Jericho winced. RVD had really worked on his arm, and now it was killing him. He pretended not to notice it.He refused to show any signs that anything Stephanie threw at him had hurt him. Even though his arm was pulsing with pain. And he knew he should get it checked out.
Hey, no one had to tell him, he all ready knew he was a stubborn bastard.
It was at that moment he noted talking, and he felt a slight jump of recognition. It couldn't be..he peered around the corner to see Chris Benoit and Lita standing there. Benoit? So, he was back. He knew he wasn't hearing things. He was about to go over there, when he realized they were talking about him. Forgetting about his arm, he quickly ducked back behind the corner, listening to what they were saying.
"Yeah, I've seen what he's been doing." Benoit told Lita. "Kinda funny. You know, he owes her a lot."
"Chris owes Stephanie?" he heard her ask. Chris had suddenly found himself extremely interested. "How do you figure that?"
"Well, he doesn't really owe her for anything in the last few years.."
"But Chris, they only met when he came to WWF." she replied, sounding confused.
"That's where you're wrong." he responded. Chris scratched his head. She was?
"What do you mean?" she inquired.
"Yes, what do you mean?" Chris muttered under his breath.
"When Chris was first starting out, I was one of the people with him. Well, one day, probably a month into his training or something like that, Vince and his daughter came to look at the talent. One of the talents happened to be Chris himself." he heard Benoit chuckle."Well, I never told Chris this, but I was talking to Vince for a bit while he was training, and Stephanie had come up to her dad while we were talking. She had to be..god, 14? 13? For some reason she told her dad to watch him.I think Vince has been watching him ever since."
"Are you serious?" Lita asked, sounding surprised.
"Yeah. Now they're fighting. It's pretty funny, how it turned out." he responded.
"And Chris doesn't know this?" Now he did. Chris blinked, the memories flushing back to him.
"I think it's one of those things he probably wouldn't want to know." Benoit explained. "Anyway, that's past. I guess Stephanie's sure eating her words now."
Chris didn't want to hear any more. Well, this was an interesting twist. He pulled back, walking back the way he came. He felt a little dizzy. It was like he was going through that entire day again. Yeah, now that Benoit mentioned it, he did remember talking to Stephanie. He remembered that day. He couldn't believe that he had forgotten about it.Then again, it WAS what..11 years ago?
So, she had made Vince watch him. Big deal.So they had gotten along back then. Things were different now. Very very different.He was older and she was older..and now she was even more rebellious then she was when he first met her.
"Chill out." he berated himself. He didn't know why the news upsetted him so. "I can't believe Benoit never told me.."
And that's when he bumped into something. He was so surprised that he basically fell backward, onto his ass. "Great, my ass hurts now too.." he mumbled grumpily, looking up to see what he crashed into.He instantly felt himself for some reason panic.
"Watch where you're going you loser." she said sharply.Chris looked at her, his mind suddenly bringing him back to the vision of her innocently eating his food. He shook his head, standing up.
"Sorry." he mumbled, not even realizing he said anything. She blinked, looking at him from the ground. She froze when he pulled her up. "I'm gonna get going. Excuse me." Stephanie stared at him in shock, but moved aside. He felt her eyes follow him as he passed her by.
"Chris!" he stopped in his tracks. He turned, looking at her from his now safe distance. "Are you OK?" He just turned around, not answering her, walking away again.
What the hell just happened? That had to be the first time Jericho's mind went blank when he saw her. Usually a string of insults came to mind. Hell, he could think of tons of them at that point, all of them perfectly mean and Jericho-worthy, but he didn't think of any of them when he was face to face with her.
"Oh my god, I'm losing my touch." he realized outloud to himself.
"Are you that lonely without me, Chris?" Chris froze. Perfect timing. He turned to find Chris Benoit staring at him oddly. He didn't blame him, he did seem like he was standing there talking to himself.
"You!" Jericho pointed his finger at Benoit. So this was how it felt to freak out. "Why the hell didn't you tell me?!"
"Tell you what?" Benoit inquired, blinking.
"That she was the one who got Vince to watch me." he hissed. Benoit's face instantly got that 'Oops' look.
"You heard that?" he asked nervously.
"Is it true?" he questioned, peering at him. Benoit sighed.
"Yeah, it is." he scratched the back of his head. "But what's it matter? That was a long time ago."
"I.." he paused. "I have no idea. Chris, I just bumped into her."
"And this is bad because..?" Benoit asked.
"I couldn't think of anything mean to say." he said, now sounding like he was panicking. "Nothing. Now I can, but when I was by her, poof! Gone! This is horrible!"
"Well, it's good to see you're as high strung as you were when I left.." Benoit coughed.
"THIS IS NOT FUNNY!" he cried out.
"All right, fine," Benoit replied calmly. "Just calm down. I'm sure it's just some passing thing. You'll be able to make fun of her by tomorrow, I bet."
"What if it doesn't?! Chris, my career is based on making fun of her!"
"Is there a degree for that?" Benoit couldn't help but laugh. He stopped when he noted the glare he was getting. "All right, listen. Just get a good night's rest. Don't think about it. You're just a little wired because of the fact helped you. Just remember how long ago that was."
"You're right." he nodded. "Yeah."
"You all right now?" he grinned.
"I think so." he scratched his head. "I guess it just sort of freaked me out--"
"As it should. It is your 'career' after all." he sniggered.
"Man, you've only been here for not even an hour probably..you're all ready picking on me?" Chris groaned.
"Well, I have to make up for all the times you did it to me." he smirked. If Chris didn't feel like he was having one of those panic attacks, he would have said something in reply. Instead, he decided to take up Benoit's advice.
He was going to sleep. Very very long. Hopefully by the time he woke up it will have passed.
Hey, no one had to tell him, he all ready knew he was a stubborn bastard.
It was at that moment he noted talking, and he felt a slight jump of recognition. It couldn't be..he peered around the corner to see Chris Benoit and Lita standing there. Benoit? So, he was back. He knew he wasn't hearing things. He was about to go over there, when he realized they were talking about him. Forgetting about his arm, he quickly ducked back behind the corner, listening to what they were saying.
"Yeah, I've seen what he's been doing." Benoit told Lita. "Kinda funny. You know, he owes her a lot."
"Chris owes Stephanie?" he heard her ask. Chris had suddenly found himself extremely interested. "How do you figure that?"
"Well, he doesn't really owe her for anything in the last few years.."
"But Chris, they only met when he came to WWF." she replied, sounding confused.
"That's where you're wrong." he responded. Chris scratched his head. She was?
"What do you mean?" she inquired.
"Yes, what do you mean?" Chris muttered under his breath.
"When Chris was first starting out, I was one of the people with him. Well, one day, probably a month into his training or something like that, Vince and his daughter came to look at the talent. One of the talents happened to be Chris himself." he heard Benoit chuckle."Well, I never told Chris this, but I was talking to Vince for a bit while he was training, and Stephanie had come up to her dad while we were talking. She had to be..god, 14? 13? For some reason she told her dad to watch him.I think Vince has been watching him ever since."
"Are you serious?" Lita asked, sounding surprised.
"Yeah. Now they're fighting. It's pretty funny, how it turned out." he responded.
"And Chris doesn't know this?" Now he did. Chris blinked, the memories flushing back to him.
"I think it's one of those things he probably wouldn't want to know." Benoit explained. "Anyway, that's past. I guess Stephanie's sure eating her words now."
Chris didn't want to hear any more. Well, this was an interesting twist. He pulled back, walking back the way he came. He felt a little dizzy. It was like he was going through that entire day again. Yeah, now that Benoit mentioned it, he did remember talking to Stephanie. He remembered that day. He couldn't believe that he had forgotten about it.Then again, it WAS what..11 years ago?
So, she had made Vince watch him. Big deal.So they had gotten along back then. Things were different now. Very very different.He was older and she was older..and now she was even more rebellious then she was when he first met her.
"Chill out." he berated himself. He didn't know why the news upsetted him so. "I can't believe Benoit never told me.."
And that's when he bumped into something. He was so surprised that he basically fell backward, onto his ass. "Great, my ass hurts now too.." he mumbled grumpily, looking up to see what he crashed into.He instantly felt himself for some reason panic.
"Watch where you're going you loser." she said sharply.Chris looked at her, his mind suddenly bringing him back to the vision of her innocently eating his food. He shook his head, standing up.
"Sorry." he mumbled, not even realizing he said anything. She blinked, looking at him from the ground. She froze when he pulled her up. "I'm gonna get going. Excuse me." Stephanie stared at him in shock, but moved aside. He felt her eyes follow him as he passed her by.
"Chris!" he stopped in his tracks. He turned, looking at her from his now safe distance. "Are you OK?" He just turned around, not answering her, walking away again.
What the hell just happened? That had to be the first time Jericho's mind went blank when he saw her. Usually a string of insults came to mind. Hell, he could think of tons of them at that point, all of them perfectly mean and Jericho-worthy, but he didn't think of any of them when he was face to face with her.
"Oh my god, I'm losing my touch." he realized outloud to himself.
"Are you that lonely without me, Chris?" Chris froze. Perfect timing. He turned to find Chris Benoit staring at him oddly. He didn't blame him, he did seem like he was standing there talking to himself.
"You!" Jericho pointed his finger at Benoit. So this was how it felt to freak out. "Why the hell didn't you tell me?!"
"Tell you what?" Benoit inquired, blinking.
"That she was the one who got Vince to watch me." he hissed. Benoit's face instantly got that 'Oops' look.
"You heard that?" he asked nervously.
"Is it true?" he questioned, peering at him. Benoit sighed.
"Yeah, it is." he scratched the back of his head. "But what's it matter? That was a long time ago."
"I.." he paused. "I have no idea. Chris, I just bumped into her."
"And this is bad because..?" Benoit asked.
"I couldn't think of anything mean to say." he said, now sounding like he was panicking. "Nothing. Now I can, but when I was by her, poof! Gone! This is horrible!"
"Well, it's good to see you're as high strung as you were when I left.." Benoit coughed.
"THIS IS NOT FUNNY!" he cried out.
"All right, fine," Benoit replied calmly. "Just calm down. I'm sure it's just some passing thing. You'll be able to make fun of her by tomorrow, I bet."
"What if it doesn't?! Chris, my career is based on making fun of her!"
"Is there a degree for that?" Benoit couldn't help but laugh. He stopped when he noted the glare he was getting. "All right, listen. Just get a good night's rest. Don't think about it. You're just a little wired because of the fact helped you. Just remember how long ago that was."
"You're right." he nodded. "Yeah."
"You all right now?" he grinned.
"I think so." he scratched his head. "I guess it just sort of freaked me out--"
"As it should. It is your 'career' after all." he sniggered.
"Man, you've only been here for not even an hour probably..you're all ready picking on me?" Chris groaned.
"Well, I have to make up for all the times you did it to me." he smirked. If Chris didn't feel like he was having one of those panic attacks, he would have said something in reply. Instead, he decided to take up Benoit's advice.
He was going to sleep. Very very long. Hopefully by the time he woke up it will have passed.