Part 5
Francine runs through a large hallway in the back of the skydome. A million things are running through her head, like how much damage did her new move, the H.C. Bomb, do (it was her first time actually doing it on someone), and if the others got out, and how the hell she was going to get out herself. The WWF crew around were beginning to realize who she was, and they were giving her weird looks. She was beginning to worry. Her black and red n.W.o. shirt was doused in sweat. She felt dizzy and really warm. But she ran on, looking for an exit or someplace to hide. Francine cut a corner and came up solid, and fell onto her back. She looked up. "Oh crap." Scott Hall was looking down upon her menacingly. "We've been lookin' for you little bitches!" He said, flicking his tooth pick at her. "Who said you could use our good name! Your going to be in a world a hurt, you little." BANG. His face contorted in confusion, then he fell onto his face, right in before Francine. Francine looked up. Tammy was leaning against the concrete wall, chair in hand. "Men always fall at my feet." She said with a sly smile. "Thanks Sunny," was all Francine could say. She was completely overjoyed that Sunny had saved her from sudden death. "Thanks a lot." "Don't mention it." Replied Sunny, still smiling, "We gotta stick together. Now lets go. I know the way out." Sunny lead Francine down a few move hallways, pushing cameramen out of her way as she went. One got as bold as to ask for an interview and grabbing Francine by the hand as they ran, and got a punch in lip from Sunny for his troubles. She lead Francine through an exit and into a indoor parking lot. The red Hummer was waiting for them. As soon as they both jumped into the back seat, it peeled out of there and sped down the street. When Francine was able to catch her breath she looked around. Torrie was driving the beast of an automobile, and singing along with the words to "Last Night" by the Strokes, blasting on the stereo. Trish sat in the passenger seat looking at her bloody knuckles. She looked back and noticed Francine watching her, and explained to her that she had gotten into a fight with Debra along the way. "She's not so pretty anymore." Said Trish, making Francine laugh. "She was never that pretty to begin with." Added Torrie. Sunny was sitting in the middle, next to Francine, and next to her sat Stacy. They were discussing Sunny and francine's run in with Scott Hall. "Screw em'. If they don't appreciate what we're doing here, then it's their loss." Said Stacy. "Who needs men anyways!?" yelled Torrie. "Yeah, who cares about them?" added Trish. "We're N.W.O. whether they like it or not." "Dam straight!" said Sunny. " Who needs em?" The Hummer sped down the street. It slowed, and turned into an ally. There the red Limo was waiting. "Ok," said Trish "Who wants to ride with me?" "I do." Said Stacy. "Lets go then." Replied Trish, and they both left to get in the Limo. "Where are we going?" asked Francine after they were back on the road. "We gotta be in Texas by next Monday for RAW." Answered Torrie, " So sleep if you can, its gonna be a long drive." Francine soon fell into asleep, leaning on Sunny's shoulder. Sunny put her arm around Francine's neck, and was soon asleep herself. After all, they had both had a pretty wild day.
Part 6
Francine woke up early that next morning. Torrie was sleeping next to her in the back seat now. Francine yawned, stretched, and then crawled up into the passenger seat. Sunny was driving, and bobbing her head to the tune of Weezer's "The Good Life". "Morning sunshine," greeted Sunny. "hungry?" "yeah." Answered Francine. They stopped for food at a McDonalds, and drove the rest of the day, only stopping for lunch, dinner, and bathroom breaks. The red Limo followed them, and stopped whenever they did. At about 9:00 Sunny and Torrie decided that they didn't want to drive all night again, so they stopped at the next Motel. Trish, Torrie, and Stacy shared a double room, and Sunny and Francine shared a single. The single room had a couch, so Francine told Sunny to take the bed and she'll sleep on the couch. Sunny striped to an n.W.o. shirt and a pair of black panties and crawled into her bed. Francine decided to get a shower, seeing how she hadn't had the chance in the last few days. After her shower she crawled into her make shift bed wearing her n.W.o. ReD shirt and a pair of red underwear. Her hair was still wet, but she was too tired to care. "Goodnight Francine." Said Sunny, comfortable tucked away in her bed. "Sunny" Francine said " Can I ask you something?" "Sure. What is it?" "Why did you join the n.W.o.?" "Oh.well, I guess its because I was fired from the WWF a few years back, and then when I finally found a job at ECW, and then WWF bought that out, and I was out of a job again. I want to give something back to them, I guess." Explain Sunny, sitting up now. "And besides, Trish, Stacy, Torrie, and even you Princess, are all pretty cool and make for good friends. And I was at a point in my life where I needed friends. And being n.W.o. is just fun." "Ok, thanks." Said Francine "I think I'm glad I joined." And with that Sunny feel into a deep sleep. Francine watched her for awhile, but even though she had a lot on her mind, she quickly fell into a pleasant dreamful sleep.
Francine runs through a large hallway in the back of the skydome. A million things are running through her head, like how much damage did her new move, the H.C. Bomb, do (it was her first time actually doing it on someone), and if the others got out, and how the hell she was going to get out herself. The WWF crew around were beginning to realize who she was, and they were giving her weird looks. She was beginning to worry. Her black and red n.W.o. shirt was doused in sweat. She felt dizzy and really warm. But she ran on, looking for an exit or someplace to hide. Francine cut a corner and came up solid, and fell onto her back. She looked up. "Oh crap." Scott Hall was looking down upon her menacingly. "We've been lookin' for you little bitches!" He said, flicking his tooth pick at her. "Who said you could use our good name! Your going to be in a world a hurt, you little." BANG. His face contorted in confusion, then he fell onto his face, right in before Francine. Francine looked up. Tammy was leaning against the concrete wall, chair in hand. "Men always fall at my feet." She said with a sly smile. "Thanks Sunny," was all Francine could say. She was completely overjoyed that Sunny had saved her from sudden death. "Thanks a lot." "Don't mention it." Replied Sunny, still smiling, "We gotta stick together. Now lets go. I know the way out." Sunny lead Francine down a few move hallways, pushing cameramen out of her way as she went. One got as bold as to ask for an interview and grabbing Francine by the hand as they ran, and got a punch in lip from Sunny for his troubles. She lead Francine through an exit and into a indoor parking lot. The red Hummer was waiting for them. As soon as they both jumped into the back seat, it peeled out of there and sped down the street. When Francine was able to catch her breath she looked around. Torrie was driving the beast of an automobile, and singing along with the words to "Last Night" by the Strokes, blasting on the stereo. Trish sat in the passenger seat looking at her bloody knuckles. She looked back and noticed Francine watching her, and explained to her that she had gotten into a fight with Debra along the way. "She's not so pretty anymore." Said Trish, making Francine laugh. "She was never that pretty to begin with." Added Torrie. Sunny was sitting in the middle, next to Francine, and next to her sat Stacy. They were discussing Sunny and francine's run in with Scott Hall. "Screw em'. If they don't appreciate what we're doing here, then it's their loss." Said Stacy. "Who needs men anyways!?" yelled Torrie. "Yeah, who cares about them?" added Trish. "We're N.W.O. whether they like it or not." "Dam straight!" said Sunny. " Who needs em?" The Hummer sped down the street. It slowed, and turned into an ally. There the red Limo was waiting. "Ok," said Trish "Who wants to ride with me?" "I do." Said Stacy. "Lets go then." Replied Trish, and they both left to get in the Limo. "Where are we going?" asked Francine after they were back on the road. "We gotta be in Texas by next Monday for RAW." Answered Torrie, " So sleep if you can, its gonna be a long drive." Francine soon fell into asleep, leaning on Sunny's shoulder. Sunny put her arm around Francine's neck, and was soon asleep herself. After all, they had both had a pretty wild day.
Part 6
Francine woke up early that next morning. Torrie was sleeping next to her in the back seat now. Francine yawned, stretched, and then crawled up into the passenger seat. Sunny was driving, and bobbing her head to the tune of Weezer's "The Good Life". "Morning sunshine," greeted Sunny. "hungry?" "yeah." Answered Francine. They stopped for food at a McDonalds, and drove the rest of the day, only stopping for lunch, dinner, and bathroom breaks. The red Limo followed them, and stopped whenever they did. At about 9:00 Sunny and Torrie decided that they didn't want to drive all night again, so they stopped at the next Motel. Trish, Torrie, and Stacy shared a double room, and Sunny and Francine shared a single. The single room had a couch, so Francine told Sunny to take the bed and she'll sleep on the couch. Sunny striped to an n.W.o. shirt and a pair of black panties and crawled into her bed. Francine decided to get a shower, seeing how she hadn't had the chance in the last few days. After her shower she crawled into her make shift bed wearing her n.W.o. ReD shirt and a pair of red underwear. Her hair was still wet, but she was too tired to care. "Goodnight Francine." Said Sunny, comfortable tucked away in her bed. "Sunny" Francine said " Can I ask you something?" "Sure. What is it?" "Why did you join the n.W.o.?" "Oh.well, I guess its because I was fired from the WWF a few years back, and then when I finally found a job at ECW, and then WWF bought that out, and I was out of a job again. I want to give something back to them, I guess." Explain Sunny, sitting up now. "And besides, Trish, Stacy, Torrie, and even you Princess, are all pretty cool and make for good friends. And I was at a point in my life where I needed friends. And being n.W.o. is just fun." "Ok, thanks." Said Francine "I think I'm glad I joined." And with that Sunny feel into a deep sleep. Francine watched her for awhile, but even though she had a lot on her mind, she quickly fell into a pleasant dreamful sleep.