T Bond's Adventure In Cameron, North Carolina
By XtremeHardyzGrl231
©2001XtremeHardyzGrl1231
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Disclaimer: I do not own Team Xtreme or anyone from the WWF or WCW. I do not own Liger…Jeff Hardy owns Liger. I do not own T Bond or Tiny…T Bond owns Tiny. Reading what I just wrote, it sounds like I don't own anything…and for the most part that's true. I'm only in possession of overactive imagination and computer. This story is not intended to offend anyone (or any animal), so please don't sue me. This story is a tribute to one of the funniest fan fic writers ever T Bond, and my favorite wrestler Jeff Hardy.
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Chapter Two: Part 2 of 3
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In Cameron, North Carolina…
"Turn right here," T Bond sighed for the millionth time so far today and did as he was told…he sure as hell didn't want her to use the flyswatter again. Len had made him walk for the past 20 minutes, and still hadn't told him the purpose of the torture she was putting him through.
"Why are you making me do this?" He found out that he could respond to her in his head and therefore wasn't necessary for him to talk out loud.
"Because I can." The voice in his head sounded amused and stubborn. T Bond rolled his eyes.
"Payback is a bitch you know."
"Yeah, yeah. Threats are a sign of weakness." Len laughed. "Besides, I'm sure you'll have fun with Jeff today."
"I should of known Jeff Hardy would be involved somehow. You know, obsession isn't healthy!" T Bond snickered out loud.
"I'm not obsessed with him! I'm just a really devoted fan!"
"Yeah right, tell me, is that restraining order still in effect?"
"Stop being such a smart ass, Jeff never put a restraining order on me!"
"Not yet…just wait till he actually meets you." T Bond smiled evilly and knew he had hit a sore spot.
"YOU ARE SUCH A JERK!" Len shrieked. T Bond yelled out as the flyswatter appeared suddenly and started to beat the crap out of him.
"Stop! I'm sorry! I take it back!" The flyswatter disappeared again and T Bond sighed with relief.
"Now say something like that again and I'll tell everyone your full name! And that includes your middle name!"
"YOU WOULDN'T!"
"Try me!"
"Bitch."
"Damn right I'm a bitch. In this case the word bitch has a special meaning. (B)eing (I)n (T)otal (C)ontrol of (H)im." T Bond yelped as the flyswatter came back to emphasis each letter.
"Can we just get this over with?" T Bond mumbled and rubbed his sore head.
"Yeah I guess. Anyways, Jeff's house is just down the street…it's the last one no the right."
"You would know…"
"What was that? Never mind, it's whatever. But remember, I have a flyswatter and full knowledge of your name."
With that, T Bond trudged down the street in defeat.
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To be continued…
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Well that's the second part of this story! The next chapter will be long and the last of this series! Oh yeah, please review, the flyswatter says so!
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By XtremeHardyzGrl231
©2001XtremeHardyzGrl1231
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Disclaimer: I do not own Team Xtreme or anyone from the WWF or WCW. I do not own Liger…Jeff Hardy owns Liger. I do not own T Bond or Tiny…T Bond owns Tiny. Reading what I just wrote, it sounds like I don't own anything…and for the most part that's true. I'm only in possession of overactive imagination and computer. This story is not intended to offend anyone (or any animal), so please don't sue me. This story is a tribute to one of the funniest fan fic writers ever T Bond, and my favorite wrestler Jeff Hardy.
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Chapter Two: Part 2 of 3
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In Cameron, North Carolina…
"Turn right here," T Bond sighed for the millionth time so far today and did as he was told…he sure as hell didn't want her to use the flyswatter again. Len had made him walk for the past 20 minutes, and still hadn't told him the purpose of the torture she was putting him through.
"Why are you making me do this?" He found out that he could respond to her in his head and therefore wasn't necessary for him to talk out loud.
"Because I can." The voice in his head sounded amused and stubborn. T Bond rolled his eyes.
"Payback is a bitch you know."
"Yeah, yeah. Threats are a sign of weakness." Len laughed. "Besides, I'm sure you'll have fun with Jeff today."
"I should of known Jeff Hardy would be involved somehow. You know, obsession isn't healthy!" T Bond snickered out loud.
"I'm not obsessed with him! I'm just a really devoted fan!"
"Yeah right, tell me, is that restraining order still in effect?"
"Stop being such a smart ass, Jeff never put a restraining order on me!"
"Not yet…just wait till he actually meets you." T Bond smiled evilly and knew he had hit a sore spot.
"YOU ARE SUCH A JERK!" Len shrieked. T Bond yelled out as the flyswatter appeared suddenly and started to beat the crap out of him.
"Stop! I'm sorry! I take it back!" The flyswatter disappeared again and T Bond sighed with relief.
"Now say something like that again and I'll tell everyone your full name! And that includes your middle name!"
"YOU WOULDN'T!"
"Try me!"
"Bitch."
"Damn right I'm a bitch. In this case the word bitch has a special meaning. (B)eing (I)n (T)otal (C)ontrol of (H)im." T Bond yelped as the flyswatter came back to emphasis each letter.
"Can we just get this over with?" T Bond mumbled and rubbed his sore head.
"Yeah I guess. Anyways, Jeff's house is just down the street…it's the last one no the right."
"You would know…"
"What was that? Never mind, it's whatever. But remember, I have a flyswatter and full knowledge of your name."
With that, T Bond trudged down the street in defeat.
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To be continued…
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Well that's the second part of this story! The next chapter will be long and the last of this series! Oh yeah, please review, the flyswatter says so!
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