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Randy Orton was getting agitated. When he walked into the arena via the catering area, he had seen his co-workers whispering. He had felt thier stares and heard thier laughter. He couldn't figure out why and it was beginning to annoy him. But then he saw it...or them really. They were everywhere. All over the walls and the doors for everyone to see. He coudln't beleive it. He stood there looking at the paper in his hand. It was a picture of him, sleeping with digitally added stuffed animal.
His fellow superstars looked up in shock as he started to laugh. Everyone had expected The Legend Killer to be angry when he saw the photo. They never expected him to laugh.
Randy shook his head. "Oh...that girl."
This was going to start a war. He brought his fingers to his chin in thought and as an idea formed, he smiled mischeviously. He needed to find Vince McMahon.
A little while later, Randy entered the dressing room with two stacks of paper. Smirking he set one stack in front of Kendall, then placed a kiss on Braedyn's nose. Braedyn leaned over and smiled looking at the picture.
"Oooo I want pink bunny, Uncle Randy!" she said, pointing.
"Sorry, kid. Uncle Randy doesn't have it, but next time we go shopping, I"ll buy you one okay?" Randy smiled then turned to Kendall. "It was a nice try, Kandi. I especially loved that the bunny was pink. So did everyone else." he smiled, ruffling her hair. Kendall stood there with her mouth open. So did everyone else.
Kendall frowned. "Well, it obviously didn't work. You're still calling me Kandi."
Randy laughed and passed everyone a new script. "Vince made some changes for tonight...everyone needs to check it out. He wants Kendall to do commentary for the matches, if it's okay with you John." Randy paused, arching a brow at John in disbeleif. "I swear...I think Vince is losing it. Did you know that he already started writing a storyline for when she goes out on her first date?"
Dave glanced up at that. "What? I thought we decided she had to wait to date until she's 30?"
John laughed. "That is so not happening. She ain't dating til I'm dead."
Kendall made a face and rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath. "I'm sooooooooooooo gonna break that rule when I'm older."
"Where's Ranibow Brite?" Randy asked looking around the locker room for Jeff. Everyone shrugged. They hadn't seen him for awhile.
"He was here earlier, but he said he had an errand to run. Haven't seen him for a couple of hours." John said.
"So...Kendall's doing commentary for each of us...that's a little weird. He's never let her do commentary for every single one of our matches before." said Trish.
Dave shook his head as he read the scripts for RAW. "No, Trish. He wants her to do commentary all night with J.R. and King."
"Wait...all night? He wants me to be out there all night?" Kendall asked. Kendall got up excitedly and ran to her dad. "Please Daddy? I'll be really carefull!"
"Vince says the fans want to see the kid who talks smack and kicks ass. She can't legally wrestle yet, so he wants to set up having her do commentary once a month on Raw, and if all goes well and the idea is accepted, she'll be a special guest announcer on the days John makes an appearance on Smackdown and then after that, she might have a few lines to say during a couple Pay-Per-Views. No ECW, though. He even has someone to accompany her down to the ring." Randy said.
Hearing who was going to be accompanying her, Kendall jumped up and down with excitement. "Please Daddy? Pretty please with a whole jar of cherries on top?"
"I don't see a problem with tonight. As for the rest, we'll take it one night at a time, okay?" John said.
Kendall squealed and jumped up and down around the room. Braedyn, not really understanding what was happening, decided Kendall was having too much fun without her, and followed Kendall around the room, jumping as fast as her tiny feet could manage. The others laughed seeing this.
John caught Braedyn mid-jump and planted a rasberry to her stomach. Braedyn giggled then placed her forehead to his.
They stayed like this for a few minutes, then John turned to Kendall. "Okay, here's the deal. If tonight goes well, and you are safe, then it's okay with me if you do this once a month. However, there's rules. If your homework stops getting done or your grades slip, you stop doing commentary. And the first time I even see a hair misplaced on your head from someone in the ring, it stops, period. End of story. Got it?"
"Yeah Daddy...I promise...I'll do really good." Kendal grinned. Trish glanced at Kendall's outfit and smiled mischeviously at John.
"If she's going to be representing "The Crew", she's got to dress like it. No more appearances in flowered skirts and frilly girly clothes." she said.
John looked at Trish, narrowing his eyes. "Forget it Trish."
Trish would not be deterred and met eyes with Kendal. Together, they advanced on John, tackling him to the ground in a tickle match.
"Give Daddy!" Kendall said as she tickled his ribs. John laughed shaking his head.
"Come John...I could do this all day." said Trish, jabbing a finger into his armpit. John howled in laughter as Randy and Dave looked on amusement. Braedyn was giggling uncontrollably at the sight of her dad being tickled. The girls pursued thier tickling until John couldn't tand it anymore.
"Fine..go get her garbed in our gear! Just stop!"
Immediately the tickling stopped and the two girls got up, grabbed some money out of John's wallet and headed out the door, taking Braedyn with them. John layed on the floor for a few minutes, catching his breath. Dave and Randy stood laughing at him.
"Who would've thought, The Champ, is ticklish." Dave said. John looked up at him and Randy and frowned.
"Yeah, well, don't make it common knowledge." John got up from the floor as Jeff knocked on the door and came in.
"What's up? Heard there were some changes in the script."
"Kendall's announcing with J.R. and King all night." Randy gave him a run down of everything happening and in a few minutes he was caught up.
"Where you been? Your match is about ready to start." John said looking the younger man over. He was getting worried about the flyer. He was always sneaking off to do Lord knows what and he showed up minutes before his matches. He still hung out some, but not like he used to.
"Um...I had some business to take care of." Jeff said looking around the room, but not meeting anyone's eyes.
"Jeff..your starting to worry us. What's going on?" Dave asked.
"Your not doing drugs are you?" John asked suspiciously. Jeff glared at John.
"Of course not. I ain't stupid Cena!" he snapped. John held up his hands offering peace.
"Well, then tell us what's going on. I mean, you only show up for a few minutes at a time, your always late or you show up then disappear. You don't look like you've slept in ages. You say your not doing drugs, so tell us what's going on." Randy sais.
Jeff sighed rubbing his eyes. "I can't tell you." Jeff sat down, looking at his best friends. "Look, I want to, but I promised someone else, that I wouldn't say anything. This has nothing to do with me...I'm just helping out a friend who's in trouble. I can't say anything else. I'm sorry."
His team regarded him thoughtfully.
"Fine...just know that if you do need our help, we're still here." John said. Jeff nodded.
"I promise...you'll know if I need your help. I ain't shy about asking for it. Thanks for understanding guys." The high flyer stood and gave them a cocky grin. "Now if you excuse me, a certain American Gladiater wanna-be is about to get his ass kicked and I have to be there to do it."
The guys laughed, then looked up hearing the door open. Kendall and Trish were back. Torrie had found Trish and had taken Braedyn so the others could start the show. Kendall waited by the door, nervously awaiting approval. The guys walked around Kendall, surveying every strand of hair and peice of clothing. Trish had out done herself with Kendall's new look.
Gone was the flowered skirt and pink shirt. Gone was the pig tails and bows. Gone was the sweet innocent little girl. In its place, stood a young woman. On top was a black tank top with a picture of The Crew on it, including Kendall. She wore black hip huggers that flared a tiny bit at the ankles covering up her black boots. Her hair was piled on top of her head, with pink strands woven all around and sticking straight up to mingle with her natural cinnamon brown hair. Curled peices curved around a face that had been brushed with just the slightest amount of make up, for camera purposes only.
"Well...what do you guys think?" Kendall asked nervously. Everyone looked at John.
"I think...I'm looking at the newest member of The Crew."
Kendal grinned and threw herself at her dad. John picked her up and swung her around, then placed her back on her feet.
"Welcome aboard Keeks." said Trish with a smile.
"It's about damn time..." said Dave
"Hell yeah..." piped up Randy.
Jeff smiled and gave his girl a hug. "Fly high, Cornflakes."
Kendal smiled and John looked at his team.
"Time to talk some smack and kick some ass."