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This isn't based on anything, just an idea I came up with while sitting around, bored out of my mind and glaring at my ever growing pile of homework .
Few notes, I'm not really sure if this one makes a lot of sense sorry. The whole relationship of Glenn and Rob comes from my other story based on the two of them. The episode mentioned in this one is from March 8th where both Jeff and RVD debuted.
I own no involved in this story, everyone is owned by the WWE and TNA.
Matt sat eagerly in his hotel room, a bowl of popcorn in front of him and a large bottle of soda next to him. He leaned his back against the headrest as he snacked on a few pieces of popcorn, waiting for his guest to arrive. A series of knocks came to the door a few minutes later, and Matt jumped up from the bed eagerly, making his way to the door and opening it, a bright grin on his lips.
"Why am I doing this again?" asked Glenn as soon as the door opened. Matt laughed loudly, stepping back and letting Glenn walk in. Once he was in, Matt shut the door then turned to him, the grin never leaving his face.
"Nice to see you too," he retorted teasingly, shaking his head as he returned to his spot on the bed, "Anyways, you said you wanted to watch this, so why are you so annoyed by it?"
Glenn shrugged before taking a seat on the bed next to Matt, resting his own back against the headrest, "But why only us, don't you have other friends that want to watch?"
Matt shook his head, "Nah, they're all busy resting or traveling. It's only the two of us big guy!" he said with a laugh. Glenn rolled his eyes before looking at the TV, grabbing a few pieces of popcorn and popping it into his mouth.
They sat in silence for an hour before the loud cheering from the TV broke them from their individual thoughts.
"This is going to be good!" said Matt leaning forward with the same smile on his face. Glenn rolled his eyes again before settling himself into a more comfortable position.
"It would suck if we lost our jobs for this," mumbled Glenn as he took a sip of the water he had brought with him.
"Shush up Mr. Party Pooper," said Matt with a quick glare before looking back at the TV. Glenn stared at him for a moment before looking back at the TV, watching the program.
"This is getting boring," complained Glenn a little while later, looking over at Matt during one of the commercial breaks. Matt turned his head and looked at him before going back to his nearly empty popcorn bowl.
"It'll get better, I'm sure of it!" cheered Matt, earning another eye roll from Glenn. "Stop doing that, you'll be like Mark soon with messed up eyes."
Glenn shook his head at the comment and turned his attention back to the TV, "Hey, I didn't know Sting still wrestled." He commented to himself.
"Oh yeah, he just hasn't been around much," said Matt, placing the empty popcorn bowl aside before stretching out on the bed.
They watched as the scene on the TV went dark before Sting walked out, his signature baseball bat in his hand. Yes, they were watching TNA, yet for completely different reasons. Matt was watching to see his brother, Glenn was watching because he was curious. Who could blame them? They ignored the commentary for the most part, watching as Sting strolled down the ramp to the ring.
"Alright, well who's his opponent?" asked Glenn, annoyance appearing in his voice over the waiting period of just watching Sting walk around the ring, waiting on his opponent.
Just as the words left his mouth, music hit the arena, and he felt his breath hitch at the lyrics. He watched as the camera turned to the entrance, and those three little letters in bright green shined back at him. His breath quickened as he waited, watching as the camera panned around the arena before falling on the one person he was hoping not to see climb over the railing and towards the ring.
"Rob…." He said softly, leaning forward as he watched Rob climb onto the turnbuckle. He watched as the match went on for a few mere seconds before Rob pulled a victory over Sting. "I….I can't believe it," continued Glenn softly.
Then, before Glenn could really notice what was happening, he watched as Sting attacked Rob, pounding him with the signature baseball bat. He turned his head slightly, keeping his gaze away from the TV for the better part of the abuse, not even looking over as Hogan's music came on and he came out to stop Sting.
Once the commercials hit, Glenn rose from the bed, keeping his gaze away from Matt. Matt watched him, a pout on his lips as Glenn headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked softly, climbing off of the bed and falling after Glenn.
"Thanks Matt thanks for nothing," he answered before walking out the door, shutting it with a loud thud behind him.
Matt stood there in silence, staring at the door. He sighed heavily and walked back over to the bed, sitting down once more. "At least I still have my brother to see," he mumbled to the otherwise empty room as he curled up on the bed, clutching the pillow to his body as he sighed once more, turning his attention again to the TV in hopes that his brother's return would make the horrible night better.