Disclaimer: Same as before…not real…never happened…I only own Laura.

Chapter 3: New Spandex and Lovely Times

Oh my god! What on earth have I gotten myself into? I swear to god that I'm going to kill my fathers. I look like a slut! Wait, what's that noise. Ahh it's my cell phone, I knew that. Thank god it's Kara.

"Yo bizznich! What's cracking?"

"Meh, nothing much. I asked my parents and I can come on tour with you for a couple of weeks."

"Sweet I could use you right now. I look like a slut."

"Oh so you took up that offer. Well go get him tiger! I will talk to you later. My new bf is here. Peace."

"Yup Byes." Wow, so that's what…the third one this week? That girl works fast.

Anyway, I take one final look in the mirror and I'm interrupted by banging and yelling. I wonder who that could be. Ha, like anyone couldn't guess.

"Laura Aiden Hickenbottom. Get out here right this minute. We need to approve of your outfit."

"Ha. Even if you didn't approve you couldn't stop me."

"True. But come out."

"Alright."

So I step out of the changing room and are met with two mouths wide open, and two eyes popping out of their sockets. Well I suppose what Vince picked out was a little racy. I mean I'm wearing a 'DX' halter top and 'DX' spandex boy shorts. Now the top would be okay for someone less gifted then myself in the upper region. My dad says that I got it from my mom but I figured that since I'm pretty sure I'm bigger then my father.

"Okay, so you're going to knock Randy off his feet when he sees you. You look gorgeous Laura."

"Thanks Paul. I'm popping out everywhere. I just want to get this over with."

As me and Paul go over last minute details, my lovely dad is still in the same position as when I came out. So I walk over to him and wave my hand in his face.

"So, dad, you still alive? Or is the concussion finally kicking in?"

"Ha very funny. You look good. But you're still my little girl and I will kick anyone's ass if they even touch you!" Yay for overprotective fathers!

"I have one final question. Does Randy know who I am or is it like no one has ever seen me?"

"I'm pretty sure no one has heard of you. So I think that Randy has no idea who you are."

"Thanks Paul. I need to pick someone to be my tag team partner. But right now I have to go to get a drink I'm so thirsty."

So as I leave the dressing room I hear my dad say something along the lines of, 'this is a bad idea.' Ha, now they don't want me to wrestle. Too late. So I head to the refreshment stand or more like room. I knew where this was because I took note of it when I was on my way to Vince's office. Okay one more left turn and I'm there. There was the beloved door I was looking for. This is the first time I've found something without running into someone. Score 1 for Laura.

So as I enter the room I see a couple of superstars, and one person I actually remember. I run up to the 7'0" giant and jump on his back, receiving stares from everyone else in the room.

"Ugh. Who is this jumping on my back while I'm sipping hot coffee?"

"Oops. Sorry Uncle Glen."

"Oh my god. Laura! How are you? I didn't think you'd actually go along with the plan. Wow. You look really good!"
"Thanks. Yeah the offer said I get to beat Randy up so I decided ah what the heck. So what have you been up to?"

"Nothing much. Just wrestling and trying to stay away from people when I'm drinking coffee."

"Hah. I'm sorry."

"Nah. It's okay. Well darling I have to go. Time to wrestle. I will talk to you later. Bye!"
"Yup bye!"

So after my little encounter with my long lost 'uncle' I decide to get the drink I originally came in here for. So I grab water and head out to the hallway. I decide to go to the 'heart' of the backstage and watch the show on one of the TVs. After watching it for a while I feel someone slip an arm around my shoulders. I look up to see a superstar that I don't really know, and it looks like I don't want to.

"Hey babe. I know you're new around here. So let me introduce myself. My name is Chris Masters, and hopefully the love of your life."

"Ha. How long did it take you to come up with that one? Judging by the way you look, probably your whole life. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to leave. So would you kindly remove that STD infested hand off my shoulder. I have no idea where it's been and personally, I don't want to know."

As I walk away I hear someone call my name. I turn around and see that crazy haired guy that I ran into earlier.

"Hey Jeff. What's up?"

"Nothing really, I saw you tell off Masters. I'm impressed. I don't think any of the other divas has even come close to doing that."

"Well I try. Plus, I'm pretty sure I'm not like the other divas."
Jeff just looked at me with a confused look on his face.

"These are real!"

"Ha. Okay. I get it now. I think some of the bleach fumes from my hair got to my brain. And by the way, you look amazing."
"Aw thanks."
Just then some random tech. guy came up to us and told me that I was walking down the ramp in 5 min.

"Well that's my cue. I guess I will see you later."

"Yeah definitely. I still have to dye your hair remember."
"Ha. How could I forget? I will definitely keep that promise. I'll see ya. Bye!"
"Bye"

Damn, I didn't think one guy could make my panties drop twice in the same day. Amazing. So I walk to the waiting area behind the curtain and wait for the music to start. I watch on the monitor as Randy is boosting his ego in the ring, and think of the perfect things to say to him. Just then the DX music comes on. I wait for the perfect time and walk out onto the ramp.

I look around and there are still some cheers but most of the people are just plain confused. I walk to the ring and the face on Randy was priceless. That's what you get. So I walk up the stairs and bend over to get under the ropes. Bending over enough so that Randy gets a good look at what he's missing. I grab the mic. that a random guy hands me, and I pull it up to my mouth but I'm interrupted.

"So who do you think you are? You here to get with Randy?"

"Ha. Highly unlikely. You're probably carrying more STDs than the actual STD database."

Yay. I got the crowd on my side. But I guess they would cheer for anyone telling off Randy.

"Aww, how sweet, she's got a mouth. So what did you come down here for?"

"Actually to tell your ass off. First of all, you call yourself the legend killer. That's pretty hard to believe seeing as Ric Flair isn't dead. And I know for a fact that Shawn Michaels isn't dead. So technically you haven't killed any legends."
"Wow, wow, wow. Who do you think you are?"
"Ah. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Laura Hickenbottom. And yes, I'm Shawn Michael' daughter. We decided that you needed a reality check. So they want us in a match."
"What me against you? You want to be added to the list?"

"Not quite. You and a diva of your choice versus me and a superstar of my choice. In a now disqualification match."

"Wow. What?"

"Aww. What's the matter Randy? Scared? Don't get your panties in a bunch."
"Bitch."

"Aww. Muffin. Is someone bursting your ego? Well it's time for me to go now. Get ready for next week!"

The 'DX' music came on again and I looked at Randy and blew him a kiss. I started to walk up the ramp then turned around and looked up at Randy. The crowd was cheering and right then and there I knew that I had made an impact with the Raw crowd. Yay for me.

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Also let me know who you want as Laura's partner; Batista or Jeff

-Laura