The Dating Game Confidential
Billy: *tied up*
Am: HAHAHA! *clears throat* Yes, it is I! I couldn't wait Seven more shows, I wanted the Confidential Special NOW! Oh, and my opinion on Y2JERKOFF, is simply that he's a jealous little f***er, and he needs to be thrown out of the WWE! *gives Edge a careful hug* Poor Edgey-poo...
Edge: *trying to look helpless, and to hold back laughter*
Am: Anyhow, I'm going to unleash a new host if Billette doesn't agree to host. *takes his gag from him* Well?
Billy: I'll host! I like to!
Am: Okey dokey! *happy smiles* Ok, see you later! *takes Edge's hand (NOT CONNECTED TO THE ARM THAT'S CONNECTED TO THE BAD SHOULDER) and leads him out*
Billy: *clears throat* Welcome to the second part of The Dating Game Confidential, I'm your host, Billy! Feel free to call me Billette! *giggles* First we're going to Amanda and Edge's home, in Canada!
*****
Am: *opens the door wearing peach pjs* Oh! It's you guys! I wasn't ready yet, sorry! I just got out of bed. *giggles micherviously, then yells back into the house* EDGE! The camera crew is here! Oh, come on in. *steps back revealing a BIG parlour* There's room! *giggles again*
Cameraman: *steps in and zooms in on Amanda's pjs*
Am: Hey! Gimme a break, it was the only thing I could find! *turns from the camera in a huff and walks right into Gregory* What the-?! How did you get in here?
Gregory: Inquiring minds want to know. When do you think Edge will 'Pop the Question'?
Am: Er, marriage? I don't think he would. He's a single-type guy. You know?
Gregory: But you two seem to enjoy each other's company!
Am: True, true. But If he were to propose... I'd have to think a while for my reply. *nods* That's right. Ok, in here is the living room! *claps her hands* This is where I play piano concerts for Edge only! *plays a few notes with happy smile* This is also were the earlier recording of 'A Party Story' took place.
Gregory: How often does Christian come around here?
Am: Oh, every few days or so.
Gregory: And they party every time? What's up with this?
Am: Not every time. Oh, I was wondering when you were going to join us A- er... Edge.
Edge: *plops down on the couch* Hey. *waves to the camera with his un- injured arm*
Am: Edge! What... I mean, your clothes!
Edge: *is only wearing those tight leather pants* (A/N: *drools*) What?
Am: Can you at LEAST put a shirt on?
Edge: Why?
Am: All the girls... *trails off* Ok, fine. Don't wear a shirt. *sits down on his lap* Ok, Gregory, interview us!
Gregory: Would you take a different seat, Mrs. Hunter?
Am: How come? I'm comfortable here. *hugglez Edge, then tugs his hair playfully*
Gregory: Ok... Edge, are you planning on marrying Amanda?
Edge: *looks thoughtful*
Am: *looking oddly nervous*
Edge: Am I? *question is directed to Amanda*
Am: I don't know, are you?
Edge: I asked you!
Am: But Gregory asked you!
Edge: *takes a breath* I have to go. *gets up and leaves*
Am: *sitting on the floor suddenly*.... Oh... Gregory.... *turns very ANGRY expression on Gregory* I'll KILL you!
Gregory: Eep! *runs away*
Am: *chases him* Get back here!
Cameraman: Er.... *turns the camera around to face himself* I guess that's the end of the interview-
Edge: No it's not. I'm back. *sits down on the couch again*
Cameraman: So, why'd you leave?
Edge: Yes.
Cameraman: Huh?
Edge: I'm answering the question. Yes, I am.
Cameraman: *drops camera*
Edge: What? It's not that shocking, is it?
Gregory: *runs by screaming*
Am: *runs, then slams on her brakes and stare at Edge* You're back!
Edge: *gives the Cameraman a 'don't-f'n-tell' look*
Cameraman: *picks his camera back up*
Am: *looks pouty* Why'd you run away?
Edge: No reason. *pulls Am back onto his lap*
Am: *happy again*
Cameraman: *innocently* Amanda, would you accept a proposal from Edge here?
Am: *inclines her head* A proposal?
Cameraman: Marriage.
Am: *sits still for a second, then shrugs* I dunno. Would you want me to, Edge?
Edge: Would you want to?
Am: *sighs* I'm sick of this game! *gets up and faces Edge* YES! I would accept!
Edge: *a smile slowly crosses his face* (A/N: You know the one. ^.^)
Am: *inclines her head again*
Edge: *goes down on one knee and takes out a pretty case* Amanda-
Am: YES! *hugs Edge, forgetting about his shoulder*
Edge: OW!
Am: Sorry! Sorry! *cries* I'm so happy! I'm gonna be married!
*****
Billy: Err.... Ok, I thought Nicki and Brock were supposed to be the ones getting engaged? *reading the script* It doesn't say anything about them getting married in here!
Chuck: It was spontaneous! *wipes his eyes* And it was so beautiful!
Billy: Well, it's commercial time!
**Commercials**
Come in.
Get out.
Come here.
Go Away.
Are you confused?
Well so are we!
Thank you.
No thank you.
Come back soon.
I never want to see your face again.
*A picture of a cat with it's head stuck in a toilet shows up and underneath it says, "Get help. What's the point?"*
**Back to show**
Billy: Well... Just in, Nicki came back from Quebec.
Chuck: Should we cut to the proposal then?
Billy: Uhm... *Scratches head* I can't think right that commercial screwed up my brain.
Chuck: What was it about?
Billy: Weren't you watching on the little TV?
Chuck: .... Yeah, but what was the point of it?
Billy: I think it was an advertisement for the mental institution.
Chuck: I guess that's where they expect people to go after that commercial.
Billy: Yeah... So let's go to Nicki and Brock's house, where we have snuck in and hid cameras all around.
*****
Nicki: *Hangs up the phone* Amanda's getting married!
Brock: Well... *Looks ponderous*
Nicki: *Looks straight at the bowl of fruits where the camera is hidden, but doesn't see it* I want an apple.
Brock: *Picks up an apple (Which by the way has the camera in it)*
Nicki: Yeah that one! *Takes it*
Christian: Hey cool! *takes the apple from her* Can I have a bite?
Nicki: Sure!!!
Christian: Hey! Look, a spider! *points*
Nicki: OH MY GOD WHERE!! *Looks behind her*
Christian: *throws the apple, which splatters noisly on the wall*
Nicki: *Jumps and turns around* HEY! MY APPLE!
Christian: It was an evil apple! EVIL! *runs away*
Brock: ... *Scared looking*
Nicki: Why so quiet?
Brock: I'm just... thinking...
Nicki: Oh well... *Eats a different apple* Lets go to the living room! *Walks to the living room with Brock*
Brock: Well... I just wanted to know something.
Nicki: *Sits on the couch, on the sides of two different cushions, where in between them is another camera*
Christian: *picks her up and moves her to a different spot* It's an EVIL Cushion!!!!!! EVIL! *runs away again*
Brock: Er... Maybe we should... go upstairs?
Nicki: Good idea! *Skips to their bedroom, followed by Brock* What did you wanna know?
*Camera is hidden behind the mirror on the dresser*
Brock: Well... *Looks at the mirror*
Nicki: Well what?? *Looks at the mirror too and sees.... A spider* AHH!!!! KILL IT!!!
Brock: *Grabs a kleenex and hits the spider with it, cracking the mirror*
Christian: *runs in, grabs the mirror, and runs away*
Nicki: Uhm... Could we go to.... maybe the... gym?
Brock: Good idea...... *Picks up Nicki and carries her to the gym*
Nicki: Hmm... I wonder why Christian's bothering us....
Brock: He's annoying.
Nicki: Ok well..
*Camera is in weight bench*
Brock: Well I wanted to know if-*Trying to find something to do so that he can say it easier, so he picks up a weight and just kinda...lifts it*
Nicki: If...
Brock: If you would *Puts the weight down on the camera* If you would-
Christian: NOOOO!!!! *body slams Brock* You can't! You can't! There's... A gas leak! You have to leave the gym! No.. The doors to hell just opened up in here, you have to leave!
Brock: *Picks up Christian and throws him into the gym equipment*
Christian: X_X
Nicki: That's.... mean....
Brock: Just come here! *Carries Nicki to the bathroom and locks the door*
*Note: There's no camera in the bathroom*
Christian outside the door: NO CAMERA! NO CAMERA! *something breaks*
Nicki: IF YOU BREAK MY STUFF BROCK WILL BREAK YOU!!!
*Sound of a body hitting the door*
Christian outside: Ouch! *does it again* Ouch! Open up! *does it again* OUCH!
Brock: Ok Nicki I just wanted to know if-
Gregory /w Camera: *Smashes the window and climbs into the room* What's up with you?
Brock: *Hits his fist on the door*
Christian: *body checks the door again* OW!
Gregory: How have you eluded our cleverly placed cameras? What's up with this?
Christian: I tried to tell you! NO CAMERA! *sound of something else breaking* Whoops...
Brock: *Opens the door*
Christian: *visibly pales* Hello.
Brock: GET OUT!
Christian: *runs screaming down the stairs and out of the house*
Brock: *Turns around to Gregory* You too...
Gregory: But Brock, I'm here to record!
Brock: Never mind it! YOU SCREWED IT UP! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
Gregory: *falls out the window*
**Commercial**
Little Boy Picking his nose: I CAN'T DIG IT!
Booker T: That's because you're doing it ALL wrong! *Hands the kid a box of kleenexes* Use one of these!
Little Boy: *Blows his nose on one* Wow!
Booker T: Buy the new Booker Sneeze Kleenex!! Then you don't have to dig it!
**Show**
Nicki: What's...going on?
Brock: NEVERMIND! *Storms out of the room*
Am: Woah there, Brocky boy. Calm yourself.
Brock: *Mumbles and leaves the house*
Am: Man, what the hell was that all about? First Christian bowls me over looking as pale as a sheet, then Gregory falls out the window and hits the ground running, then Brock almost runs me down!
Nicki: *Shocked*
Am: Don't worry though! No one will spoil happy moments! *giggles* I was prepared.
Nicki: Prepared... for what? *Teary-eyed*
Am: For Brockly to get angry. Just wait. *faces the stairs and gestures to the open front door* Any second now.
*Seconds pass*
Am: Ok, it may take a little longer, this is Brock we're talking about here.
*A couple more seconds pass.... and then...*
RVD: Got Him!!!! *pulling Brock back into the house*
Am: *sees Nicki's cynical expression* You think it was only Robbie? *laughs* Well, Rob was the one to bring him in, but I also had Spike, Matt, Jeff, Kurt, Bubba, and The Rock help stop him and bring him back. *waves happily to the guys popping into the house* Oh, and Edge helped a bit too, I'm sure. Injured shoulder or not.
Edge: *enters the house clutching his shoulder* Ouch, ouch, ouch....
Am: *glares for a second at Brock, then smiles happily again* Ok, do it!
Spike: *locks the front doors, and then hides the key* Ok! Lock down complete!
Am: *turns to Nicki* Nothing will spoil it! Not even Christian's mental state will interrupt.
Nicki: Interrupt...what?
Brock: I'm going to bed. *Walks up the stairs and goes into their room*
Nicki: Er... *Follows him*
Am: Uh-uh! ForGET it Brock! You'll do what you were SUPPOSED to do today, no matter WHAT mood you're in! It's not fair to make Nicki suffer just because Crazy Christian put you in a bad mood! *grabs him* Oh, hit me and you DIE. There are a few guys here who would avenge my death.
Nicki: Just let him go and let him calm down. Geez. He won't calm down if you're bothering him!
Paul Heyman: *Walks into the house* BROCK! *Screaming in his annoying voice*
Nicki: Get.... out of my house. *Jumps down the stairs at him and starts punching him*
Am: Save some for me! *grabs his hat and starts hitting him with it* Take that, slimy bastard!
Spike: What about the plan?
Am: Screw the plan, I'm having FUN! *laughs evilly and pulls his hair*
Paul Heyman: *Laying on the ground with a broken back from Nicki flying at him fast*
Brock: *Watching*
Heyman: GET DOWN HERE AND HELP, BROCK!
Brock: I'll help... *Walks down the stairs*
Heyman: Thank you!
Brock: *Picks him up and carries him upstairs*
Am: Awww.....
RVD: I wanted to hit him too!
Brock: *Opens a window*
Nicki: Ooh?
Brock: *Throws him out the window, then locks it*
Everyone: *cheers*
Nicki: *Sits down*
Brock: *Comes back downstairs*
Nicki: You hurt me.
Brock: I didn't touch you.
Nicki: You yelled at me...
Am: *silent*
RVD: What-
Am: Shh!
Brock: Oh well...
Nicki: You said you'd NEVER hurt me.
Everyone: *looks scared about what might happen*
Brock: I'm sorry.
Nicki: *Teary-eyed* Never.
Brock: Huh?
Nicki: Nothing... Everyone's thinking that like I'm gonna break up with you.
Brock: And... *Looks like he's gonna cry*
Nicki: I said never.
Everyone: *cheers*
Brock: *A single tear rolls down his cheek*
Nicki: *Sniffle*
Brock: *Wipes it off and looks serious*
Nicki: Thanks. You were gonna make me cry.
Brock: Er. *Sits down beside Nicki*
**Commercials**
Am: Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up next to the one you love? How about how it would feel to wake up one morning to feel better than you ever have in your whole life? Well, on Happy Time with AllHailPrincessSmokey, you can! *shameless plug* On my show, I take a person, and I allow them to live their every dream!
Kurt: You're a LIAR!
Am: Shut up!
**Back to Show**
*Stunned silence in the room*
Nicki: I'm sorry.
Brock: ....... oh.
Nicki: *Sniffle* I don't wanna... pretend...
Brock: To like me?
Nicki: No no... I do like you it's just not.... love....
Brock: Oh... *Shuts his eyes*
Am: *turns to the crowd of stunned people* Guys, I think we should go.
Everyone (Except Am, and Edge): *leave*
Am: Ok, Nicki, Brock, I think you two need some time apart.
Nicki: Er...
Brock: *Opens his eyes a little, but can't really see much because it's all teary/blurry*
Am: *pats Brock on the shoulder* You need time to think, and so do you Nicki.
Nicki: *Stands up* Well... There's... a problem...
Brock: *Gets up slowly*
Nicki: We only have... one house...
Edge: Brock can stay with Am and I.... If he wants.
Nicki: No... I think you should stay here Brock. It's all your stuff.
Brock: *Looks around and wipes his eyes*
Nicki: *Hugs Brock* Don't... let me hurt your feelings.... I'm just not sure... I'll go and stay with them... I don't want you to hate me or dislike me.
Brock: Ok...
Nicki: Bye... *Leaves*
Am: Sorry, man....*hugs him sort of stiffly, then leaves*
Edge: *looks at him for a second* Uh.. Do you want me to stay or something?
Brock: I'll be ok on my own.
Edge: You sure?
Brock: Yes.
Edge: Ok... See you later... *leaves*
**Commercial**
Trish: Somebody pissed in my garden!
Fan: It was me.
Trish: Who are you?
Fan: Just another stratusfied customer.
Trish: Why did you piss on my flowers?
Fan: Its a token of my appretiation.
Trish: *Shakes her head*
Fan: Are you getting this buddy?
Fan#2: Got it! HURRY!
Fan: *Kisses Trish and then runs away*
Trish: Uhm...
Taker: I told you to set up those Undertaking umbrellas over the flowers!
**Back to Show**
Billy: Now wasn't that... Sad... *Bawling*
Chuck: *crying too* That was the saddest thing I have ever seen!
Rico: *Sniff Sniff*
Billy: I'm sorry... I can't do this! That's all for today! Next time, a party story by Edge and Christian, Trish's life with a man that deserves lots of respect, and...Er... I guess Brock/Nicki and their lives on their own... *Blows his nose with Booker Sneezes*
END
Billy: *tied up*
Am: HAHAHA! *clears throat* Yes, it is I! I couldn't wait Seven more shows, I wanted the Confidential Special NOW! Oh, and my opinion on Y2JERKOFF, is simply that he's a jealous little f***er, and he needs to be thrown out of the WWE! *gives Edge a careful hug* Poor Edgey-poo...
Edge: *trying to look helpless, and to hold back laughter*
Am: Anyhow, I'm going to unleash a new host if Billette doesn't agree to host. *takes his gag from him* Well?
Billy: I'll host! I like to!
Am: Okey dokey! *happy smiles* Ok, see you later! *takes Edge's hand (NOT CONNECTED TO THE ARM THAT'S CONNECTED TO THE BAD SHOULDER) and leads him out*
Billy: *clears throat* Welcome to the second part of The Dating Game Confidential, I'm your host, Billy! Feel free to call me Billette! *giggles* First we're going to Amanda and Edge's home, in Canada!
*****
Am: *opens the door wearing peach pjs* Oh! It's you guys! I wasn't ready yet, sorry! I just got out of bed. *giggles micherviously, then yells back into the house* EDGE! The camera crew is here! Oh, come on in. *steps back revealing a BIG parlour* There's room! *giggles again*
Cameraman: *steps in and zooms in on Amanda's pjs*
Am: Hey! Gimme a break, it was the only thing I could find! *turns from the camera in a huff and walks right into Gregory* What the-?! How did you get in here?
Gregory: Inquiring minds want to know. When do you think Edge will 'Pop the Question'?
Am: Er, marriage? I don't think he would. He's a single-type guy. You know?
Gregory: But you two seem to enjoy each other's company!
Am: True, true. But If he were to propose... I'd have to think a while for my reply. *nods* That's right. Ok, in here is the living room! *claps her hands* This is where I play piano concerts for Edge only! *plays a few notes with happy smile* This is also were the earlier recording of 'A Party Story' took place.
Gregory: How often does Christian come around here?
Am: Oh, every few days or so.
Gregory: And they party every time? What's up with this?
Am: Not every time. Oh, I was wondering when you were going to join us A- er... Edge.
Edge: *plops down on the couch* Hey. *waves to the camera with his un- injured arm*
Am: Edge! What... I mean, your clothes!
Edge: *is only wearing those tight leather pants* (A/N: *drools*) What?
Am: Can you at LEAST put a shirt on?
Edge: Why?
Am: All the girls... *trails off* Ok, fine. Don't wear a shirt. *sits down on his lap* Ok, Gregory, interview us!
Gregory: Would you take a different seat, Mrs. Hunter?
Am: How come? I'm comfortable here. *hugglez Edge, then tugs his hair playfully*
Gregory: Ok... Edge, are you planning on marrying Amanda?
Edge: *looks thoughtful*
Am: *looking oddly nervous*
Edge: Am I? *question is directed to Amanda*
Am: I don't know, are you?
Edge: I asked you!
Am: But Gregory asked you!
Edge: *takes a breath* I have to go. *gets up and leaves*
Am: *sitting on the floor suddenly*.... Oh... Gregory.... *turns very ANGRY expression on Gregory* I'll KILL you!
Gregory: Eep! *runs away*
Am: *chases him* Get back here!
Cameraman: Er.... *turns the camera around to face himself* I guess that's the end of the interview-
Edge: No it's not. I'm back. *sits down on the couch again*
Cameraman: So, why'd you leave?
Edge: Yes.
Cameraman: Huh?
Edge: I'm answering the question. Yes, I am.
Cameraman: *drops camera*
Edge: What? It's not that shocking, is it?
Gregory: *runs by screaming*
Am: *runs, then slams on her brakes and stare at Edge* You're back!
Edge: *gives the Cameraman a 'don't-f'n-tell' look*
Cameraman: *picks his camera back up*
Am: *looks pouty* Why'd you run away?
Edge: No reason. *pulls Am back onto his lap*
Am: *happy again*
Cameraman: *innocently* Amanda, would you accept a proposal from Edge here?
Am: *inclines her head* A proposal?
Cameraman: Marriage.
Am: *sits still for a second, then shrugs* I dunno. Would you want me to, Edge?
Edge: Would you want to?
Am: *sighs* I'm sick of this game! *gets up and faces Edge* YES! I would accept!
Edge: *a smile slowly crosses his face* (A/N: You know the one. ^.^)
Am: *inclines her head again*
Edge: *goes down on one knee and takes out a pretty case* Amanda-
Am: YES! *hugs Edge, forgetting about his shoulder*
Edge: OW!
Am: Sorry! Sorry! *cries* I'm so happy! I'm gonna be married!
*****
Billy: Err.... Ok, I thought Nicki and Brock were supposed to be the ones getting engaged? *reading the script* It doesn't say anything about them getting married in here!
Chuck: It was spontaneous! *wipes his eyes* And it was so beautiful!
Billy: Well, it's commercial time!
**Commercials**
Come in.
Get out.
Come here.
Go Away.
Are you confused?
Well so are we!
Thank you.
No thank you.
Come back soon.
I never want to see your face again.
*A picture of a cat with it's head stuck in a toilet shows up and underneath it says, "Get help. What's the point?"*
**Back to show**
Billy: Well... Just in, Nicki came back from Quebec.
Chuck: Should we cut to the proposal then?
Billy: Uhm... *Scratches head* I can't think right that commercial screwed up my brain.
Chuck: What was it about?
Billy: Weren't you watching on the little TV?
Chuck: .... Yeah, but what was the point of it?
Billy: I think it was an advertisement for the mental institution.
Chuck: I guess that's where they expect people to go after that commercial.
Billy: Yeah... So let's go to Nicki and Brock's house, where we have snuck in and hid cameras all around.
*****
Nicki: *Hangs up the phone* Amanda's getting married!
Brock: Well... *Looks ponderous*
Nicki: *Looks straight at the bowl of fruits where the camera is hidden, but doesn't see it* I want an apple.
Brock: *Picks up an apple (Which by the way has the camera in it)*
Nicki: Yeah that one! *Takes it*
Christian: Hey cool! *takes the apple from her* Can I have a bite?
Nicki: Sure!!!
Christian: Hey! Look, a spider! *points*
Nicki: OH MY GOD WHERE!! *Looks behind her*
Christian: *throws the apple, which splatters noisly on the wall*
Nicki: *Jumps and turns around* HEY! MY APPLE!
Christian: It was an evil apple! EVIL! *runs away*
Brock: ... *Scared looking*
Nicki: Why so quiet?
Brock: I'm just... thinking...
Nicki: Oh well... *Eats a different apple* Lets go to the living room! *Walks to the living room with Brock*
Brock: Well... I just wanted to know something.
Nicki: *Sits on the couch, on the sides of two different cushions, where in between them is another camera*
Christian: *picks her up and moves her to a different spot* It's an EVIL Cushion!!!!!! EVIL! *runs away again*
Brock: Er... Maybe we should... go upstairs?
Nicki: Good idea! *Skips to their bedroom, followed by Brock* What did you wanna know?
*Camera is hidden behind the mirror on the dresser*
Brock: Well... *Looks at the mirror*
Nicki: Well what?? *Looks at the mirror too and sees.... A spider* AHH!!!! KILL IT!!!
Brock: *Grabs a kleenex and hits the spider with it, cracking the mirror*
Christian: *runs in, grabs the mirror, and runs away*
Nicki: Uhm... Could we go to.... maybe the... gym?
Brock: Good idea...... *Picks up Nicki and carries her to the gym*
Nicki: Hmm... I wonder why Christian's bothering us....
Brock: He's annoying.
Nicki: Ok well..
*Camera is in weight bench*
Brock: Well I wanted to know if-*Trying to find something to do so that he can say it easier, so he picks up a weight and just kinda...lifts it*
Nicki: If...
Brock: If you would *Puts the weight down on the camera* If you would-
Christian: NOOOO!!!! *body slams Brock* You can't! You can't! There's... A gas leak! You have to leave the gym! No.. The doors to hell just opened up in here, you have to leave!
Brock: *Picks up Christian and throws him into the gym equipment*
Christian: X_X
Nicki: That's.... mean....
Brock: Just come here! *Carries Nicki to the bathroom and locks the door*
*Note: There's no camera in the bathroom*
Christian outside the door: NO CAMERA! NO CAMERA! *something breaks*
Nicki: IF YOU BREAK MY STUFF BROCK WILL BREAK YOU!!!
*Sound of a body hitting the door*
Christian outside: Ouch! *does it again* Ouch! Open up! *does it again* OUCH!
Brock: Ok Nicki I just wanted to know if-
Gregory /w Camera: *Smashes the window and climbs into the room* What's up with you?
Brock: *Hits his fist on the door*
Christian: *body checks the door again* OW!
Gregory: How have you eluded our cleverly placed cameras? What's up with this?
Christian: I tried to tell you! NO CAMERA! *sound of something else breaking* Whoops...
Brock: *Opens the door*
Christian: *visibly pales* Hello.
Brock: GET OUT!
Christian: *runs screaming down the stairs and out of the house*
Brock: *Turns around to Gregory* You too...
Gregory: But Brock, I'm here to record!
Brock: Never mind it! YOU SCREWED IT UP! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
Gregory: *falls out the window*
**Commercial**
Little Boy Picking his nose: I CAN'T DIG IT!
Booker T: That's because you're doing it ALL wrong! *Hands the kid a box of kleenexes* Use one of these!
Little Boy: *Blows his nose on one* Wow!
Booker T: Buy the new Booker Sneeze Kleenex!! Then you don't have to dig it!
**Show**
Nicki: What's...going on?
Brock: NEVERMIND! *Storms out of the room*
Am: Woah there, Brocky boy. Calm yourself.
Brock: *Mumbles and leaves the house*
Am: Man, what the hell was that all about? First Christian bowls me over looking as pale as a sheet, then Gregory falls out the window and hits the ground running, then Brock almost runs me down!
Nicki: *Shocked*
Am: Don't worry though! No one will spoil happy moments! *giggles* I was prepared.
Nicki: Prepared... for what? *Teary-eyed*
Am: For Brockly to get angry. Just wait. *faces the stairs and gestures to the open front door* Any second now.
*Seconds pass*
Am: Ok, it may take a little longer, this is Brock we're talking about here.
*A couple more seconds pass.... and then...*
RVD: Got Him!!!! *pulling Brock back into the house*
Am: *sees Nicki's cynical expression* You think it was only Robbie? *laughs* Well, Rob was the one to bring him in, but I also had Spike, Matt, Jeff, Kurt, Bubba, and The Rock help stop him and bring him back. *waves happily to the guys popping into the house* Oh, and Edge helped a bit too, I'm sure. Injured shoulder or not.
Edge: *enters the house clutching his shoulder* Ouch, ouch, ouch....
Am: *glares for a second at Brock, then smiles happily again* Ok, do it!
Spike: *locks the front doors, and then hides the key* Ok! Lock down complete!
Am: *turns to Nicki* Nothing will spoil it! Not even Christian's mental state will interrupt.
Nicki: Interrupt...what?
Brock: I'm going to bed. *Walks up the stairs and goes into their room*
Nicki: Er... *Follows him*
Am: Uh-uh! ForGET it Brock! You'll do what you were SUPPOSED to do today, no matter WHAT mood you're in! It's not fair to make Nicki suffer just because Crazy Christian put you in a bad mood! *grabs him* Oh, hit me and you DIE. There are a few guys here who would avenge my death.
Nicki: Just let him go and let him calm down. Geez. He won't calm down if you're bothering him!
Paul Heyman: *Walks into the house* BROCK! *Screaming in his annoying voice*
Nicki: Get.... out of my house. *Jumps down the stairs at him and starts punching him*
Am: Save some for me! *grabs his hat and starts hitting him with it* Take that, slimy bastard!
Spike: What about the plan?
Am: Screw the plan, I'm having FUN! *laughs evilly and pulls his hair*
Paul Heyman: *Laying on the ground with a broken back from Nicki flying at him fast*
Brock: *Watching*
Heyman: GET DOWN HERE AND HELP, BROCK!
Brock: I'll help... *Walks down the stairs*
Heyman: Thank you!
Brock: *Picks him up and carries him upstairs*
Am: Awww.....
RVD: I wanted to hit him too!
Brock: *Opens a window*
Nicki: Ooh?
Brock: *Throws him out the window, then locks it*
Everyone: *cheers*
Nicki: *Sits down*
Brock: *Comes back downstairs*
Nicki: You hurt me.
Brock: I didn't touch you.
Nicki: You yelled at me...
Am: *silent*
RVD: What-
Am: Shh!
Brock: Oh well...
Nicki: You said you'd NEVER hurt me.
Everyone: *looks scared about what might happen*
Brock: I'm sorry.
Nicki: *Teary-eyed* Never.
Brock: Huh?
Nicki: Nothing... Everyone's thinking that like I'm gonna break up with you.
Brock: And... *Looks like he's gonna cry*
Nicki: I said never.
Everyone: *cheers*
Brock: *A single tear rolls down his cheek*
Nicki: *Sniffle*
Brock: *Wipes it off and looks serious*
Nicki: Thanks. You were gonna make me cry.
Brock: Er. *Sits down beside Nicki*
**Commercials**
Am: Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up next to the one you love? How about how it would feel to wake up one morning to feel better than you ever have in your whole life? Well, on Happy Time with AllHailPrincessSmokey, you can! *shameless plug* On my show, I take a person, and I allow them to live their every dream!
Kurt: You're a LIAR!
Am: Shut up!
**Back to Show**
*Stunned silence in the room*
Nicki: I'm sorry.
Brock: ....... oh.
Nicki: *Sniffle* I don't wanna... pretend...
Brock: To like me?
Nicki: No no... I do like you it's just not.... love....
Brock: Oh... *Shuts his eyes*
Am: *turns to the crowd of stunned people* Guys, I think we should go.
Everyone (Except Am, and Edge): *leave*
Am: Ok, Nicki, Brock, I think you two need some time apart.
Nicki: Er...
Brock: *Opens his eyes a little, but can't really see much because it's all teary/blurry*
Am: *pats Brock on the shoulder* You need time to think, and so do you Nicki.
Nicki: *Stands up* Well... There's... a problem...
Brock: *Gets up slowly*
Nicki: We only have... one house...
Edge: Brock can stay with Am and I.... If he wants.
Nicki: No... I think you should stay here Brock. It's all your stuff.
Brock: *Looks around and wipes his eyes*
Nicki: *Hugs Brock* Don't... let me hurt your feelings.... I'm just not sure... I'll go and stay with them... I don't want you to hate me or dislike me.
Brock: Ok...
Nicki: Bye... *Leaves*
Am: Sorry, man....*hugs him sort of stiffly, then leaves*
Edge: *looks at him for a second* Uh.. Do you want me to stay or something?
Brock: I'll be ok on my own.
Edge: You sure?
Brock: Yes.
Edge: Ok... See you later... *leaves*
**Commercial**
Trish: Somebody pissed in my garden!
Fan: It was me.
Trish: Who are you?
Fan: Just another stratusfied customer.
Trish: Why did you piss on my flowers?
Fan: Its a token of my appretiation.
Trish: *Shakes her head*
Fan: Are you getting this buddy?
Fan#2: Got it! HURRY!
Fan: *Kisses Trish and then runs away*
Trish: Uhm...
Taker: I told you to set up those Undertaking umbrellas over the flowers!
**Back to Show**
Billy: Now wasn't that... Sad... *Bawling*
Chuck: *crying too* That was the saddest thing I have ever seen!
Rico: *Sniff Sniff*
Billy: I'm sorry... I can't do this! That's all for today! Next time, a party story by Edge and Christian, Trish's life with a man that deserves lots of respect, and...Er... I guess Brock/Nicki and their lives on their own... *Blows his nose with Booker Sneezes*
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