Honeymoon
Part 2
Who drank all the milk?
Kurt watched his friends dancing, dimly lit by the mederteranian sunset. He should have expected Vince McMahon's private island to have a decent entertainment complex. but the glass dance floor was amazing, with images of swirling galaxies and stars projected under the dancer's feet. The only people not dancing were Austin, who was DJing, and Regal, who was sulking because they wouldn't let him DJ. And himself of course. He had too much on his mind, to many conflicting emotions to enjoy himself. It was a long time since he had last seen Suzy, and now she was coming. Her plane would be touching down now, and then she would get the helicopter out to the island. Paris came and sat down next to him. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she took out her cellphone.
Paris dialed Suzy's number. She should have landed now, it should be safe to call her. As she waited for her to pick up. She noticed Kurt Angle staring at her. She wondered how he felt about seeing Suzy again. She knew that he had had a crush on her at one point. She gave him a quick smile then turned her attention the call as Suzy picked up.
Kurt strained to listen. Was she phoning Suzy?
"Hi! It's me! Yeah. So, good flight? No! Really! He ate EVERYTHING?!? Get away!"
She IS calling Suzy, thought Kurt. That means she's touched down, and she's nearly here... how was he going to be able to talk to her? He'd gone from hating her to loving her, But he wasn't sure that he knew how to be just her friend...
"Well." He heard Paris say. "There's Shane. And Ro. Well, duh. And Matty of course. And Steve, and Regal." She made a face. "Yeh. I know. And Kurt. Yeah, he's here. He looks okay." Long pause. "Well, why don't you ask him yourself?" Kurt froze. Oh no, not that. He didn't want to talk to her over the phone. He jumped up, planning on making a fast get away. Paris reached out and grabbed his trousers, pulling him down again. "Yeah, I'll pass you over." She passed her cellphone to Kurt. "Suzy. Talk." She got up, and went over to the bar.
And Kurt was left alone. All alone with Suzy.
"Kurt!" Suzy's voice came through. "How are you? It's been so long!"
"Uh..." Kurt stammered. "good. I'm... good." What a stupid answer. I'm good. hell, he hadn't even asked her how she was. He opened his mouth.
"Well, uh, bye Kurt." She hung up. He sighed. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't be her friend now he didn't have a crush on her. When he didn't want her, she was just... just... just the British Bitch.
Suzy hung up the phone. Well, seems like Kurt had gone back to not wanting to be her friend. Well, she didn't care anymore. She just didn't care. Kurt was not going to spoil her fun. She would admit that she had had a crush on him, once, long ago, but she never felt that he could feel the same.
But that was a long time ago, and now she had her Jeff, even if he WAS looking a little green around the gills.
"Jeff honey." She said "you really shouldn't have eaten all that plane food."
"WHAT?" Shouted Jeff over the helicopter's noise. She shook her head.
"Never mind."
"WHAT?" Suddenly she gasped, and they saw the island, beautiful and tranquil, the sun setting over the palm trees, reflected in the rippling waters. This was a sight they didn't need words to share.
Someone else was staring at the island. Or rather three someones.
Dallas turned round to look at the three of them.
"I didn't say you could turn round yet!" snapped RVD.
"But it was hardly my fault!" whined Dallas.
"What do you mean it was hardly your fault! You pissed on me!" shouted Kanyon.
"It was you that screamed!" shouted Dallas back. "And got us arrested!"
"Yeah, well, we got out didn't we?" said Kanyon smugly.
"Ah yes, it was MY super powers that saved the day!" exclaimed Hurricane, posing melodramatically against the sunset.
"No." said Kanyon "it was MY negotiating skills that got us out"
"Yeah, Right." said Dallas. "It was, as we all know, ME who charmed the female officer into letting us go."
"YOU couldn't charm a snake with an instant snake charming spell and a snake charming expert" sniped Kanyon.
"Shut up!" snapped RVD. "you're ALL wrong. The only reason they let us go was because Kanyon smelled of piss so bad they couldn't stand it!"
"Not true!" squeaked Kanyon.
RVD looked thoughtfully at Kanyon. After a minute Kanyon became uncomfortable. "WHAT?" He shouted.
"I know how you can get the smell off." RVD said slowly.
"You do?" Kanyon said hopefully. Then he followed RVD's gaze. "Oh no. Nah ah. You're joking, right?"
RVD shrugged. "We gotta get to that Island somehow. What's wrong with swimming?"
"WHAT'S WRONG?!? I'LL GIVE YOU WHAT'S WRONG!" Kanyon hyperventilated "THAT ISLAND IS A MILE OUT, THAT'S WHAT WRONG!!"
"Woah! Hold it, citizen!" Hurricane backed away hurriedly. "I'll have to let you know this top secret information:" he looked around, then covered his mouth with his hand. "The Hurricane..." he whispered "the Hurricane... can't swim!"
"Hah!" laughed Kanyon. "Loser!"
"In that case-" snarled RVD, rounding on Hurricane "-we'll just have to tie you to some logs and use you as a raft, won't we?"
"Can I turn round now?" Said Dallas.
Paris stepped into the kitchen, and began the epic search for more Vodka. Matt Hardy stepped up behind her, burying his face in her neck.
"Hey babes..." He whispered. "How about a cuppa?" She sighed. Ever since she'd taken Matt with her to celebrate her birthday in England, he'd been addicted to tea. But how could she refuse such a nicely put request? She went to the fridge.
"I would, honey.." She said, rummaging around. "But Kurt's used all the milk!"
"Wasn't me." said Kurt at the window. "It was Regal!"
"Kurt!" Paris jumped in surprise, then narrowed her eyes. "Why were you listening at the window?"
"I-I wasn't!" said Kurt, appearing at the door. "I was, uh, passing. And it really wasn't me."
"Kurt, I really don't give a damn who drunk all the milk."
"I do." Kurt ducked a randomly aimed saucepan whistling past his head. Paris turned to face Matt.
"I'll go get some with Ro. It only takes 10 minutes in the boat."
"What, only the two of you?" Matt protested.
"Matt, it's only down the shops! And I think Kurt's gonna explode if we don't get some milk down him."
"I am n-"
Paris chucked a fork at Kurt. "If you're worried then we'll take Regal, ok?"
"Ok." He agreed, kissing her.
"Hey!" DDP shouted. "There's a boat coming in from the Island!" RVD jumped up beside him onto his lookout's post of a wooden box.
"A real boat this time, Dallas?" RVD asked. "Not a leaf again?"
"It was a big leaf!"
"Shut up, Dallas. Well, I am impressed. A real boat! With a steering wheel and everything! You have outdone yourself." He climbed back down. "Everyone, hide behind those crates. Let's see if we can hitch a lift!"
The helicopter shuddered under the assault of the storm. Suzy held on to Jeff, trying to stay in her seat.
"It's no good!" Shouted the pilot. "We have to go back!"
"WHAT?" Shouted Suzy and Jeff.
"We're going back!" Shouted the driver, then swung the helicopter round, heading back to land.
Paris climbed out of the boat, and stared at the sky over the sea. "Looks like there's a storm coming!" She turned to Regal and Ro. "One of us should stay here in case we need to anchor the boat."
"I'll stay." Volunteered Ro. "I know how to withstand a storm. After all, I have been around Stef when she's in a temper."
Behind the crates, RVD leant round to get a look.
"It's her!" he said. "That one that the boss married!"
"Then..." said Kanyon.
"Then, Citizen Kanyon," Said Hurricane, "that means that this boat is going back to the island!"
"Precisely!" Said RVD. "Let's go, before the boat does!" He paused. "And someone keep a hold on our resident superhero. I don't want any leaping out in front of the boat announcing our intentions to Mrs. McMahon!" Hurricane looked hurt.
They crept round behind the crates to the back of the boat, then scrambled over them, dropping down into the back.
"Did anyone see us ?" asked Dallas.
"No. Now get under these sheets before she does see us!" Once under the heavy rubber sheets in the back, Dallas watched Ro's back as she moved around the boat. He grinned nastily to Kanyon.
"Hey Chris." He wheezed. "You know what I like to do to a woman when she's all on her own?"
"Oh, I don't know, Dallas." Kanyon said sarcastically. "STALK HER?"
"AFTER I've stalked her!" Dallas whined.
"No time for that now!" snapped RVD. "They're coming back, so shut up and get your head down!"
"Ro!" Paris waved at her friend on the boat. "You'll never guess who I found!" Ro turned round to see them.
"Suzy! Jeff!" She exclaimed, getting down off the boat to hug both of them. "Why aren't you in the copter?"
"We hit a storm." Said Jeff. "Pilot turned back without even telling us!"
"I told them they can get a lift with us!" Paris shouted over the rising winds. "We wont have a problem with this storm, will we?"
"Not if we hurry." Said Regal, climbing aboard.
They set off, the winds dying down a little, though it was starting to get quite dark.
Under the tarpaulin in the back RVD sniggered.
"Hey, I bag the brunette."
"Who, Regal?" Said Kanyon. RVD growled.
"Hurricane, hit him for me."
"Ow!" said Kanyon. "Moron!"
"Always happy to be of service." said Hurricane
"I'll service that blond." sniggered Kanyon.
"Yeah, I'll have the other brunette and all." agreed Hurricane.
"Hey, she's mine." growled RVD.
"Well which one are you having then?" asked Hurricane, confused.
"The one with short hair."
"They both have short hair."
"The cute one!"
"They're both cute!"
"The one with fashion sense!"
"Oh, so the one that's NOT married to Shane then." (sorry, just a private jab at my mate Ro.)
"I'll have all three!" sniggered DDP.
"You pervert Dallas!" said RVD. "hit him for me, Hurricane!"
Part 3 should be up soon- hope you enjoy the story, it is going to get a plot sometime, I promise. (well, maybe) please review, and also read Mole's stories. Thanx : )
