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Daniel stood in the ring and looked around before raising his mic to his mouth. "I think it's nothing more than a joke that I'm not World Heavy-weight champ. It took me years to train and practice before I won that title, but it took a mere eighteen seconds to loose it."

"Not this again." Parker commented.

"You have a problem this boy's ranting, Parker?" Booker asked.

"Yep. In indy circuits, I lost titles that took me so long to get in just a few moments. Sure, I was mad, but not at my rival. I was mad at myself for letting my title go so quickly. Did I squander in self-pity and blame others? No. I got off my North Carolina livin' butt and trained to get better." She explained.

Daniel then said something that struck a nerve on Parker. "And the way I lost my title was being distracted by a ninety-five pound waste of space that's named AJ." Everyone booed as he turned toward the stage. While he wasn't looking, Parker took off her headset, grabbed a mic and slid into the ring.

She walked up behind the Washington State native and tapped his shoulder. Once he turned around, Parker smacked him as hard as she could. You could hear every girl scream with satisfaction. Parker then rose her mic to her lips. "Listen, and listen good. Every week, since WrestleMania, all of us have heard you blame AJ for something that is clearly your own fault." Everyone cheered as Daniel was being put in his place.

"Man, I really like this girl, Josh." Booker commented.

"No doubt the WWE Universe likes her as well."Josh added.

"You weren't ther-" Daniel was cut off when Parker smacked him again.

"Shut up. I'm talking, which means to everyone with common sense, you listen. And, to correct your statement, I was there. You see, I'm personal friends with one of the Divas. We both went to New York University's Tisch School Of The Arts together. She's been my friend ever since. She gave me front row seats to WrestleMania and backstage passes." As she explained this, everyone kept cheering for the young woman. "And we always have each other's backs."

"Any point to all this, Rookie?" Daniel yelled to her face. Parker kept a straight face with her eyes half-lidded.

"Ohhhh, he in trouble now. My advice to any man out there that wants a woman: never yell at them, 'cause if you do, you might as well toss yo' man card in a paper shredder." Booker said.

A smirk then slowly spread across her face. "That Diva whose a close personal friend of mine just so happens to be AJ." Parker was surprised the roof didn't blow off from all the noise. Just then, AJ's theme came on and she skipped down to the ring. As she climbed the steps, her smile seemed to grow.

Once in the ring, AJ hugged Parker like a long-lost sister. It was apparent how much they cared about each other.

Sheamus' music hit and The Great White came on stage his merchandice shirt, blue jeans, regular Nikes and a smile, causing every girl to scream. Steven was with him wearing a vintage "HOT ROD" shirt and blue jeans with white high tops.

Sheamus took a mic from a stage hand and spoke. "You know, Danny-boy, you ought to listen to this lass." He then walked down to the ring as he continued, with his rookie following him. "Because, you see, she, unlike most of the women that work here, she has both smarts and looks. By the way, lass, you look good in DX." Acouple of guys wolf whistled at his flirtatious attempts, which caused Parker to blush. Both then slid into the ring. "These two ladies in the ring right now each have more talent in them then you could ever dream of having." He then stood next to Parker. "And besides, I was there at NXT when I watched her kick every man's arse in the ring. I say that she's worth listening to."

Just them, Cult of Personality started and everyone screamed. Parker and AJ looked at each other and took each other's hands and jumped up and down. To them, it was like college all over again. Punk and Holata stood on stage as the fans gave them their praise. Finally, the men walked to the ring and slid under the rope. Punk got a mic from the steel steps and started talking. "Okay, I can see the serious relationship these two lovely women have. It's real serious if they jump around together." He joked. "And, Goatface...you're pretty much a dead man. And I don't mean like the Phenom." Everyone cheered at Punk's words. "Don't you agree, Holata?" Holata, who was wearing leather warrior chapps and wrestling boots, only gave Daniel an icy glare. Punk's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, wait. That's right. You have a daughter." Everyone "ooh'd" at the situation.

That was John Lauranitus came out with his fake smile. "My name is John Lauranitus. I'm the executive vice president of talent relations, and the permanent general manager of both RAW and SmackDown!."

Parker was the first to speak. "WHAT?" Everyone laughed.

"I said that I'm the curr-"

"WHAT?" She yelled again, this time, over half of the WWE Universe said it with her.

"I SAID THAT I-"

"WHAT?" She said again, only this time, not only did the entire WWE Universe say it with her, but also Punk, Holata, Steven, Sheamus and AJ, who had her arm around Parker's shoulder and said it into the same mic as her best friend. "Ladies and gentlemen, my tribute to Stone Cold Steve Austin. Thanks very much." Parker said before she and AJ dramatically bowed. When they stood back up, the red head looked straight at the general manager. "Dude, I gotta deaf cousin back home and I can understand him a Helluva lot better than I can understand you." Everyone laughed.

"Be happy you're not a WWE Diva yet, Miss Maddison. Because if you were, I'd have you terminated." John stated with authority, or at least as much authority people saw him with.

"OH NO! I'm so afraid of the guy who should be the poster boy for the consequences of smoking cigarettes. Boys and girl's at home," Parker then pointed at Lauranitus." That right there's why you shouldn't smoke." Everyone cheered at her sumbliminal message. "You'll wind up becoming a ratty old geezer with no real respect from anyone, no talent to call your own, and a voice that garentees you have no chance in hell at Broadway." She then looked at Punk. "Can I?"

"Please do." Punk answered.

Parker had an evil smirk on her face as she exclaimed, "PIPE BOMB!" The building erupted with excitement. She then turned back to Daniel. "And as for you, Mr. Yes-Man, if you blame my best friend one more time, I'll beat you till yo' so ugly, your reflection will scream."

"Is that a threat?" Daniel asked with venom.

"No, Goatface. Where I'm from, we don't make threats. We make promises. And I promise to hurt you if you hurt AJ." And with that, Parker went back to the commentary table and sat back in her seat, putting her headseat back on.

"Parker, I find it amazing that you have no fear." Josh said as everyone else left the ring to head backstage. John Lauranitus, however, stayed on stage.

"Parker, you're not getting away with this. I might not be your boss, but I am Christian's." Parker could feel the evil vibes coming from Lauranitus from her seat. "And I'm going to punish him for your mistakes. Tonight's main event: Christian vs The Miz in a Falls Count Anywhere Match for the Intercontinental Championship. Have fun with that, Parker." He then turned around and left.

After a few moments of silence, Parker spoke. "Josh, it's inhuman to have no fear. I'm human and I do experiance fear. But unlike others, I choose to face my fear head on. And I intend to do so tonight."

"And just what is yo' fear, Parker." Booker asked.

After a bit of silence, Parker sighed and answered in a sqeakily fearing voice, "Miz's lips."