Alanna wasted no more time with wanting to play with her new presents. She stored all the boxed dolls in her toy box in her bedroom closet. It was a few hours after the party and the sun was starting to set. The little Orton plopped herself on the bed with her new DS game popping up on her lap.
Finally she could play her new game in piece no distractions hopefully not for the rest of the night. She pulled her DS out of the shelf head board of her bed. The previous game chip was injected off, with the new one taking its place in a matter of seconds. "Alanna pack your stuff remember your gonna travel with your father for the rest of the summer!" Her mother yelled from the kitchen wrapping up the remaining pieces of the birthday cake.
"Ugh!" Alanna screamed with the sound of her DS turning on.
Backing in the living room Barbara was sitting in the middle of the family couch arm wrestling Nathan on one side while Mrs. Orton showed her pictures of Randal & her kids as babies. Randal was leaning on the dinner table a beer in hand with his little sister Becky next to him. "Well your new girlfriend is making quite the impression." The younger Orton stated seeing their brother whine and struggle with both hands trying to pull Barbara's arm down.
"Seriously how fucking strong are you?" He yelled trying to pull with a two handed grip. Barbara looked up from the photo album Mrs. Orton brought with her; she looked at the MMA Fighter.
"Yeah is this a good time to tell you I didn't even start?" Barbara said with a confused look, by the sound of chuckling going on at the dinner table between Randal and his sister she must have one up the guy.
"Oh and here's one of my little Randal showering alone, him and his little bath toy duckies." Mother Orton said the brunette looking back down at the photo album.
"Yeah mom is showing the bathing photos isn't see?" Randal sighed in defeat.
"Oh she must really like Barbara she wouldn't even show Samantha those." Becky stated.
"Oh and here's one of his butt, aw just like his father's just look at those cheeks." Mrs. Orton said in a dreamy tone.
Barbara had her eyes widen than ever before with her cheeks growing into an aroused pink. "Oh my, he was quite the….big boy Mrs. Orton. Any chance you can help him get those back?" She asked not realizing her eyes were closer to the photo then she thought.
"Oh my god Ran mom's showing that photo."
"What photo?" He asked looking back at his mother.
"That photo of your butt, I mean look at her eyes." She pointed out, her brother finally getting a clue.
"Oh and here's another one of his butt." Mrs. Orton stated this time her oldest son walking up them worried for anymore embarrassment.
"Okay mom I think that's enough blast from the past, me and Barbara are gonna stay at my place for the next day. Come on Alanna were going!" He stated closing the family book and running to the little girls room.
Barbara looked back at the continuation of Nathan trying to pull her arm down she simply gripped pushed the opposite side Nathan was pulling both of the arms slamming down. "It was nice to meet you all." She said getting up from the couch making her way to the doorway waiting for the guy.
"You too it was nice to finally meet you, Randal sure does talk about you through the phone." Becky giggled.
"He talks about me?" Barbara responded feeling flattered as she was nervously twirling a lock of her brown hair.
"Barbara if you want I could lend you the photos to photo it into your phone gallery?" Mrs. Orton offered.
"Aw thank you Mrs. Orton." Barbara said.
"Alright Mom, Dad I'm going come on Alanna stop playing with your game and focus on walking." Randal said walking out of Alanna's room holding the birthday girl's pink backpack on his shoulder. "Becky, Nathan I'll see you two at Thanksgiving & Christmas." He told them opening the door of the room for Barbara and Alanna to step out first. "Bye Mom, bye Dad."
"After you." Randal said opening the door to the shot gun seat of his Black Prius.
"Aw what a gentleman." She giggled taking a seat, hearing the door close soon after. Randal and Alanna had finally stepped into the car, the little girl still playing on her DS that she didn't even buckle her seatbelt.
"Alanna are you buckled up?" Randal asked bucking his and Barbara's seatbelt and adjusting the rear view mirror, but didn't get a response from his daughter."Alanna are you buckled up?" He asked a little louder. "Alanna!?" He asked his tone more louder this time his daughter looking up from her DS
"Yes daddy." She responded randomly looking back at her game quickly after.
"Alanna!"
"Randal let her stay without her seat belt, plus she doesn't mind." Barbara responded getting a sigh out of the father.
"Fine just remember I'm letting her get away with a lot of things because of you." He stated starting the engines of the car and shifting the gears & wheels with the lever of the car.
"Be careful dude were carrying delicate luggage here." Barbara said the guy was exiting two cars they were between.
"Don't worry those naturals won't get hurt." He said referring to her chest.
"I was referring to the birthday girl." She said a little embarrassed at how the guy just looked to his left his face flushed as well.
The car ride wasn't so quiet, the duo talked a few times though Barbara kept quiet for Randal to focus on the road and Alanna had her head in her DS the entire ride.
Randal made a right turn riding down a side of the street. From the view window she was sitting next to Barbara could see lined up two floor houses the car had passed by all of them having a significant feature. Some houses having garden noams, small pools, or child play houses, even a few flower decorations.
The car finally started to slow down Randal making another right turn up a garage path way. Barbara looked through the main window the house looked two floor like the others only this one was wider meaning each floor had more wide space. The house was made with usual wood material & glass. The garage however was made with red bricks & stones it had double garage doors. "Well welcome to my summer crib." Randal said exiting the car for a brief moment to open one of the garage doors with a button that was on a side.
He stepped back into the car driving up the open door. "So this isn't your official home?" She asked.
"Nope I live in Los Angeles and trust me my home there is a hell of a lot better." He said opening the door for her to exit. He made his was to the back seat section of car opening the door for Alanna herself. "Come on baby girl out." He said moving out of the way for the little girl to step out.
Randal again opened a door this time it led to the kitchen of the house. The kitchen was huge then Barbara was use to in her apartment in Tampa Florida. Usually she was use to the simple requirements a fridge, stove, oven, a few cabinets, a sink and a kitchen table. But what Randal had in his kitchen was a little upgraded the most common color you could notice was dark brown with all the cabinets and kitchen drawers made with brown material. There was a wall of white square tiles behind the upgraded products, not only there was a sink but also a dish washer right next to the double door steel fridge. And in front of it all was a long kitchen stone bar table with a few long legged chairs. "Wow fancy." She said seeing as the tall guy gave a flattered smile before walking in the living room.
The living room just as fancy as the previous room one long soft red couch with two red soft couch chairs on each end. A flat screen TV build into the light yellow wall of the room. "Alright Alanna take a shower and go to bed." Randal said, his little girl shooting her head back up from her DS.
"What! It's my birthday and I don't have school!" She whined back.
"Don't care take a shower and go to bed."
"Dad!"
"Alanna." Barbara said getting a sad face with a shine of her puppy eyes. "Your dad said to go to bed, but he didn't say go to sleep."
"When I told her to go to bed, she knows damn well to go to sleep Barbara." Randal stated.
"Speaking of bed were did Nathan say you had that magazine of me?" She asked already seeing Randal move in front of the staircase that led up to the bedrooms.
"Okay if I don't sent Alanna to go to sleep early you won't try to fine the magazine?" Randal said almost begging for a yes, getting a yes automatically with a giggle. "Alright Alanna take a shower, and change in your pjs." He said moving away from the staircase and taking a seat on the red couch.
"Yay!" Alanna said running up the stairs.
"No running!" Randal yelled feeling Barbara taking a seat next to him. "God what a day." He mumbled to himself still feeling the sting in one of his arms that Alanna swung repeatedly at.
"Yeah sorry about that." She giggled seeing the guy trying to massage his shoulder & arm a little. "You need a little help?" she offered, though she had a hint of regret seeing as he snapped his head at her with a dirty smile.
"Why yes of course, who would refuse with you its a once in a lifetime opportunity." He told her starting to unbutton the buttons of his dress shirt.
"Ah! Randal I didn't mean that kind of help!" Barbara yelled flushed trying to cover her face with both hands seeing the minute Randal had removed his shirt completely.
"Hey relax Alanna hit me some parts in my arms that were covered by my shirt."
"Alright." she said gently getting a hold of the painful arm placing it near her chest. She started from the broad shoulder giving soft circles to the acromion through the tattoo skin. She could hear a few moans of relief from Randal she must have touched his breaking point.
"Ah, gosh supergirl you have the hands of an angel." He moaned again feeling the small arms travel down slowly massaging the humerus bone through the inked skin.
"Aw thanks." Barbara giggled. She looked down on at her work she got distracted for a brief second as she traced one of his ink tattoos with the tip of her finger. "I always wanted a tattoo."
"Your welcome, you know if you replayed me the same way from that knee to the crotch I would have been more satisfied." He said getting playful slap. "Ow."
"Randal! If your gonna still hold a grudge I'm not gonna help you heal." Barbara pouted letting go of his arm out of derpy frustration. She moved a little to the opposite side though Randal followed seconds after.
"Barbara." He moaned giving a silly poke to her crossed arms. By the action he could tell she was trying her best to keep her giggle in. "Barbara." He moaned poking her arm again. "You know I'm sorry, you know you can't deny your super idiot." She seemed to be trying really hard not to budge, he played his chin on her soft shoulder. "Don't ignore your Randal he needs your love!" He joked finally getting the giggles out.
"Your so silly you know that?" Barbara said getting a chuckle from her.
"I know but that's one of the reasons why you love me isn't it?"
"It is." She giggled in defeat.'
Randal moved back from her taking a glance up at the staircase. "Come on I wanna show you something." He said applying his dress shirt back.
"What is it?"
"It's one of my favorite places when I was young come on." He answered getting up from the couch.
"Yeah but what about Alanna?" Barbara asked getting up from the couch as well.
"Alanna are you in bed!?" Randal yelled upstairs.
"Yes." She answered.
"Good me and Auntie are gonna be out don't open the door for anyone alright!?" He yelled.
"Okay!"
"Alright. Come on Barbara." He said walking to the door.
"Your father of the fucking year you know that." Barbara giggled.
"Yes and my mother told me you have child baring hips at the party." he shot back with both of them exiting the door.
"Don't worry were almost there." Randal said with his hands on the steering wheel and the petals of the cars. From the corner of his eye he could tell she was curious of what their destination was but he also detected a hint of excitement.
"May I ask were are we going?" Barbara asked looking through the front window of the car.
"Don't worry about it because were here." He responded with a left turn up a highway. The highway was small it led up to a wide open parking garage. There were a few cars but what really attracted Barbara's eyes was a huge brown two floor restaurant giving off chandelier light, but there were also a few small buildings standing next to it, some looked like malls, small bars amd a few kids shops. "Welcome to the Double Decker Grill." Randal chuckled parking in a free space that was close to the front door.
He stepped out of the vehicle with the brunette stepping out as well. "This looks nice." Barbara giggled again as they made their way to the double glass door entrance.
"Yeah this was were my family and I use to go to when I was a kid." Randal responded.
"Oh really those must have been memorable moments." She commented.
"They were, you know when I turned eighteen my dad took my brother and I to that bar." Randal pointed at a small building standing next to the Double Decker Grill. "You know there's actually a passage way from the restaurant to the bar. The bar use to be in the restaurant you know for couples, groups, and family. They changed it into family restaurant. But couples could still dine." Randal explained.
"Was your mother okay with your dad letting you drink at the bar?" Barbara asked seeing as they already reached the front doors.
"Nope. That's what made it more memorable dear old mom complaining about my first drink and my first drunk moment." He said pulling one of the glass doors. "As usual ladies first." He stated in a silly tone.
"A gentleman as always."
The duo had walked straight in Randal leading the them up to the second floor before pointing at a table near the front windows. "That's were the Orton family sat at all the time." He said walking up the staircase. They both toke a seat on the second floor balcony there were a few couples and small families sitting in the area but the two took a seat of a two chair square table right beside the edge. "Before Nathan & Becky were born mom, dad and I use to sit here before sitting in the table or the down floor." Randal said looked over the wooden edge seeing a few more families coming over to the restaurant.
"Aww why?" Barbara asked looking off the edge as well with another little kid giggle.
"Mom said because I always threw my food off the edge with dad sometimes when I don't want to eat my pees my mom was trying to force on me." He recalled looking back up at her as she did the same.
"Randal can I ask you something?" Barbara said with her hands folded across on the edge of the table she was behind.
"Of course."
"Did you bring Sam here when you guys were dating?"
"No, not really I don't know I felt with her I didn't want to show one of my most sentimental memories. But with you...I..."
"It's okay you don't have to explain if you don't want to." She stopped him before anything that was a little more than friendship. But the way Randal averted his eyes to the edge again she almost wanted it to be more then friendship as well.
"So you always wanted a tattoo uh?" Randal asked.
"Yeah actually when I first saw your collection of skull tattoos I really wanted one on my arm like this little skull with a small knife striking the head with a little crack on it." She described it.
"Oh really well I got a skull right here." Randal pointed at his arm, rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt to point out the rest of them. "One here, another skull here, here's another one, oh can't leave out the first one I got which is right here."
"Dang dude you should have a gotten a skull and cross bones."
"Maybe I should let you decide were I tattoo that."
"How about on your butt?" Barbara suggested getting a gasp at him. "I'm just kidding dude." She said seeing as the guy's mouth was still slightly open with hid eyes widen in shock.
"No, no, no its okay maybe you should tattoo my name on your butt and I'll tattoo yours on my you know.."
"Randal no."
"Your right across your breast would be more suitable."
"No!"
"Fine I'm sorry." He chuckled. "That tattoo should say property of Randy Orton." He mumbled to himself.
"Not gonna happen." She teased with a giggled with a waiter finally walking over to them.
"Welcome to the Double Decker Grill are you ready to order?" The waiter said looking up from his notepad to take down the orders. "Oh my gosh! Randy Orton I'm a huge fan of you can I get a picture!?" He asked like a little fangirl meeting her hero.
"Oh sure Barbara can you take a picture of him & me?" He asked seeing as the waited pulled his phone out quickly but he seemed to give a stank face to the brunette.
"Wow banging Kelly Kelly huh? No wonder you thought she was a slut. Huh am I right?" The waiter chuckled right in front of her, his idol didn't give a chuckle and the brunette just averted her eyes to the edge.
"Slut has ears, sadly the waiter doesn't have a brain." She mumbled to herself getting a chuckle out of Randal but the waiter didn't fine it funny at all.
"Don't mind her you know how they are periods." He mumbled to the fans ear getting a firm kick to the knee. "Ah! I mean let's just get a picture." He said taking the phone for a quick selfie with the guy.
"Thank you now what will you be having?"
"Ladies first."
"No dude this is your family restaurant you order first."
"Fine I'll have a steak, hamburger with extra bacon and a side of fries." Randal ordered looking back at the brunette seeing as she was smiling at him. "And for the lady maybe a salad." He winked earning another firm kick to his other knee.
"No. For me double the steak, fried chicken, fries with ketchup." She ordered herself both of them shocked by her request. Most girls just order salads well most girls Randal has been with including his ex wife.
"And drinks?"
"Pepsi." The two said simultaneously.
Soon as the waiter was in the clear Randal turned his attention back at Barbara. "Did you have to kick me that hard and what the hell double steak!?"
"You sometimes act like your fans can't keep your mouth shut or say things that get you in trouble. And what I did you expect me to order a salad, I need a little more meat on my bones I keep feeling the fans could see my rib cage."
"That's nice. So what tattoo do you really want to get first?" He asked.
"Well..." She looked up giving a thought to it. "Well maybe one of a Jewish star since my dad is Jewish and I am a Jewish American. It could be on my hip bone."
"That'll be nice I remember one time Batista got a tattoo representing his Greek heritage."
'Yeah actually the first time I saw your tattoo on your back neck I actually wanted to get like angel wings tattoo."
"Angel wings?"
"Yeah but not like both of the like the usual but one black skeleton wing with a few black feathers you know a wing of a dark angel while the other is natural and white."
"Damn how many tattoos do you want Barbara my arms were screaming as hell I tapped out in seconds whenever someone put me in a arm submission."
"I don't know as much as you do maybe."
"Why didn't you try and get them before like during your career before coming back?"
"Vince wanted me to be a inspiration to little girls, he didn't want girls to be encourage to draw on themselves to have tattoos like me. At least that's what Vince told me when I asked him if I could get a tattoo." She explained finally noticing the plates of their foods finally being placed on the table.
"Finally foods here." Randal said placing Barbara's plates in front of her. "And here's the lovely ladies's steaks."
"Don't treat me like a princess dude."
"Fine." Randal pouted. "You know I actually got all my tattoos in Tampa Florida." He began eating at a steady pace starting with his hamburger as Barbara started with her fried chicken.
"Really!? Dang I need to get the number of your artist." She said finishing at least 3 pieces of chicken.
"Don't worry maybe I can hook you up, he's pretty busy at the moment."
Both of them focused on their food with some small talk when looking up from their plates to comment something or to ask a question. "So you really thinking about spending the entire summer with Alanna?" Barbara asked chewing down a piece of her final steak.
"Yeah John & Nikki even volunteer to watch over her if I'm doing something late night or if I'm at a place Alanna can't come with me." He responded looking up finishing his hamburger before grabbing his fork for his steak.
"Hopefully you can spend most of her Summer break together." She stated cutting another small piece of steak placing it in her mouth.
"As true as that is she actually doesn't want to spend the summer with just me."
"What do you mean?" She asked looking as the guy still had a smile on his face as he looked up from his steak.
"Well she wants to spend with summer with you as well."
"Really? But won't I be you know intruding, I mean its your and Alanna's time together."
"Nonsense to be honest the part of me is thinking she only wants to spend time with me is because she wants to see you. Guess you have that effect on kids." Randal said seeing as her cheeks changing into a light red, flattered by his comment. "Plus I don't mind you guys spending time together its really cute and I like the thought spending more time with you."
"I'm flattered that you two want me to join." The two continued eating their food Randal already finished his fries before going back to steak. Barbara had finished her pieces of fried chicken, one steak finished, with a small amount fries as she was already half way on her second one.
Barbara looked up seeing the guy looking off the edge with a smile. "Something on your mind?"
"Oh just...nothing, nothing." He turned back to his meal with a chuckle.
"No tell me come on."
"Okay I was just thinking of repeating of when I was a kid throwing my food of the edge." He chuckled again at the thought. "But I'm a grown man I can't doing child stuff."
"No, no its okay plus your a child at heart Randal. Come on let's try it." She said taking a fry from her small bunch. She tossed it over the other side of the edge the fry hitting a man's head.
"Who the hell threw this out!? You people are so wasteful and immature!" The man yelled looking upwards, thankfully the two didn't stick their head out. But the man could hearing a few chuckles from hit.
"Shh shh don't laugh to loud." Randal said taking a piece of square steak looking over at the edge with Barbara. The man was still grunting mumbling to himself. He tossed the piece letting it fall directly down the back collar of the man's shirt.
"Fucking immature!" The man yelled again looking upwards seeing their head popping out before they pulled them back in. "Your fucking children!" He yelled for the last time before walking to his car angrily, hearing the laughter of the two.
"Oh gosh!" Randal laughed slamming his balled up fist on the square table in laughter. "Did you see his face!?"
"Yeah! The guy couldn't take a joke!" She laughed to hard accidentally snorting like cute little pig, almost choking on a piece of steak.
"Aw your just full of wonders aren't you supergirl."
"I completely forgot I have that snort when I laugh to hard." Barbara said shyly averting her eyes back to her food.
"Aw okay." They turned their attention back to the reminder of their food, a waiter finally came back with their Pepsi drinks.
"Sorry about the wait we had to a mess down stairs." He said placing them down beside them, as they finished their fries moving their attention to the reminder of their steaks.
"Thank you." Both of them said looking back at their meals.
Seconds later the cow beef was down their stomachs being washed by their Pepsi. "So are you-" Randal started interrupted himself with a low sound burp. "Excuse me how rude of me." he apologized bring a balled up fist to his lips, trying to prevent some air from coming out.
Barbara giggled "No its alright it wasn't rube...just weak."
"Excuse me?" Randal said confused with one of his eyebrows raised feeling his manhood insulted by the brunette.
"You have a deep throat & powerful lungs but you can't do a louder burp? Guess your mouth only has enough storage to contain a Kelly drink." She chuckled seeing his eyes widen by what she was referring to.
"Giggity." Randal chuckled. "If you think I'm that terrible then show me."
"Gladly." She took a drink from her Pepsi cup before placing it back on the table. Barbara seductively signaled for Randal to lean in closer to her with her index finger and a smile.
Randal leaned over the table close enough for her to cub his cheeks with her soft small hands. "BUH-URRRRRRPP" Barbara released the build in gas blowing it right in front of his face.
"What...a..gal." Randal stated leaning back to his side of the square table. His face still shocked with defeat as the brunette in front of her had giggled again.
"Thanks. This was really fun dude." She commented getting a smile from as he lean side wards to pull out his wallet.
"Aw your acting as the night is coming to an end." He moaned placing the right amount of money to pay both of their meals.
"Well your the host of this night so you lead the way to our next destination."
"Anywhere?" Randal said in a silly tone hinting something with his smirk.
"Not there."
"I know, I know come let me show you my other sentimental memory. He said getting up from his seat. "Come on supergirl, our destination is just a few steps away."
Barbara followed Randal off the second floor and threw a passage way on the first one. "Remember when my dad, brother and I use to go to a bar when I was a young adult?" He asked as they were really the other end of the passage way.
"Yeah?"
"Well here it is. My very first bar." He said as they finally stepped in the bar. The room was filled with a guy and a few girls all of them with beers in hands. Some of the guys buff with truck stop caps & jackets on, a few of them on the stools of the long bar table. The women were a little to revealing attires as some of them talked to the truckers. "Well this is fun, come on." He said walking over to the stools. They both took a seat with a buff trucker sitting behind them with a beer in hand as they shifted their seats to face each other.
"Randal how's my favorite customer!" The bartender yelled seeing the former eighteen year old sitting next to the lovely brunette. " Oh hello miss Johnny Carter at your service." He said softly pressing a kiss on her hand.
"Hey Carter long time, I would like you to meet my lovely friend Barbara." Randal introduced her. "Barbara meet the first man who had the balls to give a eighteen year old a beer."
"Hi its is nice to meet you." Barbara said shaking the man's hand.
Lovely to meet you a beer and apple tine for the lady?"
"Of course."
"Ah no beer two please." Barbara asked.
"Oh what a feisty one." He turned his back on the table taking two beers from the shelves placing the bottles in front of them. "On the house." Carter said walking off to take the cares of the other customers.
"He seems really nice." Barbara commented opening her beer bottle without any struggles.
"You seriously don't act like most girls do you?" he asked as she her first sip.
"Bro I don't like pretty drinks the whole point of drinks is to get drunk, but I do like some red vodka sprite."
"Really?"
"Yeah when I was at Maryse's batchelorette party she wouldn't let me get a beer so I ordered a vodka and sprite. You know before a took the entire head piece of the dick shape cake." She stated the last sentence in a quick tone.
"What?" Randal asked choking on some beer liquid that chugged down his throat.
"Nothing."
Randal whined the remaining beer from his lips. "But didn't you have a shot glass when I talked to you that night?"
'The strongest drinks comes in the most smallest glasses."
"Hmmm remind me to have a shot glass contest next time."
"Sure thing." Barbara said playing with the mouth piece of her beer bottle with the tip of her index finger. She gave it lazy circles around it looking back up at Randal who was starring at her finger's actions. "Something your enjoying?" She asked snapping him back to reality.
"Huh...nothing just, your practicing for the real thing?"
"You gotta practice to get it ripe and ready if you know what mean." She giggled getting a chuckle out of the tall guy. The two both took another sip from their bottles continuing there conversation.
"So what really want to make you come back to the company?" Randal asked gently placing his bottle down.
"I don't know actually I gotta admit it was peaceful not having to wake up early in the morning and getting to sleep in for a while."
"Gosh that must have been nice." Randal huffed and puffed.
"Yeah it was. But the rest of the months I was gone it was just plain boring nothing to do but wait for the next year to pass by so I can do the Barbie Blank calendars, or just go to comic-con for those autograph signing booths."
"Well look at the good part of being gone for two years."
"What that?"
"Every time fans brought up how the divas division was going into flames they always listed your name in who they want to return. Heck they even did a poll on which diva they want to return and you got the most votes."
"Really?" She asked surprised.
"Yes of course."
"You didn't vote for me many times did you?"
"I might have voted...more than once." He stated taking another sip from his beer as he averted his eyes, and rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand.
Barbara gave a flattered chuckle taking another sip. "More than once?"
"Fine I lost count at ten."
"Ten?"
"Fine! Thirty but that's how far I'm going okay." He spat looking bat at her green orbs.
"Oh if you say so." Randal chuckled along with her. The chuckling faded between them as they both held onto their eye contact. Randal shyly looked down for a brief second unsure what to say or due next.
He gave a short sigh before looking up to her green eyes again, he slowly leaned in his head seeing Barbara bite her lower lip in fearful lust.
"You wanna know what will make this moment memorable?" She asked removing the teeth from her lip formatting them into a warming smile. He had his lips close enough to hers, but not close enough for a kiss but for her to get a good view of his seductive lips.
"Really what's that?" He growled bring them even close then before, aching to press them against hers.
Barbara's smile grew enough for her to show her pearly white teeth, she could tell the smile Randal returned got him thinking something else. She gripped her beer bottle turning to the buff trucker who's back was to her. She swung her the end of her bottle like bat hitting the top section of his head, with a few pieces being left being in his short red hair as the fell on the floor or remained in the bottle.
She gently handed the the broken bottle to Randal as he took it in confusion. The trucker turned around in frustration seeing the brunette point at the confused tall guy with a smirk. Randal looked up in confusion seeing the guy starring at him & the bottle. "Wait...what?" He asked looking between the man and the bottle in his hand.
In the split second he earned a punch to the face by the trucker. Enough force to knock him off his stool.
With in seconds the bar stopped their small talk and already attempted to punch the lights out each other. "That right Derick kick his ass! Kick his sweet ass!" A woman yelled at the trucker who had been gripping on Randal's dress shirt.
Barbara looked back the bar table, her drink already discarded but Randal's was halfway done. She gripped it chugging it down her throat. "Ah bar fight." She sighed in relief before sitting up from her stool and attacking & gripping herself on his buff back. "Yeah I'm Kelly Kelly!" She yelled repeating punching the side of his head as her body grip increased
"Your gonna get beaten by bitch tonight big boy!" She punched harder, for him to let go of Randal's shirt and turning his full attention on her.
"Someone get this whore off me!" He yelled his hand trying to grip her off his back.
"Yeah what's the matter Derick can't beat a whore!?" She yelled roughly teething on one of his ears as she applied a sleeper hold.
The woman who yelled previously pulled on Barbara's hair, getting her to get off of the man's back. "Oh you wanna toggle you little bitch!? Barbara spat at her getting a bitch slap to the cheek.
That wasn't setting at all she tried to jump on her for her to deliver her own beating but only was stopped by the trucker she jumped on.
"Demitra! You can't be fighting what would ma say!? It's bad enough you wear that type of clothing & bring home some 'friends'!" He yelled pointing out her belly shirt, with her jean shorts and some boots.
"What!? I don't mind a little blood and I can take this hoe here, you know when I'm done taking her man!?" She remarked referring to Randal as she gave a nasty look to the other woman.
"Oh really?" Barbara said sarcastically. "That's because you know your not pregnant." She remarked back with a smirk. "But if you wanna have another period for the night allow me to help out!" She threw the man's arm from her chest jumping over the woman's body
She had gripped on her neck with both of her hands, the man trying his best to remove the brunette off his sister. His attention was turned when Randal came up to him pulling him by his back.
The minute the buff trucker was forced up to Randal's eyes he delivered a load of powerful figure four blows to his face. He slowly walked backwards as Randal continued his punches.
Meanwhile the dark brunette forcibly pulled the girl by the neck slamming her back to the bar table giving a figure four or slap if she felt the girl was trying to release the grip. "Party time bitches!" Barbara screamed lifting the woman up on her shoulders. She was vertically across the shoulders in a Samoan drop position. She turned around back at the circular tables seeing a clear brown table next to two revealing clothed girls were fighting near. "Welcome to your new dream house bitch!" She yelled throwing the girl right at on it spine first.
The trucker heard the table crash seeing his little sister aching in pain. His veins brusted through his forehead, he gave a head butt to Randal knocking his balance for a moment. "You stupid little whore!" He yelled furiously walking up to Barbara, he yelled at the top of his lungs. "My mother told me not to his girls, but all I see in front of me is a little whore with a snappy attitude!" He yelled at the derpy face she had on. "You think this funny, you and your little weak boyfriend, huh!?" Before he could start his next sentence he felt a short tap on his shoulder.
"Excuse me?" The man said though Barbara could see who it was as her derpy look turned into a smile
"What you little-" He got cut short as he when his head brought down to the floor by a RKO. Randal got himself up with a smirk to the brunette and wound leaning some blood.
"And they say wrestling is fake." He stated looking back at their opponents on the floor who were knocked out flat. "Shally we go on or call it a night?"
"Again the lovely host of this night decides." She responded.
"Let us depart from the brawl we don't to here when it comes to and the men with badges come in." He stated.
"Let's then."
Back in the car the two healed their wounds as random music played in the car. "Seriously why is it every time I'm around you I take hits!? First my crotch, then my arm, my knees, and now my head, when next my ass!?"
"I can spank you if you want?" Barbara offered with a chuckle.
"Uhhhhh..."
"I'm just kidding dude! Plus you take those blows like a big boy..." She teased in a seductive tone.
"Never mind I'll take a fucking bullet for you." Randal joked.
"Dude! I was kidding!" She spat turning her attention to the radio. She adjusted the knob getting a hint of a rock song she favored.
"Mama by Chemical Romance?" Randal asked surprised.
"Yeah bro I like metal rock. Why else would I do those rock signs." She said the song starting a its usual calm pace.
Mama, we all go to hell...Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well, Mama, we all go to hell
Oh, well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die...Mama, we're all gonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
And when we go don't blame us, yeah. With that line being screamed out by the gothic singer Barbara screamed along with the stanza. Randal surprised by her singing scream.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.
And when you go don't return to me my love.
Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size,
Mama, we're all full of lies.
Well Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've raised a baby girl, She pointed at Randal as baby girl was sung
I should've been a better son. She pulled his dress shirt yelling the better son part right in his face sticking out her tongue for a second. She even pulled and tugged on his shirt back & forth through the rest of the stanza.
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've been,
I could have been a better son. Barbara pointed to Randal even harder than before at his shoulder.
And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.
Randal finally having the courage to sing along with Barbara to the rest of the song.
She said: "You ain't no son of mine
For what you've done they're gonna find
A place for you
And just you mind your manners when you go.
And when you go, don't return to me, my love."
That's right.
The song booming louder than before, both of them increasing their voices.
Mama, we all go to hell...Mama, we all go to hell.
It's really quite pleasant
Except for the smell,
Mama, we all go to hell
2 - 3 - 4
The two both yelled even louder with each word.
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
And if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun,
You would cry out your eyes all along.
They screamed even louder with their lungs to the last stanzas.
We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way,
To return from the ashes you call.
We all carry on (We all carry on)
When our brothers in arms are gone (When our brothers in arms are gone)
So raise your glass high
For tomorrow we die,
And return from the ashes you call. The two screamed louder with the leader singer, and the back chorus.
The song finally ended the two falling backwards on their seats, their recovering from their sing along. Randal still steering the wheel "That was oddly beautiful..." He commented.
"I know that's the beauty of metal rock."
"Do you know any other songs?"
"A few I'll tell you them later."
"Seriously are all those types of song are that loud?"
"It's called metal rock for a reason."
Minutes after conversation continued between the two they reached the home, they noticed that living room light was on but there was a shady small figure which was jumping up and down. Randal drove up his driveway opening the garage door to park his car. He quickly stepped into the kitchen, the minute he stepped in the room his eyes bursted wide.
Cereal boxes opened, with its different puffs, loops, and crumbs on the floor and kitchen table. "Wait up Randal, what's got your underwear in a twissst?" Barbara said stepping into the room as well, seeing the cereal mess as well. "Gosh and Alanna didn't even invite us for the party?" She joked chuckling as she nudged Randal's arm.
He shifted his head to hers no smile appearing at all, the steady face silenced her chuckling with no struggle.
Once the giggling disappeared into thin air he angrily stepped into the living hearing giggling and laughter going on.
"Yay I'm home alone! I'm home alone! I'm home alone! My daddy left me alone!" Alanna cheered in pink pajamas as she jumped up and down on the red couch with a cereal box of coco puffs. "I'm home alone!" She cheered louder stuffing her mouth with some of the coco puffs.
Alanna finally realized her father was in the room as Barbara stepped in herself. "I'm hom-I'm in trouble now." She moaned stopping her jumping.
"Thank god your okay." Randal stated in relief.
"So your not mad that I ate so much cereal and trashed the house?" Alanna asked.
"Oh gosh no." Randal smiled. "Anger doesn't even begin to cover it!" He spat his veins coming out of his head with his voice raising in a level higher than anger.
"Dad..." The little Orton started out getting off the couch. "Were did you get that cut on your head?" She asked pointing at it.
"Got it when me and Barbie were out, but that's not what were focusing on young lady!"
"Awww auntie you two went out like a date?!" She asked her voice raising high in excitement.
"What no!?" Barbara yelped in defense as she held her hands up in the air. "We just went out, talked, and ate." She explained releasing she just described a date. "But it wasn't a date, right Randal?" She stated looking at the tall guy who averted his eyes again to the opposite side she was standing. He whistled rubbing the back of his neck with his hand again. "Randal!?" She asked again.
"Welll...I see you two have some issues to work out...well good night dad, auntie!" She said running up the stairs.
"Our conversation isn't over young lady, were gonna talk about your punishment tomorrow morning!" He yelled from the living room taking a seat on the jumped on couch. He threw his hands up to his face in pain and relief. One of his hands landing on his still leaking wound. "Augh so angry I forgot to cover this up the first thing I got here." He growled giving a quick tap. He felt a small stink making him jump back up.
Barbara finally took a seat next to him a little nervous what to say next. She tried to get a good look of it but was stopped as he gripped her wrist gently. "Mind if I see it?" She winced getting a quick nod before he cooled off laying back on the couch.
She looked down at the wound giving a tap to the leaking pour. The red substance that had already leaked out had dried but it didn't cover up the wound making leak even more. "Wow still burning?"
"Yeah." Randal responded. "Hey can you get me some bandages from the kitchen they're on the bottom shelf in one of cabins.
"Sure thing dude."She stopped up from the couch, in minutes returned with a small package of bandages. She opened it picking out just one the right size to cover the entire wound. The bandage was slowly un-clipped, placing the the healing pad right on top of the leaking sour making sure the sticky ends didn't any blood that was still wet. What she didn't notice was as she lifted herself up to patch the wound she accidentally gave Randal a good view of her bust. "There, you sure you don't need anesthetic first?" she asked lowering down to face him who was giving a goofy smile.
"It alright...but maybe a it needs a boo boo kiss?" He teased lowering his head down for the cut to be in front of her lips.
"Really?"
"Yes really." He teased again. Barbara sighed willing just pressed her lips on the bandage.
"Oh I feel so much better...you know if you did this when you-"
"Dude there is no way I'm kissing your dick!" She yelled mortified.
"I was not thinking that..." He yelped back. "But now that you brought it up..."
"Not gonna!"
"Fine." He pouted. There was just silence between them, the way she was looking down at the floor. He moved himself a little closer to her, placing both of his arms up on the back of the couch, one his arms behind her shoulders. "Something on your mind?" He asked in a calm tone.
"Nothing its just...you didn't answer when I asked you, you thought it was a date." She looked up at his light blue orbs. "Mine if I ask why?"
Randal didn't even responded he choked on the words he wanted to release, each second he wanted it be released was the same second Barbra's questionable glare made it even harder to say something.
"Did you think of it as a date?" She asked the man looking deeply into those orbs as they shifted to the left. "You know most silent responses mean yes..." She stated seeing as he looked down at his lap.
"i'm sorry..." He finally responded looking up this time no smile. "I been trying to find the perfect way to ask you for months but I keep getting..."
"Tongue tide?"
"Yeah. When I had to come to ST. Louis for Alanna I tried seeing if I could use the opportunity to show you..."
"You mean trick me into one?"
"Yeah I guess. I didn't know when to show you the restaurant today was the birthday, and I wanted to spend the entire day tomorrow with Alanna so I guess night was the best chance to show you my childhood restaurant." He stated again finally looking up seeing she had her head down with her cheeks turning bright red. "Look I know this just made things awkward and all but-" He was stopped when she pressed her lips on his cheek.
"It's okay Randal. I'm flattered you went through the difficulty of how to ask me out and all but next time I prefer to be asked then tricked." She giggled getting off the couch. "Come on you may need some help cleaning up the kitchen, you don't want rats coming in now do you." She giggled again before walking the kitchen to pick up the cereal bits.
She left the tall guy still on the couch with a warming smile as he saw her walk in the next room. He rubbed the cheek she just kissed sighing in relief for another time. "Finally Randal Orton you did it you finally did it." He said to himself with another sigh.
Review!
Took so long as always.
The song that put it was actually during at moment when I was reading a famous fanfic known as My Immortal, now we all know the main character is a fan of My Chemical Romance and so am I so that's why the song is in there.
Also I want to thank JohnCenaRKOFanFover for helping me with this idea.
This chapter was suppose to be long but I really wanted to get it in, so the next one will be longer then I was thinking it to be P: