Bwahaha. Don't sue. I own myself and all the others author I mentioned own themselves too. WWF belongs to Vince McMahon. Anything else I mentioned, I don't own em…
P.S. I am writing this in Script form, since it's a lot easier. I am not copying Trace or Kitten.
P.P.S. KICK ASS!
Tracey: How many more 'self insertion' fics are they're going to be?
Felicia: Hell if I know. I was bored.
My Evil Math Teacher: So why don't you do your math homework?
Felicia: GACK! SAVE ME!
MEMT: Pop quiz! What's the 596 squared?
Felicia: (cries) Forgive me, Mr. T! I didn't study!
MEMT: Extra homework for everyone!
Sarah: (whimpers)
Tracey: (mumbles) As long as it doesn't involve proofs, this is easy.
MEMT: Proofs for everyone!
Tracey: DIE DEMON! (Hits delete on Felicia's computer) XD
Sarah: That was interesting. So…When do we meet Raven?
Felicia: I dunno. We might not. This is MY fic after all.
Sarah: Bitch! (lunges Felicia)
Tracey: (amused)
Ocy: Aren't you going to stop it?
Tracey: (snickers) Yeah, right.
(Sarah and Felicia are throwing punches, along with screaming profanities not suitable for a PG fic. Felicia grabs Ocy's cheese and starts hitting Sarah with it.)
Ocy: NOT MY CHEESE! X.X
Tracey: Well's here something ya don't see everyday.
VFW: Of course not.
(Felicia manages to get out the wrath of a enraged Sarah. She coughs.)
Felicia: OKAY! OKAY! We'll meet Raven…Again.
VFW: (shows fist) And Spike?
Felicia: …And Spike.
Sarah: (hugs) MOMMY!
Felicia: (coughs) I am too young to be a mother.
Ocy: (plays with cheese) Artificial Insemination, yanno.
Tracey and VFW: (snicker)
Eliseth: They can do wonders with pregnancy today. I should know. You know what? Last night, Edge and I--
All except Eliseth: JAMIE!
Eliseth: What? (innocent)
Sarah: This is kinda drab. Don't you think we need to spice it up?
Aya: Yea! I'll be right back!
(She comes back with cases full of nutmeg, pepper, and ginger.)
Aya: XD
Tracey: I don't think Sarah meant that kind of spice.
(Meanwhile, Sarah is intently looking through the cases and oohing and aahing.)
Felicia: I think she did.
Eliseth: (chuckles) If you guys want a party, I'll give you a party. I'll be right back. (Leaves)
(She comes back a few minutes later with Kitten, Digital Tempest, and SLS.)
Tracey: All right! Party! XD
Digital Tempest: Oo! A party! Booty shaking…All around…(does the lambada)
Sarah: Guys. GUYS! I meant…Let's spice it up with some wrestlers?
(She leaves and comes back with The Rock, Jericho, Jeff, Raven, Edge, and RVD.)
Tracey: JERICHO!
Jericho: Oh n-- (is cut off by a BIG kiss from Tracey)
Tracey: I love you! (attaches herself to his leg) I'll never wash my lips again!
Ocy: (thoughtful) I feel bad for her husband.
Tracey: (hisses) Jericho is my husband!
Jericho: Little girl, I kinda have a wife and like Stephanie.
Felicia: TASTE THE FAWKING COOLAIDE! XD
Sarah: (places a discombobulated Raven in a chair) Can I hang you on a hook and play with you? XD
Raven: No, bitch!
Jericho: Stacy, can you please get off of me?
Eliseth: Her name is--
Tracey: SHUSH! If he wants my name to be Stacy, then so be it! (Glomps)
VFW: She's a groupie, no?
Everyone but Tracey: Yes.
Raven: Groupies are people who love to seek out their obsessions.
Sarah: I couldn't have said it better myself.
Everyone: …Right.
Jeff: (looks to Felicia) Aren't you the girl from--
Felicia: You're worst nightmare? That'd be me.
Jeff: Oh dear god.
Felicia: (attaches herself to Jeff) Forget Trish. I can get implants too. Can I have your shirt? And you're hat? Can I have your arm stockings too?
Jeff: (takes off shirt) ..Sure. Here.
(Felicia faints)
VFW: I CAN REVIVE HER WITH MY CHEESE OF LOVENESS! XD
Tracey: (whistles) Oh..VFW..There's someone here to see you....
(Enter Spike!)
VFW: SPIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Spike: (blushes) Really? That's really sweet of you.
Jericho: Now we got the short shrimp here? Well--
VFW: (to Jericho) I'll KILL YOU! (lunges the six foot man)
SLS: Uh, Tracey..(Points to Jericho getting beaten up.)
Tracey: (in slow motion) Noooooooo....
WHAT WILL HAPPEN? WILL TRACEY SAVE JERICHO IN TIME? WILL FELICIA WAKE UP? FIND OUT...NEXT TIME..TBC!
P.S. I am writing this in Script form, since it's a lot easier. I am not copying Trace or Kitten.
P.P.S. KICK ASS!
Tracey: How many more 'self insertion' fics are they're going to be?
Felicia: Hell if I know. I was bored.
My Evil Math Teacher: So why don't you do your math homework?
Felicia: GACK! SAVE ME!
MEMT: Pop quiz! What's the 596 squared?
Felicia: (cries) Forgive me, Mr. T! I didn't study!
MEMT: Extra homework for everyone!
Sarah: (whimpers)
Tracey: (mumbles) As long as it doesn't involve proofs, this is easy.
MEMT: Proofs for everyone!
Tracey: DIE DEMON! (Hits delete on Felicia's computer) XD
Sarah: That was interesting. So…When do we meet Raven?
Felicia: I dunno. We might not. This is MY fic after all.
Sarah: Bitch! (lunges Felicia)
Tracey: (amused)
Ocy: Aren't you going to stop it?
Tracey: (snickers) Yeah, right.
(Sarah and Felicia are throwing punches, along with screaming profanities not suitable for a PG fic. Felicia grabs Ocy's cheese and starts hitting Sarah with it.)
Ocy: NOT MY CHEESE! X.X
Tracey: Well's here something ya don't see everyday.
VFW: Of course not.
(Felicia manages to get out the wrath of a enraged Sarah. She coughs.)
Felicia: OKAY! OKAY! We'll meet Raven…Again.
VFW: (shows fist) And Spike?
Felicia: …And Spike.
Sarah: (hugs) MOMMY!
Felicia: (coughs) I am too young to be a mother.
Ocy: (plays with cheese) Artificial Insemination, yanno.
Tracey and VFW: (snicker)
Eliseth: They can do wonders with pregnancy today. I should know. You know what? Last night, Edge and I--
All except Eliseth: JAMIE!
Eliseth: What? (innocent)
Sarah: This is kinda drab. Don't you think we need to spice it up?
Aya: Yea! I'll be right back!
(She comes back with cases full of nutmeg, pepper, and ginger.)
Aya: XD
Tracey: I don't think Sarah meant that kind of spice.
(Meanwhile, Sarah is intently looking through the cases and oohing and aahing.)
Felicia: I think she did.
Eliseth: (chuckles) If you guys want a party, I'll give you a party. I'll be right back. (Leaves)
(She comes back a few minutes later with Kitten, Digital Tempest, and SLS.)
Tracey: All right! Party! XD
Digital Tempest: Oo! A party! Booty shaking…All around…(does the lambada)
Sarah: Guys. GUYS! I meant…Let's spice it up with some wrestlers?
(She leaves and comes back with The Rock, Jericho, Jeff, Raven, Edge, and RVD.)
Tracey: JERICHO!
Jericho: Oh n-- (is cut off by a BIG kiss from Tracey)
Tracey: I love you! (attaches herself to his leg) I'll never wash my lips again!
Ocy: (thoughtful) I feel bad for her husband.
Tracey: (hisses) Jericho is my husband!
Jericho: Little girl, I kinda have a wife and like Stephanie.
Felicia: TASTE THE FAWKING COOLAIDE! XD
Sarah: (places a discombobulated Raven in a chair) Can I hang you on a hook and play with you? XD
Raven: No, bitch!
Jericho: Stacy, can you please get off of me?
Eliseth: Her name is--
Tracey: SHUSH! If he wants my name to be Stacy, then so be it! (Glomps)
VFW: She's a groupie, no?
Everyone but Tracey: Yes.
Raven: Groupies are people who love to seek out their obsessions.
Sarah: I couldn't have said it better myself.
Everyone: …Right.
Jeff: (looks to Felicia) Aren't you the girl from--
Felicia: You're worst nightmare? That'd be me.
Jeff: Oh dear god.
Felicia: (attaches herself to Jeff) Forget Trish. I can get implants too. Can I have your shirt? And you're hat? Can I have your arm stockings too?
Jeff: (takes off shirt) ..Sure. Here.
(Felicia faints)
VFW: I CAN REVIVE HER WITH MY CHEESE OF LOVENESS! XD
Tracey: (whistles) Oh..VFW..There's someone here to see you....
(Enter Spike!)
VFW: SPIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Spike: (blushes) Really? That's really sweet of you.
Jericho: Now we got the short shrimp here? Well--
VFW: (to Jericho) I'll KILL YOU! (lunges the six foot man)
SLS: Uh, Tracey..(Points to Jericho getting beaten up.)
Tracey: (in slow motion) Noooooooo....
WHAT WILL HAPPEN? WILL TRACEY SAVE JERICHO IN TIME? WILL FELICIA WAKE UP? FIND OUT...NEXT TIME..TBC!