A/N: Thank you so much to Cerebral Phenom, DamonandBonnie4ever, and xMyHeartShine, Sonib89, ObessedWithCenton, FansofCenaton and Kiki254 for reviewing the last chapter! I really do appreciate it.
So I know I haven't updated in live forever, and I apologize for that. I was out of town for a couple of weeks, and I didn't have a chance to update before I left. Hurricane Irene is supposed to hit us on the east coast (sadly) so I really want to get this update up before any power goes out!
So enjoy with new chapter!
Chapter Four
"Dammit," Randy grumbled under his breath, with his hands covering his face. The smell of brunt eggs and pancakes floated into his nostrils, causing him to reveal a grunt of disgust. "Stupid fucking pancakes." He shook his head in frustration with his eyes focused on the black pancakes and eggs in front of him.
Cooking was of none of his talent. But as fatherhood forced its way into his life, cooking was now one of the things he knew he would soon have to learn.
"Dad," Aurora mumbled, cooking her eyebrow in curiosity, and her arms folded across her chest. "We can call this little thing called 'room service'," Her lips smirked a devilish grin, as she felt she had out smarted the older man.
"Rory, why don't you go watch TV or something," He calmly glared at his daughter. "I'm not going to start ordering out, because that'll lead to constantly ordering out. So if I try to cook healthy food, you guys won't get fat or sick." He said.
"But that's the best part of eating junk food!" Aurora bravely admitted. "You get to eat all the deliciousness, and later you can get sick and stay home from school. Then when your better, you get to eat it again…it's more of a cycle really."
"Well that cycle ends now," Randy narrowed his blue eyes down at the girl fidgeting with the strings of her pajama pants. "This family is going to eat healthy, end of story. Besides how will you get to see Ted if you're sick?"
Aurora smiled, "True. He's like my tag team partner, the older brother I never had, my partner in crime, the tiny micro to my gnarly wave—"
"You must get your brains from your mother's side," Randy butted, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Because that, by far, has to be the worst metaphor I've ever head. Ever."
"Whatever! You obviously haven't heard Aubrey's jokes. She certainly gets them from you, 'cause there so far from funny, it's sad." Aurora said, tossing her hair behind her shoulder. "I, thankfully, get everything from Mom's said. Which in this case, is freaking great!"
"Oh ha-ha," Randy sarcastically as he turned his back to the girl. He sighed in frustration, with his main focus on what breakfast would be. "Maybe we can start this whole healthy eating thing tomorrow, and have some fast food this morning. But just this once Aurora, I don't want you thinking this will happen all the time."
"Got it Dad," Aurora rolled her eyes playfully.
"We need clothes," Aubreyanne said as she made her way into the kitchen, slumming down into a nearby chair. "We're all out. All we have is underwear, so we need to go shopping." She added, tossing her brunette hair into a ponytail.
"Okay, we'll go shopping then," Randy scratched his head in thought, "Just put on your shoes since you're all out of clothes, you'll have to wear your pajamas until we buy more clothes."
"Dad! I'm wearing yoga pants with monkeys on them! If you make me go in public, I'm basically asking for a big sign that says 'Dork' on my head!" Aubreyanne sighed. "I can't go; I'll have to stay here."
"No Aubreyanne, you're going," Randy said, jiggling the keys in his hand. "Slip on some shoes, because we're leaving now."
Aubreyanne huffed in defeat, obeying her father. Although she merely cared about her appearance, she was on the verge of her teenage years, which meant slowly transforming into a young adult, aka, caring about her looks.
"I call shotgun!" Aurora piped in the heat of silence, ignoring the simultaneous glare from her sister and father. "So I control the music Dad. I think I'm going to explode if I listen to one more stupid Breaking Benjamin song," She mumbled irritably.
"Whatever. Let's just go before he starts singing Diary of Jane again," Aubreyanne glance evilly at her father before exiting the hotel room, with the two falling behind her.
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"If we're leaving next Friday," Rory started, twirling a piece of her hair in her fingers, as the three studied different outfits of their own liking. "Then we need ten outfits, plus I need more sleeping pants, so technically I need about thirteen outfits." She smiled softly at her father.
"Kiddo has anyone ever told you you're expensive?" Randy slightly chuckled before hesitantly scanning the clothes in Aurora's hand. "And why so many dresses? You'll be backstage at wrestling shows, not at a royal all."
"Dresses are pretty and dainty, like every girl should be," Aurora calmly explained, as she twirled around the dress in her hand. "Plus, Mom use to say I look best in them,"
"Well I on the other hand, have only five outfits," She said gesturing to the clothes mounted on top of each other in a shopping cart.
"Holy mother…." Randy nervously trailed off, catching a glimpse from by passers. He pursed his lips together in fury before glaring back to Aubreyanne. "No."
"No? That's unfair! Why can't I wear the clothes I choose?" Aubreyanne angrily folded her arms across her chest, aware of the scene she was now causing. "It's not like they're for you!"
"No daughter of mine will walk around wear a skirt, that is way too short by the way, and a top that shows her belly button!" He said. "So try again with something else –"
"Randy Orton?" A soft voice mumbled, with the sound of disbelief. "Is that you?" The woman asked as Randy turned to came face to face with her.
His eyes widened in shock, "April Williams?" He chuckled as a smirk grew on her face. "I haven't seen you in years! How are you?"
"I'm not too well," She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "My husband, he…he passed away a couple of weeks ago. You remember Sammy Martin, right?" She asked.
Randy nodded, rubbing the back of his head, "He died? Wow, that's awful April. How are holding up?"
"I'm trying my best y'know? I've gotta be strong, for my kids, and they aren't taking it well, but I can't blame them. Sammy was just a great man," She trailed off, seeing the small girl beside Randy. "Speaking of kids, this must be you and Anna's little girl. Everyone also knew you two would make it," She smiled at Aurora.
"Actually, An died, too," Randy murmured, feeling his face going ghoul at the mention of his girlfriend. "But like you said, keep strong for the kids. And I guess that's exactly what we'll both have to do,"
"Yeah," April agreed. "I must say Randy, you haven't changed a bit. Still have through chilling blue eyes like I remembered."
"Yeah, and you see, my daughter Brie here," He patted her back. "has them too. And my attitude, sadly,"
"Well Ms. Brie," April started. "Your father used to do this puppy eye trick that worked for anything. If this guy won't let you have something, just say 'Please Daddy', it works for everything, my two boys use it on me," She chuckled.
"Will do," Aubreyanne mumbled with an eye roll.
"I guess I'll see you around, Orton," April smiled, before walking into a different aisle.
Randy stared in a daze, thinking of his teenage years. How much he liked April before he met Anna came back into his mind, reminding him how clear one thing would always be: Anna was his number one.
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"Dad just tell me why you dumped her!" Aubreyanne begged as she clutched the arm of her father tightly. She giggled slightly, knowing she was causing a scene with the stares of superstars were giving her. "At least tell me if it was because you cheated, or she cheated."
"Brie," He mutters yanking his arm away. "I told you this is none of your business. It's in the past, and that's where it will stay."
"Dad—"
"He said no Aubreyanne!" Aurora said in frustration. "So shut up about it!"
Randy curiously stared at his daughter. Her random outburst could only show him she was upset, and he knew exactly why. After rushing the girls into his locker room, Randy quietly closed the door behind him, and sighed. He sat down on the leather couch beside Aurora, who had a frown stained on her face.
"Rory, I know you're upset about seeing one of my ex-girlfriends," He started as he slid his arm around his daughter, pulling her into a light embrace. "But you need to know, you and Brie are the only girls number one in my life. April is someone I met before you mom, and I will admit I did like her at one point in time," His eyes softened with the glance of Aurora's innocent look. "But I absolutely loved your mother. Don't ever forget or doubt that."
"I'm sorry Dad," Aurora mumbled, looking down at her feet. "I didn't mean to yell at you Sissy.."
"I know," Aubreyanne said, focusing on the cell phone as she sent multiple text messages. "It's fine; just don't let it happen again Twerp."
"So are we all good?" Randy asked, feeling the tension leave the room. He smirked, seeing his daughters nod. "Good. Well since I'm tonight's main event, I've asked Cody and Ted to watch you two."
"Randy I'm twelve years old," Aubreyanne mentioned, running a hand through her brunette hair. "I don't need to be watched,"
Randy snickered, hearing his daughters testify as he opened the door before leaving, "Girls, promise me you'll be good for Cody and Ted. They are inexperienced with babysitting, so just watch T.V or color, or text… or do something that won't drive them both up the wall,"
The girls smirked devilishly at their father, before answering in unison:
"We promise."
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How badly do I suck for making this chapter? Yeah, I suck pretty badly. But anyways, once this storm blows over, I will make the next chapter longer.
NEXT CHAPTER: Ted and Cody tackle the task of babysitting the Miller sisters.