SmackDown Filming: September 4, 2012
Randy looks at me as I walk into the locker-room. "So I was talking to Kenny earlier."
"Yeah?" I comment. "That is nothing new. You're always talking to him."
"He told me something that might interest you."
"What's that?"
"Tyler is dating again. He has a girlfriend. I guess he's wanting to introduce her to us at his birthday in a couple weeks."
"Oh, why didn't he tell us?"
"I guess he was worried about how'd you respond, considering how things were between you and his last girlfriend."
"Camille was a bitch. I don't even think she was even really interested in him anymore after she realized you were his brother-in-law. He deserves so much better than that."
"I agree, but we'll have to give her a chance."
"Well, of course, but I still don't understand why he couldn't just tell the two of us."
Randy walked over and put his hands on my shoulders. "I know that does upset you, but it's not anything worth causing issues over."
"I know. Did Kenny say anything about her specifically?"
"Her name is Lauren. She's in our age range. Kenny has met her, and she left a good impression."
I nod. "Okay. I'll give her a chance when we meet her."
"You should. Anyway, do you have anything going on tonight?"
"I do not. I'm assuming you do."
"It's Dolph Ziggler again."
"I am just gonna assume that you're always facing him."
"I face him more than I used to face Cena."
I laugh. "You used to face Cena a lot."
Randy laughs. "No kidding."
"I'm excited to get back home to our bed tomorrow."
"Me too. You've been sleeping less."
"Get me back in our bed, and that'll change."
"I'm sure it will. I'm going to get ready for my match."
"Okay, you do that."
Randy and I watched from guerilla as Damien Sandow, who was still relatively new to the roster, was cutting a promo in the ring. Randy had asked SmackDown general manager Booker T if he could face Sandow as well tonight because the man quite annoyed Randy, and Randy figured it'd be nice to face someone other than Dolph.
"Man, this guy irritates me." Randy mutters.
I smile as I look at him. "I know."
"He's thinking he's so smart, but I bet you're smarter than him."
I laugh. "Maybe I am."
Randy laughed. "I'm going to interrupt him now. Are you coming?"
I grin. "I am right behind you."
I hear voices in my head
They council me
They understand
They talk to me…
Sandow stops talking as Randy and I head towards the ring.
"What could you possibly have to say that would add to this discussion?" Sandow asks as Randy and I enter the ring.
"My name is Randy Orton, and I'm not here to add to the discussion. I'm here to fight. I told Booker T that my original opponent for tonight could wait. I wanna face you."
"See, this is not right. Booker T can't just go around…"
"Now wait a minute, he can, and he did." Randy throws his microphone and gestures for me to exit the ring.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
I'm here to show the world
I'm here to show the world
Come on
Bring it on…
Dolph and Vickie make their way down the ramp and headed to Commentary.
Randy and Sandow circle around the ring before locking up. Randy took Sandow to the ground with a Headlock. Sandow escapes and gets Randy in a Headlock. Randy escapes and once again locks in his own Headlock. Sandow gets Randy into the ropes, but Randy hits Sandow with a Shoulder Tackle. Damien rolls out of the ring and starts to head backstage. Sandow gets counted out.
"Here is your winner, Randy Orton!"
Randy and I exchange a look as Dolph and Vickie get up from commentary and start heading in my direction. Dolph and Randy get in each other's faces before they exchange punches. Randy rolls Dolph into the ring. As Randy slides into the ring, Dolph attacks Randy. Dolph runs at Randy, but Randy catches him with a Scoop Slam.
When Randy gets up, Sandow grabs him from behind, but Randy catches him with the RKO. Dolph escapes and runs up the ramp with Vickie. Randy glares at them from the ring. I climb into the ring to stand next to Randy.
Randy pulled me next to him. "I'm so gonna get my payback on them one of these days."
I nod. "You will."
"Feel free to help with that."
"I actually have an idea that we can talk about backstage."
"I'm all ears."
Randy walks back into our locker-room after he had been called to Booker T's office. "So I have a match at Night of Champions now."
I cross my arms as I look at him from the couch. "Is it against Dolph Ziggler?"
"You know it. I wanted to get my hands on him sooner than Night of Champions though."
"Well, how about we go with my plan? That way we can."
"What exactly is your plan?"
"Well, we both are irritated with the two of them. I want to get payback on them. Vickie is trying to get AJ out of the general manager position, so AJ doesn't like Vickie. AJ isn't allowed to beat up Vickie, but I am."
"I'm hearing a Mixed Tag Team match."
"Now, you get it. That's my plan."
"How are you going to make sure AJ will schedule the match before making us other matches?"
I smirk. "I have her phone number."
"Call her, Rissa."
I pick up my phone and call AJ Lee.
AJ: "Hello?"
Me: "Hey, AJ, it's Marissa Orton. I have an idea for a match on Raw next Monday that I really want and think you would love."
AJ: "Okay, I'm not even close to having the match card planned, so I'll listen to what you're wanting to suggest."
Me: "Thanks. I want a Mixed Tag Team match. I want it to be me and amazing husband Randy against Dolph Ziggler and Vickie Guerrero."
AJ: "I love it. Consider it done."
Me: "Thank you so much."
AJ: "Absolutely. See you Monday."
AJ ends the call.
I look at Randy. "It's done."
