"So yeah, they have so many belts over there on Raw."
"I know, baby, I am on the show, and I have one of the belts."
"It's not fair," she whined.
"Stephy, aren't we getting a little childish now?"
"Shut up Chris, I can be childish if I want to."
"Great, so now I'm robbing the cradle," he said chuckling.
"Well, you are like six years older than me," she pointed out.
"Hey! I'm not old," he protested.
"Well, not that old.........I love you anyway."
"Good, I think."
Stephanie laughed at Jericho. She had found a spare moment and decided to call Jericho and see what he was up to. Stephanie noticed that a cameraman was walking into the room. Her eyes widened when she realized that soon she would be on-screen. Of all the times they could come in they had to come in right then.
"Hello, yes, this is very serious," Stephanie said, trying to sound professional.
"Steph, um, what are you talking about?" Chris asked confused.
"That does sound like a good idea."
"Idea, huh?"
"I think we need to look further into the subject," Stephanie said eyeing the camera.
"Stephy, do you have a camera on you right now?" Chris asked, finally realizing what Stephanie was doing.
"Yes, yes it does sound right," she said, hoping he got the point.
"Oh, ok, I thought you were going crazy or something, and the last thing I need is a crazy girlfriend," Jericho said laughing.
Stephanie looked at the cameraman, and saw that the little red light was on, indicating that she was being filmed. She hastily tried to think of what to say. She needed to get off the phone, lest someone find out who she was talking to. And that was the last thing she needed. She figured she might as well get back on topic with Chris.
They had been discussing the recent exodus of SmackDown superstars to Raw, and how that affected the product. Stephanie had been slightly upset that Randy Orton and The Hurricane had defected to Raw. She hadn't even realized they were unhappy here.
"You definitely find one then," Stephanie said into the phone.
"Sure whatever Stephy."
"So the Women's title is on Raw, Randy Orton, Hurricane all on Raw," Stephanie said, as she heard knocking on the door, "We'll look into the rest of the contracts."
"Yeah, they're all on Raw, I'm on Raw too, even though I don't really want to be, and I'll try to get some info on Monday," Chris answered.
"Come in," she called out to whoever was on the other side of the door.
"I'll let you go baby," Chris told her.
"Ok, thanks, I'll call you back," Stephanie said before hanging up the phone, and turning to Kurt Angle.
Stephanie watched as Kurt and Rey talked about the main event match. She had to stifle some of her laughter when she heard Kurt insult Rey. She didn't want to alienate any more of her roster. She had already lost too much as it was.
Rey left, and Kurt smiled at him leaving. Then he turned to Stephanie who was sitting back in her chair with a grin on her face.
"And what are you grinning at?" Kurt asked.
"Nothing, you just have a great sense of humor Kurt."
"Well, I aim to please. So who was on the phone?" Kurt asked raising an eyebrow, having a good idea of who was on the phone.
"It was Chris, though I get the feeling you already knew that."
"Well, since you're always talking to him, yeah."
"I am not always talking to him," Stephanie protested.
"Sure," Kurt said, not convinced.
"Whatever Kurt."
"So how was your birthday?"
"Wonderful," Stephanie said dreamily, thinking back to what Jericho had done for her. She had loved that he loved her enough to do everything he had done. She was so lucky to have him in her life.
"Really? So what did Chris get you?"
"The most beautiful necklace you have ever seen," Stephanie said grinning.
"And you're not wearing it?"
"Suspicions would arise," Stephanie answered.
"Oh, I see."
"It's beautiful though, trust me."
"I'm sure I'll see it eventually. So are you done for the night?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Are you going to head out early?"
"Early? I don't think I know the meaning of that term," Stephanie said laughing.
"You don't get to leave early? Ever?"
"I'm the boss Kurt, I have obligations."
"Well, tonight you don't have any obligations, get outta here and go see Chris, I'm sure he won't mind if you get back early."
"But what about everything here?"
"Edge and I will take care of anything that pops up."
"Really?" Stephanie asked extremely grateful.
"Sure," Kurt said nonchalantly.
"Are you really sure?" Stephanie asked again.
"Yes, now get your butt out of here," Kurt said laughing.
Stephanie gathered up her things quickly. She never got to leave early, and she was jumping at the chance to go. She always got back so late, and she was always tired after the shows. For once, she wouldn't have to worry about anything.
"Thank you so much Kurt."
"No problem, go have fun."
"Thanks, bye," Stephanie, said giving him a quick hug before leaving.
Stephanie got into the rental car her and Jericho had gotten and proceeded to go to the hotel. She was so glad to get out of the arena. She loved what she did, but sometimes she was up to her ears in work, and it got tiring. Sometimes she needed a break, she was glad she had a friend like Kurt who understand that.
Stephanie got to the hotel, and got into the elevator to her floor. She got to her room and walked in. She immediately noticed the heavy metal music that was booming loudly through her hotel room. She could also hear Jericho singing along to it very loudly.
She walked into the bedroom and saw Jericho standing on top of the bed in an old T-shirt and boxers. He was singing loudly with the music, and dancing around like a madman, pretending to play the guitar. Stephanie stood in the doorway a moment, watching him making a fool out of himself.
"Enjoying yourself," Stephanie said.
Jericho, startled by her voice, turned around abruptly, and turned surprised eyes to her. Unfortunately, he spun around too fast, and fell right off of the bed. Stephanie burst into hysterical laughter. Jericho lifted himself from the floor, his face beet red in embarrassment.
"Steph, what are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you for hours."
"I didn't have anything to do, and Kurt said he would take care of things for me."
"Oh."
"So is this what you do when I'm not around?" Stephanie said smirking.
"Um, sometimes," Jericho said sheepishly.
"So this is why I never see you look like a fool, you get it out of your system when I'm not around," Stephanie said walking over to him.
"Hey, I was just having some fun."
"Yeah, fun, if acting like an idiot is fun."
"Well, I'm your idiot so what does it matter?" Jericho said, kissing Stephanie.
"Yeah, the idiot I'm stuck with."
"I resent that."
"Oh, don't get defensive Mr. Dancing Machine."
"So what do you want with the contracts?" Jericho asked trying to change the subject.
"Very subtle change of subject. But I figure there must be some loophole somewhere with someone. I can't let Bischoff have the last word."
"Hmm, I'll have to see what I can find on Monday. I'll be very discreet about it."
"So I guess this means you won't be dancing."
"Shut up Stephy," Jericho said good-naturedly, before leaning in to kiss her.
"I know, baby, I am on the show, and I have one of the belts."
"It's not fair," she whined.
"Stephy, aren't we getting a little childish now?"
"Shut up Chris, I can be childish if I want to."
"Great, so now I'm robbing the cradle," he said chuckling.
"Well, you are like six years older than me," she pointed out.
"Hey! I'm not old," he protested.
"Well, not that old.........I love you anyway."
"Good, I think."
Stephanie laughed at Jericho. She had found a spare moment and decided to call Jericho and see what he was up to. Stephanie noticed that a cameraman was walking into the room. Her eyes widened when she realized that soon she would be on-screen. Of all the times they could come in they had to come in right then.
"Hello, yes, this is very serious," Stephanie said, trying to sound professional.
"Steph, um, what are you talking about?" Chris asked confused.
"That does sound like a good idea."
"Idea, huh?"
"I think we need to look further into the subject," Stephanie said eyeing the camera.
"Stephy, do you have a camera on you right now?" Chris asked, finally realizing what Stephanie was doing.
"Yes, yes it does sound right," she said, hoping he got the point.
"Oh, ok, I thought you were going crazy or something, and the last thing I need is a crazy girlfriend," Jericho said laughing.
Stephanie looked at the cameraman, and saw that the little red light was on, indicating that she was being filmed. She hastily tried to think of what to say. She needed to get off the phone, lest someone find out who she was talking to. And that was the last thing she needed. She figured she might as well get back on topic with Chris.
They had been discussing the recent exodus of SmackDown superstars to Raw, and how that affected the product. Stephanie had been slightly upset that Randy Orton and The Hurricane had defected to Raw. She hadn't even realized they were unhappy here.
"You definitely find one then," Stephanie said into the phone.
"Sure whatever Stephy."
"So the Women's title is on Raw, Randy Orton, Hurricane all on Raw," Stephanie said, as she heard knocking on the door, "We'll look into the rest of the contracts."
"Yeah, they're all on Raw, I'm on Raw too, even though I don't really want to be, and I'll try to get some info on Monday," Chris answered.
"Come in," she called out to whoever was on the other side of the door.
"I'll let you go baby," Chris told her.
"Ok, thanks, I'll call you back," Stephanie said before hanging up the phone, and turning to Kurt Angle.
Stephanie watched as Kurt and Rey talked about the main event match. She had to stifle some of her laughter when she heard Kurt insult Rey. She didn't want to alienate any more of her roster. She had already lost too much as it was.
Rey left, and Kurt smiled at him leaving. Then he turned to Stephanie who was sitting back in her chair with a grin on her face.
"And what are you grinning at?" Kurt asked.
"Nothing, you just have a great sense of humor Kurt."
"Well, I aim to please. So who was on the phone?" Kurt asked raising an eyebrow, having a good idea of who was on the phone.
"It was Chris, though I get the feeling you already knew that."
"Well, since you're always talking to him, yeah."
"I am not always talking to him," Stephanie protested.
"Sure," Kurt said, not convinced.
"Whatever Kurt."
"So how was your birthday?"
"Wonderful," Stephanie said dreamily, thinking back to what Jericho had done for her. She had loved that he loved her enough to do everything he had done. She was so lucky to have him in her life.
"Really? So what did Chris get you?"
"The most beautiful necklace you have ever seen," Stephanie said grinning.
"And you're not wearing it?"
"Suspicions would arise," Stephanie answered.
"Oh, I see."
"It's beautiful though, trust me."
"I'm sure I'll see it eventually. So are you done for the night?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Are you going to head out early?"
"Early? I don't think I know the meaning of that term," Stephanie said laughing.
"You don't get to leave early? Ever?"
"I'm the boss Kurt, I have obligations."
"Well, tonight you don't have any obligations, get outta here and go see Chris, I'm sure he won't mind if you get back early."
"But what about everything here?"
"Edge and I will take care of anything that pops up."
"Really?" Stephanie asked extremely grateful.
"Sure," Kurt said nonchalantly.
"Are you really sure?" Stephanie asked again.
"Yes, now get your butt out of here," Kurt said laughing.
Stephanie gathered up her things quickly. She never got to leave early, and she was jumping at the chance to go. She always got back so late, and she was always tired after the shows. For once, she wouldn't have to worry about anything.
"Thank you so much Kurt."
"No problem, go have fun."
"Thanks, bye," Stephanie, said giving him a quick hug before leaving.
Stephanie got into the rental car her and Jericho had gotten and proceeded to go to the hotel. She was so glad to get out of the arena. She loved what she did, but sometimes she was up to her ears in work, and it got tiring. Sometimes she needed a break, she was glad she had a friend like Kurt who understand that.
Stephanie got to the hotel, and got into the elevator to her floor. She got to her room and walked in. She immediately noticed the heavy metal music that was booming loudly through her hotel room. She could also hear Jericho singing along to it very loudly.
She walked into the bedroom and saw Jericho standing on top of the bed in an old T-shirt and boxers. He was singing loudly with the music, and dancing around like a madman, pretending to play the guitar. Stephanie stood in the doorway a moment, watching him making a fool out of himself.
"Enjoying yourself," Stephanie said.
Jericho, startled by her voice, turned around abruptly, and turned surprised eyes to her. Unfortunately, he spun around too fast, and fell right off of the bed. Stephanie burst into hysterical laughter. Jericho lifted himself from the floor, his face beet red in embarrassment.
"Steph, what are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you for hours."
"I didn't have anything to do, and Kurt said he would take care of things for me."
"Oh."
"So is this what you do when I'm not around?" Stephanie said smirking.
"Um, sometimes," Jericho said sheepishly.
"So this is why I never see you look like a fool, you get it out of your system when I'm not around," Stephanie said walking over to him.
"Hey, I was just having some fun."
"Yeah, fun, if acting like an idiot is fun."
"Well, I'm your idiot so what does it matter?" Jericho said, kissing Stephanie.
"Yeah, the idiot I'm stuck with."
"I resent that."
"Oh, don't get defensive Mr. Dancing Machine."
"So what do you want with the contracts?" Jericho asked trying to change the subject.
"Very subtle change of subject. But I figure there must be some loophole somewhere with someone. I can't let Bischoff have the last word."
"Hmm, I'll have to see what I can find on Monday. I'll be very discreet about it."
"So I guess this means you won't be dancing."
"Shut up Stephy," Jericho said good-naturedly, before leaning in to kiss her.