As they entered Klub Katz, they could see girls doing pole dancing, giving men lap dances and other girls taking guys to the back and the toliets to do 'stuff.' Randy looked around and frowned when he saw Triple H sitting at the bar, listening to an cheerful Shawn talk about anything.
Randy sighed and shook his head. Poor Shawn... he thought quietly. He doesn't see what his boyfriend is capacle of... I hope that he'll be careful around him.
"Hey, Seth," John called to the manager of Klub Katz. "Since when have there been male strippers here?"
Seth chuckled and moved over to John and Randy. "Well," The twenty-year-old manager beamed at him. "Since last week. They're here to entertian the guys i they want a bit of both..." He grinned evilly at John. "Or to have a guy altogether."
John looked a bit nervous. "Really?" He stared at Randy out of the corner of his eye and saw that Randy was angerily staring over at Triple H and Shawn. "Seth, do women customers come here as well?"
"Well-" Seth was cut off when a young, beautiful blonde girl hugged him randomly. "Oh, Cythrina. What are you doing hereagain?"
Cythrina looked up at him with pretty blue eyes. "Seth," she cooed in a heavenly, dreamy voice. "I'm bored of those men. I want a new boytoy,"
Seth showed her an honest smile. "I'm sorry, Cythrina," he said. "But we don't have any more. You've bee through all of them."
Cythrina pouted for a few seconds. Then her gaze moved slowly to Randy and John could have sworn that her eyes sparkled for a moment. Cythrina licked her lips at the site of Randy; he was handsome, sexy, musclar and well hot in her eyes. Cythrina had found her new boytoy.
She stepped in front of Randy and smiled gently, "Hellooo!" She said in a girly voice that made John want to puke his guts out.
Randy snapped out of his daze and stared at the werid and strange blonde girl in front of him. "Hey... I'm Randy..." he muttered politely.
"Randy? Oooh, what a cute name!" She giggled and Randy looked embarrassed. "I'm Cythrina! My name isn't good. I have a sucky one..."
She pouted sadily and Randy fell for it like a sucker. "No, that's not true," He smiled and put his arm around her shoulder comfortably. "It's a beautiful name for a sexy, young girl like yourself."
John's suspicion grew a little when the blonde woman giggled, she pushed her breasts against Randy's side softly and he blushed a little, making John feel a little hurt- and sick.
John excused himself from Seth, Randy and Cythrina and rushed off to the toilets. Luckily, no one was in there and John threw up in the toilet. After, John went to the sink, he washed his hands and face and touched his stomach, smiling. But then he remembered how Randy acted with that little slut and his smile turned into an expression of uncertianty.
Was Randy serious with that girl? He thought nervously. Or doesn't he love me anymore? Is that it?
John gripped the side of the sink, feeling dizzy and still sick. He shook his head in denial. No, he thought, trying to be positive. Randy does love me and I love him. Forever. Besides, he was just being nice to that little witch...
"Hey, what are you doing in here, John?" a hoarse voice said behind him and he turned around in surprise to see who it was.
"D-Dave!" John gasped and hugged him. "It's been so long! Everyone said you disappeared without saying goodbye back in May! And well... that was true..."
Batista was in a bouncer outfit and he had just started working at Klub Katz the week before and he didn't want John or Randy to know that he was working there. But he noticed John when he saw him touching his stomach with a smile on his face and decided to talk to him.
"John, I'm sorry without saying goodbye," He casted his eyes down to the ground. "I couldn't take it anymore. Not with that basterd Hunter still at WWE." He spat out Hunter with so much venom and anger in his voice. "Not after all he did to you and Randy. Vince loved him too much to get rid of him and so... I was gone forever..."
John looked sympathetic. "He hurt you too, Dave..." he whispered in sadness. "I can't ever forgive him for what he did to you... me and Randy..."
"Yeah, well," Batista grinned and started to change the subject. "So, John... you're pregrant, aren't you? Don't look so surprised. So, how long ago did you find out and does Randy know?"
"I found out last week from Dr. Rosa," John touched his stomach, smiling again. "She said I will give birth to them in seven weeks. Unlike a woman's pregancy which is due in nine months, a man giving birth takes nine weeks. And no, Randy doesn't know yet."
"I thought you looked big," Batista laughed when John punched him in the arm and John gave him a look. "Ha, ha. I'm just kidding, John. You're just a little chubbier, that's all?"
"Yeah, you better be kidding..." John muttered, unamazed.
"Besides, what do you mean by 'them'?" Batista was puzzled. "Are you having two kids?"
"No," John was excited to tell Batista. "I'm having three! Triplets!"
Batista's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh my god!" He squealed like a girl and hugged John tightly. "Congradulations! John, I'm so happy for you and Randy!" He let John go and rubbed his hand slowly and gently over John's stomach. "And of course,to the little Cenas in their momma's tummy as well."
John blushed and cleared his throat, coughing. "D-Dave, stop it," His expression was turning more red. "This is kind of embarrassing..."
"I'll say!" Shawn popped out of nowhere beside them, making them both jump back. "I mean you're a guy and... um... you're pregrant?"
John scratched his head. "Dr. Rosa said that it is perfectly normal for men to get pregrant," He explained what his doctor told him. "She doesn't lie about anything amd she is the best doctor at LilyWall. Hospital."
"He's having triplets, Shawn!" Batista was overexcited when he told him. "Triplets!"
Shawn jumped onto John, knocking him to the ground and cuddled him happily. "Ooohhh, John! I'm sssoooo happy for you and Randy!" He kissed John on the cheek softly and helped him back up to his feet. "You two would look so great with kids! I've got to tell everyone!"
"Wait!" John grabbed his arm, stopping the cheerful Shawn. "Don't tell anyone else! Especially not Randy, Shawn. He doesn't know. Let's keep it a secret for now. Please, Shawn!"
Shawn grinned. "Okay, sure," he nodded. "I won't tell anyone. But Randy is going to notice that you're going to be fat!" He laughed when John slapped him on the back of his head. "Ow! Heh, heh! I kid, I kid! See you two later!"
As Shawn left skipping happily, John sighed and folded his arms across his chest. "Why is everyone teasing me?" He asked Batista. "Am I that easy to make fun of?"
Before Batista could answer his question, Seth entered the mens' toilets; he nodded at John and turned to Batista. "Dave," He was looking very serious. "Ian and Tony need your help at the front of the club with a group of people who are fighting and arguing with them to get in here." He sighed and shook his head in disappointment. "Some of these people just can't take the hint..."
"Alright. See you later, John," Batista said, following Seth out and John was left all on his own...
Randy wanted to get away from Cythrina, but he didn't want to break this kind girl's heart. But he wanted to find John, he misses him and he wants to be with him right now. Besides, Cythrina was drunk... After only two drinks of vodka... And she had passed out...
Shawn wandered over to him and gave him a look of disgust when he saw the sleeping Cythrina drooling on the table that she and Randy were sitting at.
"Hey, Shawn," Randy was bored. "Have you seen John?"
"Yeah, he's in the mens' toilets," Shawn replied, sitting down. "You should go and see him. Go, go, shoo, shoo!"
Shawn waved him away and Randy laughed as he made his way to the mens' toilets.
He took a deep breath and opened the door.
But he froze in shock when he saw John standing by the sink and he was crying quietly. Randy saw that John had a bloody, dark bruise by his jaw. "John?" He managed to say. "What happened?"