Message Through a Wire
A fic by The Angel
Chapter Four: The Pic
You never really do know who's on the other end of that instant message…
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Stephanie raised her eyebrow in distress. "Geez… Maybe I can go onto a hot porn site, get a good brunette, and send it. Maybe that will get him off my back." Stephanie clicked onto a site.
She wrinkled her nose in disgust when they intro popped up. "Geez, what have I got myself into?" She clicked on the first brunette she saw and saved it on her hard drive.
"Let's just hope that no one logs on here." Stephanie prayed as she clicked 'save.'
The doorbell rang, and Stephanie sighed and logged off her computer completely. "Who is it?" She asked, putting her eye through the peephole. "Chris Jericho." Stephanie groaned. "What do you want?" Chris smiled and stepped into the house, but only got shoved by Stephanie.
"I didn't say you were invited in." Chris smirked at her. "Well, I invited myself in." Stephanie shrugged. "Any particular reason why?" Chris rolled his eyes. "Yes, there is in fact. I was just stopping by." Stephanie placed her hands on her hips.
She closed the door and rolled her eyes. "Fine. Come, sit down." Chris Jericho plopped down on the crimson couch. "Nice place you got here." He commented casually. She eyed him. "Don't start with the compliments." Chris held up his hands. "All right, all right."
"Do you want coffee?" Stephanie handed Chris a blue mug. Chris took it and looked at it suspiciously. He poked a finger on the brim. "Are you sure this isn't hot mud, Steph?" Stephanie snorted at him. "Please, Chris. You think you have me all figured out. I would never stoop that low."
She walked back into the kitchen, whistling innocently as she went. "Oh, you have the latest laptop version! Can I check it out?" Chris pleaded. Stephanie looked at Chris as if he had five heads. "What makes you think I would POSSIBLY agree to that?"
"Fine, whatever." Chris set down his mug and headed for the door. "Oh, leaving so soon?" Chris nodded and smirked. "Yes, as sad as it may be. You know, I really do enjoy these brief visits that we share." And with that, he left.
Stephanie decided that BREAKDOWNDAWALL1 was waiting for her pic, and she decided to get a scanner today.
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"Okay…Setup." Stephanie made a face at her newest computer accessory. "Now all I have to do is connect the red thingie to the blue thingie… Wait. That would cause an explosion!" Stephanie blew the bangs away from her face and sighed.
I can really use a computer whiz to help me, she thought. Shane was really good with this, but he away at the WWF headquarters. She shrugged. "I can handle it," She told herself. She connected the scanner to her tower, and it caused a big huff of smoke.
Chris was very good with computers. Stephanie thought she could get the room where Chris was staying and ask him to connect her scanner. "But why would I want to call Chris Jericho?" Stephanie asked herself, bending over to connect another wire. "Because you have a thing for him," The evil side of her whispered. "I do not!" Stephanie proclaimed.
"He's just very good with computers." She told herself. This was giving her a headache. "Can I just connect this fucking thing!" She screamed. She pulled the wires out, causing more smoke.
"Not good." Stephanie coughed. "Great." Stephanie reread the passage on connecting it, and smiled when it finally came up without any smoke. Clearing the area of any wires and such, Stephanie quickly logged on and blocked everyone.
But then she doubted something. What if this guy went into the site and saw "her" picture there? He would think she was some slut! "Not a good idea. Well, might as well send me one of me. Hope he is slow and thinks it's just one of my regular fan pictures."
She scanned a picture of herself from when she went to a dinner party at the Hardyz. She sent it to BREAKDOWNDAWALL1, and unblocked everyone.
BREAKDOWNDAWALL1: Hi. Nice pic. But next time, send me one of YOU.
DominantGirl00: Yeah, well, that's the nicest pic I have of Stephanie McMahon. And I sorta look like her.
Chris Jericho printed out the picture. In the background, he could make out a faint shadow of Vince, Jeff, and he could see Lita's arm sticking out. This was the Hardy dinner party. No one knew about this except the people that attended.
Now it all made sense. The screen name- DominantGirl00. The profession- I am the boss. I rule over everyone. Chris chuckled and stroked his chin. Well, as long as he was talking to the Billion Dollar Princess, he might as well screw with her mind.