and purple. Her nails were hot pink and sparkly purple each an alternating color. She had matching earrings with pink pearl like thingies and purple sparkly gems that dangled and sounded almost like little tiny bells every time she tossed her hair around. Her almost white it was so blonde hair was all done up with sparkly things woven into her hair and they didn't even have to give her extentions, because she had such naturally THICK hair. And her REAL Double D's looked a whole lot better than those FAKE ones the other Diva's had. Everyone gasped as she made her way to the stage, the Shield guys walking with her, practically panting cause she was so pretty. Seth was drooling a little bit but he wiped his mouth a lot so no one saw it.
They escorted her to the ring and helped her up the stairs, even though she could do it herself and had even done it before without help. But, they wanted to be polite, so Dean held the ropes apart for her and she walked into the ring, her raven hair swinging behind her, the glittery gems woven into it, catching the lights and almost blinding folks, because it was so glittery.
They had to wait awhile for the applause to die down because everyone was on their feet cheering and yelling "SPARK- KLE-SHINE! SPARK-KLE-SHINE!" over and over again. She hadn't even FOUGHT yet, and already they adored her!
"Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is Sparkleshine Sue Sugar!" Vince bellowed loudly into the microphone and the cheering got even louder and a lot of the guys in the audience were really glad they wore loose pants if you get my drift. The guys wearing those stupid hipster tight jeans were really uncomfortable, but they still cheered too. Some of the women in the audience weren't impressed, but they were ugly jealous bitches, so who cared.
Someone gave her a microphone and she held it up to her lips, which had a light pink lipstick on them so they looked really pretty. Her teeth were very white. "WWE UNIVERSE!" she shouted. "I AM SPARKLESHINE SUE SUGAR AND I AM HERE TO KICK MAJOR BUTT!"
More cheering. The guys from Shield gazed at her with adoring eyes. Vince did too, even thou he was married and she was WAY out of his league. But it was pretty obvious who he was gonna fantasize about that night.
"I AM THE TOUGHEST DIVA AND BEST WRESTLER THIS PLACE HAS EVER KNOW!" she went on to say, just like they had rehearsed earlier. "AND I AM WILLING TO PROVE IT! I WILL TAKE ON ANYONE AND I WILL WIN BECAUSE I AM SO DAMNED GOOD!"
There was more cheering and the announcers said some more nice stuff about her. And she waved and The Shield guys just smiled and grinned when they weren't looking all tough. Dean made cow eyes at her a couple times but she pretended not to notice, even though deep down she thought Dean was a major hottie.
All the other wrestlers and Divas came out on the ramp to clap for her. Then, Brock Lesnar's music started and he and Paul Heyman came out and rudely pushed aside the folks on the ramp. (Triple H had remembered to unlock the door before he came out, so that's why they were able to come out) They hurried down and got into the ring and everyone looked all scared and stuff, cause Brock really looks like an angry penis when he's upset and that's kind of disturbing when you think about it.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MY NAME IS PAUL HEYMAN!" Paul said really really fast, but before he could say that he was the advocate for the Beast Incarnate Brock Lesnar, Brock Lesnar himself went over to Sparkleshine and stood right up in her grill, staring down at her as if she were nothing but a beautiful sparkly bug he could squash if he wanted.
"You think you're TOUGH?" he shouted, as if she were deaf or something. "I'm Brock LESNAR and I'm THE CHAMPION!" For a tough guy, he had kind of a high voice, which would have been funny, if he hadn't been all intimidating.
Sparkleshine looked at him, really wishing he'd eaten a breath mint before he'd come out or taken a swig of mouthwash. But she didn't look at all scared.
"All I've heard since you got here was how GREAT you are!" Brock bellowed like some bellowing bull. "And I don't like it, because it means no one is paying attention to ME!"
"SO?" Sparkleshine said, standing on tiptoes so she could get all in HIS grill. "Can I help it if I'm Beautiful and A LOT MORE FUN THAN YOU?"
A murmur of agreement went through the audience like a wave made of agreement.
"I DON'T CARE!" Brock screamed all angry. "I STILL DON'T LIKE IT!"
"Oh yeah?" She shot back like a bullet from a gun, "Whatcha gonna DO about it? Dumbass!"
"I'm gonna TAKE YOU OUT!" Brock said going back to bellowing like a wounded bull moose or something. "And I'll do it WITH ONE HAND TIED BEHIND MY BACK!"
"Don't make me laugh!" Sparkleshine said, but laughed anyway, cause it was funny to her. "I wouldn't want to hurt you that much, so you keep BOTH your hands untied! But I WILL take you on. And I will WIN!"
"Oh yeah?" Brock said, sneerily. "What makes you think you can win against ME, BROCK LESNAR the BEAST INCARNATION!"
Sparkleshine drew herself up to her fullest height and then another inch for good measure. She balanced on her tippy toes because she'd taken ballet lessons when she was a kid so she could do that. "Because I'm SPARKLESHINE SUE SUGAR!" she screamed. "AND I'M EFFIN GREAT!"
And the crowd cheered and everyone cleared the ring, cause they were going to fight. Triple H announced it would be a championship match. (Don't worry, I'll explain in the author notes)
"Holy Shit," Sparkleshine thought as the referee came in wearing this stupid black and white shirt because referees have no taste in clothing. "I don't know if I can beat Brock or not. I might actually get hurt!"
But she wouldn't back down, because that's just the type of chick she was.
And the bell rang and the fight began.
The End of Chapter Two, The Best Raw Evah!
Author's Notes: I know, I'm so EVIL! LOLLOLLOL! ROFL! I know in chapter one she said she was fighting not for the championship but to join Shield, but I figured she'd want to make that a surprise at the end, so the audience thinks she's fighting for the belt (Which wouldn't look good on her anyway. It's bling, but it's GUY bling) but IF she wins (I haven't decided yet, LOL!) she'll say she doesn't want the stupid belt. Well, you get the idea. I don't want to give it all away!
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Next will be Chapter Three! Which I'm calling To The Victor goes The Shield! Isn't that clever?
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