Title: Story in a Bottle
Author: WWFDivaGirl
Disclaimer: I don't own HHH, Y2J, Trish or Stephanie. Izzie is now recognised as owning herself. :P (Don't you just hate sisters?)
Acknowledgements: Miss Calysto and Keilrules! Thanks for standing by me! This one's for you!
Chapter 6: Developments
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My working life is totally screwed. Well, not totally. Still, I have an idea that may just get Vince off my back, and let me keep my job. I'll write the rest of the love circle myself tonight.
That's dedication for you. Or maybe it's stupidity.
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HHH walked in to Izzie's living room and stared at the mess surrounding him. Hundreds of sheets of paper were surrounding him, and Izzie was sitting in the centre of it, with a peaceful look on her sleeping face. Trish was going out with Nidia and Lita that night, so he had some time to himself. Paul lifted up one of the pieces of paper, and looked at the writing. He smiled, Izzie was a natural, she wrote such great stuff, and she was so determined to have her way. He picked up the blue piece of paper beside Izzie, it stood out from the rest of them for a mile. He read it, interested. It was who gets who.
It was classic. Paul smiled, his friend came up with some decent ideas. He sat on the chair, and pulled the pad of paper towards him. He wanted to talk to Izzie, but he wasn't going to wake her up, he was going to find out what would be going on. Not that he would tell anyone. Kind of.
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I woke with a start, I could have sworn I heard someone cough. As I blinked my eyes, I jumped in fright as I caught sight of someone sitting in the chair beside me. Luckily, it was only Paul, and not some axe murderer.
"What are you trying to do? Scare me?!" I said, looking angrily at my best friend.
"More like what are YOU trying to do, Fire, you're scaring me!" he said, and I sat there, wondering what he was on about. Then I saw what he had in his hand, the Finished Script.
"Give me that!" I said. "It's Top Secret!"
"Ok, so I won't tell anyone." Paul said, smiling at me. "But I don't believe the stuff you've come up with. Did Jamie or Fiona help you with this?"
Izzie shook her head, her red hair falling about her face. "Just did it today."
Her friend's eyes bulged, as he looked at the mountains of paper, covered in scribbles. "It was either that, or the storyline got scrapped, and we can't afford to throw rating away." I yawned. "And Vince was threatening to fire me."
"He was… what?!" said Paul, surprised. "He can't do that!"
"Maybe not, but I want my contract renewed next year." I told him.
"Anyway" Paul said, smiling lightly. "I came here to give you the latest gossip."
"Ooh!" I said, brightening up totally.
"Me and Trish, we've got together!" he said, smiling broadly.
"Really?!" I asked him. "I thought you'd moved on to Marie…"
"Nothing happened, Iz, I'm with Trish now." He said firmly.
Well, at least we're getting somewhere with the romance thing.
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Trish was sitting on one of the chairs at the club, talking to Lita. Nidia was dancing with one of the men.
"I don't know, Lita, I think I may actually like him. He was so sweet today, and I think I may just have pre-judged him." Trish said, "I think he's really something."
Lita looked at Trish. "I know you do, you've been talking about him all night."
"Have I really?" Trish asked, and Lita nodded. "I'm so sorry!"
"Naw, it's ok." Said Lita, smiling. "You know, I think you were meant for Hunter."
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"Dwayne! Can you fetch me my hand cream?!" Stephanie yelled to The Rock, who was in the bathroom at their hotel room. It was similar to the type of room she should be sharing with Hunter. It was embarrassing to admit it, but she missed him.
"Sure, Stephanie." He replied, opening the door, wrapped in a towel. He handed her the bottle, and shut the door.
"What the hell is this?!" she shrieked. "Dwayne!!!" Stephanie started hammering on the door. "This is my hand AND NAIL cream!"
Dwayne looked at Stephanie, and instead of seeing the normal Vision, he saw a demanding and controlling, spoilt princess. But that was just for a second, and he handed her the right hand cream, and walked back into the shower.
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Marie looked down at her bag, her silver top poking out the top. She could hear Chris and Nathan chatting about their personas. She wasn't supposed to be in here, strictly speaking. It was the Developmental Guys room, but she'd been so distant lately that Nathan and Chris wanted to keep an eye on her.
"Mar-Mar!" said Nathan, sticking his head round the corner in the shower room to where she was sitting. "We're out soon."
"Yeah, whatever." She responded, unable to draw any enthusiasm from her dark haired friend. Since she'd shared a kiss with Hunter, wrestling didn't seem as fun any more.
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I looked at the flowers and the neatly stacked paper. I had managed somehow to write four months of storyline in one night. Wow. Hunter and I had chatted for a while, but he left about half an hour ago, and I sorted out all the loose pieces of paper.
I headed to my room, and looked at the posters. Smiling, I pulled them down and re-arranged them. I put Kurt in between Billy and Chuck, and to my surprise, he actually looked good like that.
A shiver of horror ran down my spine at the thought, as I got ready for bed, happy.
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(The Real Circle (and progress report;) : Hunter and Izzie are friends. Stephanie loves Hunter (still bad), Hunter loves Trish (went very good), Trish loves Chris Jericho (ended), Chris Jericho loves Izzie (still bad), Izzie loves The Rock (still good), and The Rock loves Stephanie (gone down a little).
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Author: WWFDivaGirl
Disclaimer: I don't own HHH, Y2J, Trish or Stephanie. Izzie is now recognised as owning herself. :P (Don't you just hate sisters?)
Acknowledgements: Miss Calysto and Keilrules! Thanks for standing by me! This one's for you!
Chapter 6: Developments
******
My working life is totally screwed. Well, not totally. Still, I have an idea that may just get Vince off my back, and let me keep my job. I'll write the rest of the love circle myself tonight.
That's dedication for you. Or maybe it's stupidity.
******
HHH walked in to Izzie's living room and stared at the mess surrounding him. Hundreds of sheets of paper were surrounding him, and Izzie was sitting in the centre of it, with a peaceful look on her sleeping face. Trish was going out with Nidia and Lita that night, so he had some time to himself. Paul lifted up one of the pieces of paper, and looked at the writing. He smiled, Izzie was a natural, she wrote such great stuff, and she was so determined to have her way. He picked up the blue piece of paper beside Izzie, it stood out from the rest of them for a mile. He read it, interested. It was who gets who.
It was classic. Paul smiled, his friend came up with some decent ideas. He sat on the chair, and pulled the pad of paper towards him. He wanted to talk to Izzie, but he wasn't going to wake her up, he was going to find out what would be going on. Not that he would tell anyone. Kind of.
******
I woke with a start, I could have sworn I heard someone cough. As I blinked my eyes, I jumped in fright as I caught sight of someone sitting in the chair beside me. Luckily, it was only Paul, and not some axe murderer.
"What are you trying to do? Scare me?!" I said, looking angrily at my best friend.
"More like what are YOU trying to do, Fire, you're scaring me!" he said, and I sat there, wondering what he was on about. Then I saw what he had in his hand, the Finished Script.
"Give me that!" I said. "It's Top Secret!"
"Ok, so I won't tell anyone." Paul said, smiling at me. "But I don't believe the stuff you've come up with. Did Jamie or Fiona help you with this?"
Izzie shook her head, her red hair falling about her face. "Just did it today."
Her friend's eyes bulged, as he looked at the mountains of paper, covered in scribbles. "It was either that, or the storyline got scrapped, and we can't afford to throw rating away." I yawned. "And Vince was threatening to fire me."
"He was… what?!" said Paul, surprised. "He can't do that!"
"Maybe not, but I want my contract renewed next year." I told him.
"Anyway" Paul said, smiling lightly. "I came here to give you the latest gossip."
"Ooh!" I said, brightening up totally.
"Me and Trish, we've got together!" he said, smiling broadly.
"Really?!" I asked him. "I thought you'd moved on to Marie…"
"Nothing happened, Iz, I'm with Trish now." He said firmly.
Well, at least we're getting somewhere with the romance thing.
******
Trish was sitting on one of the chairs at the club, talking to Lita. Nidia was dancing with one of the men.
"I don't know, Lita, I think I may actually like him. He was so sweet today, and I think I may just have pre-judged him." Trish said, "I think he's really something."
Lita looked at Trish. "I know you do, you've been talking about him all night."
"Have I really?" Trish asked, and Lita nodded. "I'm so sorry!"
"Naw, it's ok." Said Lita, smiling. "You know, I think you were meant for Hunter."
******
"Dwayne! Can you fetch me my hand cream?!" Stephanie yelled to The Rock, who was in the bathroom at their hotel room. It was similar to the type of room she should be sharing with Hunter. It was embarrassing to admit it, but she missed him.
"Sure, Stephanie." He replied, opening the door, wrapped in a towel. He handed her the bottle, and shut the door.
"What the hell is this?!" she shrieked. "Dwayne!!!" Stephanie started hammering on the door. "This is my hand AND NAIL cream!"
Dwayne looked at Stephanie, and instead of seeing the normal Vision, he saw a demanding and controlling, spoilt princess. But that was just for a second, and he handed her the right hand cream, and walked back into the shower.
******
Marie looked down at her bag, her silver top poking out the top. She could hear Chris and Nathan chatting about their personas. She wasn't supposed to be in here, strictly speaking. It was the Developmental Guys room, but she'd been so distant lately that Nathan and Chris wanted to keep an eye on her.
"Mar-Mar!" said Nathan, sticking his head round the corner in the shower room to where she was sitting. "We're out soon."
"Yeah, whatever." She responded, unable to draw any enthusiasm from her dark haired friend. Since she'd shared a kiss with Hunter, wrestling didn't seem as fun any more.
******
I looked at the flowers and the neatly stacked paper. I had managed somehow to write four months of storyline in one night. Wow. Hunter and I had chatted for a while, but he left about half an hour ago, and I sorted out all the loose pieces of paper.
I headed to my room, and looked at the posters. Smiling, I pulled them down and re-arranged them. I put Kurt in between Billy and Chuck, and to my surprise, he actually looked good like that.
A shiver of horror ran down my spine at the thought, as I got ready for bed, happy.
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(The Real Circle (and progress report;) : Hunter and Izzie are friends. Stephanie loves Hunter (still bad), Hunter loves Trish (went very good), Trish loves Chris Jericho (ended), Chris Jericho loves Izzie (still bad), Izzie loves The Rock (still good), and The Rock loves Stephanie (gone down a little).
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