"Gem and RVD!"
Oh, that explains it... Jealous bastard. But me and Rob aren't even together! Pompus ass.
"What?!" Shane was furious. He turned to face us traitors. Well, neither of us are really traitors... Remember, I joined the Alliance and RVD is ECW. Why the hell did you even join the Alliance, Chris?!
"That's not true, Shane," I said as I looked over at Chris, Lita hanging on his arm, a smirk on his face. Was Jericho always an ass and I never saw it? Had he just been using me to get to my *former* best friend? Made perfect sense to me. Life always did love to screw me over.
But back to my pleading with Shane. I needed a good lie, but something that wouldn't call Jericho a liar unfortunately, only explain why he would think that we were spying...
"He probably just saw me coming out of Vince's office the other day. RVD had been waiting outside for me so we could go over strategy for his tag match." Phew.
"And just why were you in Vince's office?" Shane-O questioned hottily. Uhh... Was there steam coming out of his ears?
"You know how Vince likes to meet the new talent and try to get them to join. But I told Vince he could shove his WWF organization up his ass."
Shane was quiet for a while. Trying to figure out whether or not to trust my answer or not.
"I'm watching you. All of you." Hey, where have I heard that line before? A movie. Ah, I can't place it.
I chanced a glance at Jerkicho. The smirk had been wiped right off of his face and put onto mine. But that wasn't enough for me. I needed to add insult to the injury I'd caused in the ring to him. I strutted out of the ring, bringing Rob with me. I whispered a "Play along" into his ear as I put my hand into his and laced our fingers together. I looked back at Chris for a second, he was seething even though he tried to hide it by wrapping an arm around Lita.
When we got backstage, I felt like throwing a fit. I didn't know why. I seriously just wanted to just pick something up and hurl it into a damn wall. But I didn't. I can have some amazing self-restraint when I want to. Rob wanted to take me back to the lockerroom, I shrugged and let him.
"Why in the hell did Jericho join the Alliance?" I thought aloud. It had been a rhetorical question, but it was answered anyway.
"Because you caught him with Lita."
I gave Rob a questioning look.
"He's scared, Kat. He probably knows you want to kick his ass, which you proved out in the ring. The way I figure, Jericho thought that if he joined the Alliance and got on the same team as you... You wouldn't be able to do anything to him without raising suspicion."
I nodded. Jericho knew I was always a firm believer in that violence doesn't solve anything, it solves everything.
"But why would he point the finger at me? And you."
"Well, if he puts the heat on you, Kat, then you can't make a move without someone watching. Everything you and me both do now is going to be questioned."
That all made perfect sense. As much as I hated to admit it, if Jericho actually used his brain he could come up with this kind of stuff. So now I can't put him in the hospital... But I can sure as hell get under his skin.
"Hey Rob, wanna do me a favor for I while?" I grinned and he just stared at me quizzically.
"See, what I want to do is this..."
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A/N - What kind of plan has Kat come up with this time? Like you don't already know! Ha. Short chapter I know. So sue me. No! Don't sue me. And please excuse any typos. Half of this was typed with one hand while I ate a couple pieces of bacon with the other. At least it was a good breakfast.
Oh, that explains it... Jealous bastard. But me and Rob aren't even together! Pompus ass.
"What?!" Shane was furious. He turned to face us traitors. Well, neither of us are really traitors... Remember, I joined the Alliance and RVD is ECW. Why the hell did you even join the Alliance, Chris?!
"That's not true, Shane," I said as I looked over at Chris, Lita hanging on his arm, a smirk on his face. Was Jericho always an ass and I never saw it? Had he just been using me to get to my *former* best friend? Made perfect sense to me. Life always did love to screw me over.
But back to my pleading with Shane. I needed a good lie, but something that wouldn't call Jericho a liar unfortunately, only explain why he would think that we were spying...
"He probably just saw me coming out of Vince's office the other day. RVD had been waiting outside for me so we could go over strategy for his tag match." Phew.
"And just why were you in Vince's office?" Shane-O questioned hottily. Uhh... Was there steam coming out of his ears?
"You know how Vince likes to meet the new talent and try to get them to join. But I told Vince he could shove his WWF organization up his ass."
Shane was quiet for a while. Trying to figure out whether or not to trust my answer or not.
"I'm watching you. All of you." Hey, where have I heard that line before? A movie. Ah, I can't place it.
I chanced a glance at Jerkicho. The smirk had been wiped right off of his face and put onto mine. But that wasn't enough for me. I needed to add insult to the injury I'd caused in the ring to him. I strutted out of the ring, bringing Rob with me. I whispered a "Play along" into his ear as I put my hand into his and laced our fingers together. I looked back at Chris for a second, he was seething even though he tried to hide it by wrapping an arm around Lita.
When we got backstage, I felt like throwing a fit. I didn't know why. I seriously just wanted to just pick something up and hurl it into a damn wall. But I didn't. I can have some amazing self-restraint when I want to. Rob wanted to take me back to the lockerroom, I shrugged and let him.
"Why in the hell did Jericho join the Alliance?" I thought aloud. It had been a rhetorical question, but it was answered anyway.
"Because you caught him with Lita."
I gave Rob a questioning look.
"He's scared, Kat. He probably knows you want to kick his ass, which you proved out in the ring. The way I figure, Jericho thought that if he joined the Alliance and got on the same team as you... You wouldn't be able to do anything to him without raising suspicion."
I nodded. Jericho knew I was always a firm believer in that violence doesn't solve anything, it solves everything.
"But why would he point the finger at me? And you."
"Well, if he puts the heat on you, Kat, then you can't make a move without someone watching. Everything you and me both do now is going to be questioned."
That all made perfect sense. As much as I hated to admit it, if Jericho actually used his brain he could come up with this kind of stuff. So now I can't put him in the hospital... But I can sure as hell get under his skin.
"Hey Rob, wanna do me a favor for I while?" I grinned and he just stared at me quizzically.
"See, what I want to do is this..."
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A/N - What kind of plan has Kat come up with this time? Like you don't already know! Ha. Short chapter I know. So sue me. No! Don't sue me. And please excuse any typos. Half of this was typed with one hand while I ate a couple pieces of bacon with the other. At least it was a good breakfast.
