ST Louis July 13, 2014
The day after the big confession and the big bullet that could have been shot anytime. Randal and Barbara slept soundly on the huge circular mattress, their low sound snores filling the room though Randal was gripping on his sleeping partner stronger than before. Usually there was space between his front and her back anbvs one arm played as Barbara's pillow while the other played part of her blanket, but now there was almost no space between the bodies, one of his hands giving her small lazy circles on her tummy through the white t shirt she wore to bed.
Back at the now eight year old Orton's room, she finally woken up from her slumber as the annoying sun kept shining right in her eyes. One of the reasons why she always hated having her bed near the window, the other one involved stormy nights when a tree branch hit the glass and with all the raining & lighting her little girl mind would think it would be human hand. But enough about her little child fears she got herself off her matching pink bed making her way to her father's room.
"Daddd…..I'm hungry." She moaned getting no answer as she rubbed her eyes. There was only a moan of laziness as her dad rubbed his forehead.
"Alright just give me five more minutes." Randal moaned wrapping his arm back around Barbara's torso returning to his some circles on her tummy.
"Noo I'm really hungry." She moaned again.
"Uuuhhh Alanna just six more minutes." He moaned again.
"That even more long." She moaned as well looking at the nightstand seeing the room lamp next to it was the magazine. She walked over to it grabbing the magazine with her auntie on the cover; she walked over to the other side of the bed climbing on it. "Auntie…" She moaned with the magazine in hand.
Barbara sat up rubbing her eyes before taking the magazine in her hand. "Oh Alanna what's this?" She asked still rubbing one of her eyes preventing her from getting a good view of what she was holding.
"It's the magazine daddy has of you." She cheered in a low tone trying not to wake her father.
Barbara finally gained her vision seeing the magazine completely, with a little dry white substance right were her face was. "Oh my…." She was flushed Nathan wasn't lying at all, though the thought of him wanting to aim at her face was his sexual kink and she wasn't gonna judge him on it. "Wow your dad really needs to start hiding his stuff; if an eight year old can find it then it might as well be on the table." She stated gently stepping off the bed, trying not to wake Randal either.
"Auntie Barbie can you make breakfast, daddy is still sleepy."
"I have no idea how to make food Alanna, maybe their some still leftover cereal?"
"Maybe."
"I'll go check but you should brush your teeth first, you don't want your dad complaining now do you?"
"No." She responded getting of the bed as well. "Come you need to brush your teeth as well." She tugged on her hand leading her to the bathroom.
"But I don't have a toothbrush?"
"You can use daddy's, you share the same bed and he can brush as much as he wants his breath always stinks."
"Okay I guess."
Ten minutes later Randal awaken as his body stopped playing treasure hunt for the brunette's, each time coming up short to only feeling her remaining body marks she have left on the bed. He himself rubbed his own eyes, pulling down at his blue boxers before walking to step into the bathroom as well.
"So remind me again why did you create a mess with the cereal boxes, while your dad and I were gone?" Barbara asked pouring whatever wasn't eaten of the Recess Puffs cereal box into a while bowl.
"Well it happened a little something like this…" Alanna started. "I went down stairs to get a snack because I just finished a level on the game you and daddy bought me. I called dad a few times and realized you two left."
"That still doesn't explain how you even got open the cereal boxes?" She responded now pouring in milk into the bowl with few spoon full drops of sugar.
"I claimed on the table." She stated in cheerful childlike tone. Her bowl of cereal placed in front of her on the table. "Thank you." She thanked, Randal walking into the room still in his dark sleep shorts with his already used tooth brush in hand.
"Alanna have you been using my tooth brush to brush your hair again?!" He asked tasting a flavor then the brush's usual pale taste.
"No it was auntie!" Alanna pointed at her.
"Yeah sorry about that dude, just really didn't want to spend the entire day with morning breathe." Barbara stated nervously.
"Oh, never mind just give me a head up next time okay." He responded back walking back to the bathroom and returning seconds after. "So you eaten yet?" He asked the brunette who already took a seat next to Alanna.
"No I can't cook, and if I could I would have been using someone else's kitchen & food."
"Nonsense Barbara I wouldn't mind, this isn't even my official home, come on I'll make you some waffles and scramble eggs."
"Aw thanks, usually I just go and buy breakfast mostly when were on the road."
"Come let me show you, that why you'll won't go wasting money in the morning." He stated taking the pans and waffle iron front the open cabinets that he previously opened above him before placing them down neatly on the stone made table in front of him.
"Sure it's beats sitting around waiting for someone to make me food." She giggled getting a chuckle from him as she got herself up from her seat.
"Awww I want waffles too!" Alanna moaned placing her spoon in her bowl of already finished cereal.
"Don't worry I'll make some for all of us." Her father applied plugging the waffle iron.
A few minutes Randal had already poured all the need ingredients into a blue mixing bowl, he gave it a few sters slowly pouring it down on the bottom center of flatten iron part.
The time needed for them to take the right form was completed with them cooling off as they were stacked up on a blue plate.
"Okay now time for the eggs." Randal said placing a pan on a stove that was lit by one of the knobs. "Alright see how I have it at a certain angle Barbie, that who your suppose to have it." He pointed out.
"Can't you just increase the heat and decrease the minutes it needs to be on the pan?" She asked seeing as the guy shot his head instantly up from the knobs.
"No! You have it keep it the same heat and the same amount of time, no less, no more!" He angrily but seeing how she didn't jump she knew he was raising his voice for laughs.
"If you say so 'Chef Orton'" Barbara said with her hands up in defense.
"Yeah, now go get Chef Orton some eggs from the fridge please."
"Sure." She turned over to the double steel doors opening one, bending down to get the eggs on the down portion. She bended down, forgetting that she was letting Randal get a good of her rear.
The tall guy's attention was turned from the stove & pan as he leaned back to try to get complete view from the back.
"Focus on the food dad." Alanna stated seeing the transaction happening right in front of her. Her sentence shot her father back into reality from his certain thoughts to lean upwards to focus on the stove again. Barbara vertically stood up with the egg carton in hand, confused of what Alanna stated she looked back between the daughter and father, one giving a smile while the other averted his eyes.
She placed the carton on the stone table getting a thank you as Randal picked and cracked a few eggs, throwing the white weak shells into the trash can. "Now the key Barbara is to get all up in there, you have to give it a good swings & swirls." He state pulling out the spatula from the drawer.
He griped the pan's handle, starting to spin and swirl the yellow yolk in a steady speed, enough for it to dissolve apart in the pan. "See my spinning that's how it suppose to be okay?" He said looking back at the brunette from the pan. "You see my pace, do you Chef Orton's pace?"
"Yes I see Chef Orton's pace." She giggled
"Okay then show your teacher what you learned." He handed her the spatula.
"Okay, okay." She took the position Randal had in front of the stove as he moved behind her supervising as he made he nervous but each deep breathe he took. His puff of air hitting her the back of her neck as she gave a stir to the yolk. "Your heavy breathing is soothing right now." She stated nervously.
"Explains your swirls, here like this." He cupped the back of her hand with his own assisting with with a few swirls.
Her pace picked up to the right tone as Randal said it had to be. "There now your getting it." He stated looking down at her.
"Yeah I would get it even faster if you let me stir it myself." She responded back looking up to meet his eyes with her own.
Everything just fade away for a moment from the sound of the eggs baking with the same that was being produced by it. With each second of their eye contact the memories of what accrued last night played between them. Every giggle, very word they traded with each other, and every encounter they had together with some random person.
"Auntie, daddy I think the eggs are burning." Alanna stated snapping both of them from their shared illusion.
"Oh right of course." Barbara responded going back to her swinging.
"Yeah your almost done."
Breakfast was finally made and chewed down. Randal and Barbara both volunteered to clean the dishes. "Hey if I'm not doing them then I'm okay with that." Alanna said stepping off from her chair making her way back to the room.
"You do know you don't have to help me if you don't want to." Randal claimed as he placed the dishes in the sink with Barbara placing the cups in after.
"I know but what kind of guest I would be if I didn't help out."
Battleground Tampa Florida July 20, 2014
"And well this is my little apartment." Barbara stated injecting the key in the key hole giving it a turn to the right. The rest of the guys taking part of the PPV were staying at the hotel but she wanted to rest in her own bed for the night. Though Randal was about to register to the hotel with the other contenders but she offered to rest with her for the night with Alanna of course.
She pushed the wooden door open Alanna running in and slumping herself on the couch as her father was still on the phone for some reason. Though it was bothering how each time she tried to get his attention away from the phone to his ear he gently raised his palm up to her face.
"Randal." She said trying to get his attention again a gentle palm to the face.
"Yeah, do you have a time before 8pm? I have to be somewhere and you don't do late night appointments." He said to the other man on the phone. "No there just two small ones nothing to big."
"Are you talking about your nut sack dude?!" Barbara asked surprised her eyes widen a little.
Randal pulled his head back from his phone his eyes darting right at her for her comment feeling again his manhood insulted only this time emotionally and directly. "Can both of them yes or no?" He asked turning back to his phone. "Alright good I'll swing by you with her in a few hours."
"Can I say something now?"
"Yes sure and just for the record my 'area' is not small what so ever!" He spat in a silly remark.
"Sure it isn't."
"It's not." He pouted. "Because it was large enough to contain her." Randal pointed at his daughter who had no clue what conversation was going on between them.
"What are you talking about?" Alanna asked.
"Well talk about it when your older." Randal remarked.
"To be honest when I first saw Alanna I thought she was adopted." Barbara said
"Hmmmm..."
"Anyway I guess I'll you two around my apartment, while your dad boast about his being bigger than mine."
"Were still talking about the apartment right?"
"I have no idea what that means, but let's play tour guide with auntie dad." Alanna said getting herself off the beaten up couch starting to tug on her hand.
"Alright then here's the living room slash kitchen, kitchen is over there." Barbara started out pointing a corner of the room were the kitchen requirements are, nothing fancy just a simple one door fridge, a little rusty stove and a sink with a few cabinets. The three walked into a small hallway Alanna playing the leader instead of the brunette.
"This is my bathroom." She stated opening one door before being tugged again. "And finally my bedroom." She opened the last door revealing it it was a big enough roundish bed, a closet build into a small desk at a corner with a lap top on it.
The room was lighten up with a few family photos of her dad and mom single or together. "Well that's the end of our tour...no if you'll excuse me..." Barbara said going up to her bed that had hello kitty covers she wasted no time getting her dirty combat boots on the bed as she started to jump up & down on it.
"Daddy I wanna jump up & down with auntie!" Alanna pointed at Barbara as she was giggling and twirling about with each jump.
"Alanna no your to grown for that." He stated receiving a pout.
"But I wanna!" Alanna cried.
"Then come on here and jump with me!" She cheered.
"Yay!" She hoped herself in the bed as well both of them giggling and laughing with each jump.
"Alanna get down from there, that's not yours." Randal demanded.
"No auntie says I can jump on it if I want." She shot back with silly scowl.
"Well daddy says he doesn't want you ruining her bed get down."
"Randal if you want to get her down then your just gonna have to come over here and get her down."
"Yeah daddy." She spat intersecting her own small hands with Barbara allowing them to jump at the same pace.
"Ugh I'm always the bad guy with you two aren't I?" He sighed taking off his boots to prevent anymore dirt to get on the bed. He just watched the two jump the smiling and giggling managed to bring a smile to his face.
"Don't just stand there, come join along." Barbara said letting Alanna let go of her hands letting the little girl continue at her own pace as Barbara stopped in front of Randal.
"Barbara I have jumped on a bed since I was ten." He stated.
"Seriously you haven't even thought about it when you first got your own place?"
"No its childish."
"No its not, come on try it." She said intersecting her hands with his. "Randal I'm not gonna get off this bed until you jump with me." Seeing how he wasn't jumping at all.
"Fine." He sighed starting to jump along with Barbara's pace. He looked down as their feet bounced into the air. He could hear more giggling coming from her that had brought another smile to his face.
"There's a smile." Barbara cheered, Randal's head going up in embarrassment.
"Oh hush." He spat though his smile grew as her comeback to him was her sticking her tongue out at him.
Randal took another jump this time gently throwing his body over hers, with both of them gently falling down on the bed Barbara landing on her back with Randal hovering over her. "Stick your tongue out again and I'm biting it." He said getting another stick of tongue pointed at him.
"Randal!" She yelped slipping her tongue back it her mouthing seeing as he tried to rip at it with his bare teeth.
"Hey I warned you."
Hours later
Primarily it was two hours before the Battleground PPV Barbara kept asking where they were going one hour early. As she recalled they were told to arrive at the stadium at 7 but the direction they were going wasn't at the stadium but at a small like building on a street a few blocks away from the stadium. "Seriously were are we going the stadium is that way, I think we actually already pass it." Barbara said seeing the guy leading her and Alanna to the building.
"Were here." He finally said something opening the door of the building.
"Hey daddy isn't this were you-"
"Ah, ah, ah don't ruin the surprise Alanna." He said closing the door as he finally entered himself. "Alright Barbie close your eyes." He said.
Barbara looked forward. In front of her was a staircase that seemed to have lead up to the second floor. "Are you about that?" She asked in worry.
"Don't worry I'll help with each step." He took one of her hands with his as his other covered her eyes. They finally reached the top, Randal looking up to see if the guy was still there. "Jordan you still here!?" Randal called looking around the second floor room. He could see the guy's working cart with it needles tucked in and his black sitting chair where his customers usually sit to inform him on what part of their body they want the ink drawings.
"Who's Jordan?" Barbara asked feeling as they both moved closer to the workstation.
"Yeah I'm here don't worry." The man stepped out of the other room he seemed to have more tattoos than Randal. "So this is the doll you informed me about?" He asked seeing as Randal's hand was still covering her eye site.
"Yep. Barbara remember when I informed you were I got my tattoos?"
"Yeah."
"Well meet the guy who done them." He finally removed his hand. "Meet Jordan."
"Jordan pleasure to meet you." Barbara responded shaking the man's hand. "So why are we here Randal?" She asked turning back at the other man.
"Well you told me how much you wanted a tattoo, and I thought why not the same place were I got mine." He smiled seeing how the look on her face she had as looked between them she seemed quite flattered. "So what do you ya say?"
"What do I say? You could have told me I would have brought money to get most of them done." Barbara said a little overwhelmed.
"Don't worry I got it covered just take a seat and let Jordan do what he does best." He said getting a gentle nod from her. She sat in the chair her hands on the ledges as she waited calmly for it the inking to start.
"So as I recall a shh tattoo on the index finger right?" Jordan asked getting a nod from her. "Alright hand please." He said moving his chair to the ledge were her hand rested on. He brought the needle the inner edge of the ring. He started from the bottom formatting a s, soon with three h's and three periods.
Jordan had finally finished with in fifteen minutes flat. "The pain will were off in a few minutes just don't touch it in a few minutes, now which side you want the Jewish star?" He asked.
"Oh right here." Barbara pointed to a hip bone that was on the other side of where he was sitting.
"Okay just let me get some more alcohol." He stood up from his seat making his way to the back room. Randal walking up to her looking down at her.
"So how's it feeling?" He asked refereeing to the first tattoo made.
"He said not to touch it for at least a few hours. The pain is wearing off a little so...I'm excited to see it when it's safe to touch it." Barbara said with Jordan entering back with a small bottle of medical alcohol as a small white wet pad.
"Alright Barbara if you don't mind lifting your shirt off a little." He asked.
"Sure." Barbara said lifting her gray shirt up though it seemed like her jeans were covering her hips.
"Oh...wow Barbara I believe I you have to pull down your..." He started out getting a double wide eye at him from her.
"Your gonna need some help with that." Randal started tugging on belt buckle, but got a snap on his hand once he touched the buckle.
"No thanks, I can do it myself." Barbara retorted starting undoing her jeans, pulling them down a bit but covered her revealing un-buckled area seeing as Randal was starring down at it.
"Randy please move out of the way or on the other side." Jordan said walking over to the other side of the chair to start the next the tattoo with his working ink needle in his hand.
"Okay." He said moving over to the other side as the other man started on the other side starting with a simple thin line before adding a thicker one once he completed.
The time that it took was almost and hour and a half but the start was finally completed with all the six points, the star covering her hip bone. "Is it done?" Barbara asked feeling as the needle removed but didn't ink again.
"Yep completely like I said don't touch it for a few hours." He said placing the working needle back in its holder. "Well it's done Randal." He announced as she got up from her chair.
"How you feeling?" Randal asked giving the amount of money to Jordan needed to pay both of the small ink parts.
"Yeah a little pain though but the previous one was is starting to wear off."
Raw July 28, 2014
Barbara waited right next to the doorway that led to the straight onto the stage of the square circle. She hasn't been booked for match for almost three weeks though she was here for Randal since they traveled together. Right now he was entering the main event match attacking Roman as he was told, but she didn't know she was smiling ever since Randal got on the scene. "Well you seem happy?" Nicholas said walking up behind her still in his ring gear and sweating out of it.
"Really I didn't notice." Barbara giggled looking to the blond. "So why are you still in your ring gear your match finished like an hour ago?"
"Had to do a Raw Fallout with the Usos." He responded.
"Oh, did you work things out with Roman?" She asked looking back up at the screen.
"Yeah turns out Summer didn't really need a male partner and she was suppose to kiss anyone that Fandango was against in a match, so they choose me randomly." He answered.
"Oh that's nice." She said a smile formed on her face as the camera gave Randal a close up as the guy slammed Roman to the barricade.
"Seriously what is so funny, your smiling every time the camera shifts to Randy what is soo..." Nick at the screen back at the brunette, coming up with a conclusion. "Are you and him..."
"What? NO!" Barbara spat looking back at him. "I mean...we been going out for three weeks only. Nothing to serious."
"Nothing to serious the guy finally had the balls to ask you out!" He yelped getting a the attention a few workers.
"Don't yell it out, its not that big of a deal!" She hissed. She looked around seeing as if anymore heads were turned to their attention. Thankfully those who had were going back to their ways.
"How did it happen?" He whispered.
"We just hang out at a restaurant, he took me to a bar after and well..."
"You had sex with him!?"
"No! I didn't even kiss him!"
"So did you guys ever kiss during the pass three weeks you were going out!?" He asked, both of them not realizing that the show was over and both of the men should be coming back to the backstage area.
"No but he-" She was stopped as Roman came back in the area as he held onto his eye.
"Ah! Did you really have to throw me to the pole!?" Roman hissed at Randal who was following behind him throw the door way.
"Hey you agreed to the attacks like a man and Hunter said I could do any type of attack." Randal responded seeing at the corner of his eye the brunette with her arms crossed and her head down. He didn't now why she was always acting this way, each time they were at work she kept her head down weather they were in front of a few wrestlers in catering or in front of Stephanie and Hunter whenever Randal was called and he always brought her along.
"Whatever Nick I'll be in the infirmary you can go and pack up in the locker room." He said getting a nod from the other man.
"Sure." He said as both walked off leaving the other two alone.
"You should go get checked up with Roman." Barbara said still looking down at the concrete floor.
Randal looked at the direction Roman was walking off to, there were still a few people there but they were minding their own business as some of them were wrapping up equipment for the next show. "Right of course." He looked back at her who was still trying her best from looking up.
He smirked he walked up to her from the position he was and with ease pulled her into his arms. She was shocked at first but with cheeks growing red as she looked up seeing him leaning nun to plan a kiss on the lips.
But as always the action was repeated with her stopping it completely as she placee her palm on his mouth stopping Randal entirely but getting a unpleased growl from him. "I'm sorry people will see us." She stated getting another growl from him.
Randal mentally sighed he removed one of his from her waist softly gripped her hand placing a kiss to the back of it before wa l off to the infirmary.
An hour later most wrestlers went to their vehicles preparing to travel to their next destination including Roman and Nicholas. Barbar waited for Randal to finish out of the shower as she was sitting next to Alanna on the couch. The little red head was still in her DS so she didn't have to worry about that.
She could hear the shower rinse being turned with the following of rinsing watering coming to an end. In her mind it was her que to prevent seeing the guy half naked.
She turned to the opposite side were the bathroom was though she didn't her the guy stepping out only seconds after he usually does. "Don't worry I brought a set of clothes with me so you can turn around he set standing in a simple white t shirt his usual sport knee shirts with his black wrestling boots.
"Right." Was all she said getting up from the couch. "We should get going."
"Thank you Captain Obvious." Randal retorted getting a tongue stuck out at him by the brunette. "Come on Alanna let's go."
The little girl was the first to walk out her eyes still glued to the DS. As Barbara followed her out the door she was stopped by a soft whisper to her ear. "You use those lips to tease me but you can't give me a treat?" Randal whispered softly to her ear.
The type of toned he used let her knew exactly what he was referring to which added more goosebumps to the collection Randal made on her arms with the tone he used.
"I..." She turned around at him and was at a lost of words.
Randal thought maybe he could see one and she wouldn't notice but the minute he brought his closer then it should be b her was given other palm to the lips. "Randal someone will see us." She moaned in worry.
He looked back at Alanna was was standing in place with her back turned them. "Alanna can you stay there for a few minutes Barbie forgot something." He said pulling Barbara in instantly when a nod cam from her.
The door was shut instantly but looked almost closed. Inside the room Randal had the brunette pinned behind a wall. His hands were on her but we're place on each side of her to keep her from moving. "So..." he started.
"Randal why are we-" She was cut short as he raised her head by the chin that gripped her with his thumb and index finger.
Finally he had gotten a full shot of her green eyes with our a destruction for a split second. He could tell she was getting nervous with each second that passed on but Randal was safering every moment.
She open her mouth just a bit to get a puff of air out but no words. But when found a word to say those parted punk lip s were caught with Randal's much rougher ones. He captured the moans the desperately wanted release but Randal's tongue denied it as he intruded and raid Barbara's mouth.
One moan did manage to escape as his roughly brave tongue rubbed and covered her shy and soft one. She gripped on his trying to get some build in release out but thankfully Randal slowly pulled away with a smirk.
They both heard a sudden click clip sound coming from the door getting both of their head turning to the door. "Ah! Abort mission cover is blown I repeat cover is blown!" Alanna shouted as her DS was pointed to them. She quickly ran out with her father yelling after her.
"Get back here and give me that camera!" Randal yelled leaving the flushed brunette in the room as he ran after his little girl.
Review sorry I've been a slagging off with the updates sometimes I feel like writing other times I don't.