A Month Later, Monday, Minneapolis, Minnesota, Hotel, 7:34 A.M...

Well, it happened. The night before, at Elimination Chamber, Seth Rollins had achieved what he'd been trying to for the last few months. He was the victor in a Triple Threat Match to determine who would go on to fight for the IC Title at WrestleMania. Rollins defeated two fierce competitors in the forms of Samoa Joe and Big E of The New Day. He undoubtedly was the underdog in this match, yet he still managed to emerge victorious, pinning Big E in the process. After the match, as Rollins was celebrating, Joe, angry that he came up short, started to attack the champion. He was about to put him to sleep in the Coquina Clutch, when Big E came in for the save, not standing for it. He cleared Samoa Joe from the ring, and then respectfully handed the title Seth himself.

"Congratulations... Captain." Big E said, referring back to the days when New Day would call him that.

Seth grabbed his ribs and chuckled. The two men shook hands, then E left the ring to give the new champion the spotlight he deserved. As he posed with the title on the middle turnbuckle, he could see a figure from the corner of his eye at the top of the ramp.

"Nikki! Nikki! Nikki!" The crowd chanted, happy to see the little ball of chaos.

She was certainly happy. Unsettlingly happy, if Seth said so himself. She was clapping while jumping up and down like a deranged cheerleader. Seeing her, Rollins knew what had to be done. He got down from the ropes, placed the championship on the canvas, and outstretched his arms. This was to allow Nikki to do what Nikki did best. And that's lovingly tackle the shit out of the people she cared about. As soon as she saw him do this, she ran down the aisle at full speed, and did just that. She took him to the ground, hugging him tightly and peppering his face with little kisses.

"You did it! You really did it, Uncle Seth! Yaaaay!" She exclaimed.

Yeah, it kinda hurt, but Seth was happy, Nikki was happy, and the fans were happy. A little pain wasn't gonna ruin the moment. She eventually got off of him, and he lifted himself off of the floor. The two of them left the ring together. Seth draped the title over his shoulder and carried Cross bridal style to the back. She was giggling her little heart out all the way there.

Fast forward to the present, and Rollins was absolutely exhausted. He was tired, sore, and not looking forward to getting out of bed. Unfortunately for him, he shared a hotel room with a human alarm clock. An extremely energetic, human alarm clock that he was in charge of for the day.

"Uncle Seth! Time to wake up! Come on, we gotta start the day!" Nikki yelled as she jumped onto him once again.

Seth groaned and looked at his phone which was next to him on the nightstand.

"Uhhh... Nikki, come on man. It's not even 8 o'clock yet. We don't have to leave until noon. Lemme sleep some more."

Nikki persisted however.

"But... but me and Deanie always wake up early and go to the lobby to say good morning to our friends on the roster that also wake up early."

Rollins responded to that by taking his pillow and putting it over his face.

"Well, Seth doesn't wanna do that much today, because Seth is really tired." He muffled out, determined to stay in bed and rest more.

This caused the Psychotic Scot to pout.

"That's not fair." She complained.

The new champion removed the pillow from his face to look at his little companion. He saw her and immediately felt guilty for making her upset again, only a few hours after seeing her so excited due to his victory. He sighed and sat up.

"Dude, don't be like that. Look, I'm honestly beat right now, and I really need a little more time to recover. Come here."

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Nikki was still pouting.

"I know Dean and Roman tend to be a little... nicer, I guess, than me. I'm a little bit of a hardass and I'm sorry. But this isn't me being mean or anything. Uncle Seth went through a lot last night. I may have won, but I took a beating. Could've been worse if Big E didn't step in."

Hearing that made Nikki stop the pouting, and embrace Seth back, gripping him tightly.

"Don't remind me of that. Samoa Joe's a big jerk." She with disdain.

Seth chuckled.

"Yeah. He's not a nice guy. But, Joe didn't end up becoming champion, did he?"

"Nope. You did. Cause you're the best."

Rollins ruffled her hair, which caused the crazed girl from Glasgow to giggle. He'd been successful in his attempt at changing Nikki's mood. Now, she was back to her normal happy self. She was upset no longer.

"Why, thank you, Miss Cross. You still mad at me?"

"I can't stay mad at you. Not at you, not at any of my boys. You're all too good to me. So, you're off the hook this time, mister... if you let me snuggle with you while you go back to sleep."

Seth smirked.

"That's all I gotta do? Well, in that case, get under here."

Nikki happily squealed a little before getting under the covers herself. The new IC Champion laid back and allowed her to grip onto him once again.

"You may be kinda mean sometimes, but I know you try to make me happy however you can. But next time I'm only with you for the day, can we please start the day early?"

"Even though I really don't want to... fine. Next time we'll go and say hi to everyone."

She looked at him with her puppy dog eyes.

"You promise?"

"Yes, Nikki. I promise. Now... let's get a little more rest in, huh?"

Cross snuggled in against him with a smile on her face and closed her eyes. Meanwhile, Seth had one thing on his mind before drifted back to dreamville.

"Thank God I wore sweatpants to bed this time. That could've gotten awkward real quick."

AN: Quick little Seth/Nikki chapter. I did kinda rush, admittedly. Not my best work, but I just wanted to pump out another update for you guys. I feel horrible every time a bunch of weeks go by without me posting any new stuff. Big thanks to all of you for showing my dumb ideas love consistently with your reviews, favorites and follows. Shout out in particular to the Guest, ClassicPurpleRoses, WhiteAsukaLover, The Man They Call The Truth, and Dyyaboi. Dude, Dyyaboi, thanks for the heartfelt comments on that last chapter. I'm glad that my stupid ass is able to make you feel somewhat better. I hope you make that depression your bitch, man. I really do. Anyway, my bad for the long note. Just felt like I had to thank you guys. Peace, see you in the next chapter. You're the best.