Reader Diva
Disclaimer: Own nobody, but the new girl, Fiona Miller.
A/N: Dedicated to the fabby Miss Calysto (Phenomstress) and the brill
Hurricane's Sidekick. :)
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The winner was… I'll let you know in the story. :P Mwahahaha…
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Christine broke into a bright smile. "Taker, hiya, what are you doing here?"
Undertaker didn't say anything, as he stepped forward towards Chris and
Christine.
She tried again. "I wasn't expecting to see you, I thought you had an interview
or something?"
Again Taker remained silent, as he walked over to Chris and stood staring into
Chris's eyes. Suddenly, Undertaker pushed Chris, making Y2J stumble back.
Chrissie yelled at Undertaker to stop, but before she could do anything,
Undertaker's right fist connected with Chris Jericho's left jaw at a high
speed.
Christine ran up to Chris, who was holding his jaw, and she turned around to
glare at Undertaker. "You going to hit me now, huh?!" She yelled at him. Taker
paused for a second, then he took a swing at Chrissie, who ducked it and
slapped Undertaker.
"We need to talk," Chrissie told Taker, before linking arms with Chris and
walking off.
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Chrissie held the icepack so carefully against his jaw, a look of deep concern
in her eyes, and started apologising fir Undertaker's actions, but Chris cut
her off.
"No problem, honestly. I'll live," Chris said, smiling, then wincing in pain
from his jaw.
Chrissie kept the icepack on his face, and smiled lightly, but the look of
concern didn't leave her eyes. A stray strand of hair fell in front of Chris's
eyes, and carefully, she tucked it back. Chris looked into her eyes, not saying
anything, and she looked back at him. It felt like her heart had stopped in her
chest. Her throat went very dry, and she blinked a few times, and Chris slowly
started to lean towards her (the icepack lay on the bench, forgotten)…
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"What's going on?!"
The moment was spoiled totally with the interruption of Undertaker. Chrissie
pulled away from Chris rapidly, stumbling back slightly.
"Dad," she said. "Chris and I aren't going out."
"Well it sure as hell looks that way!" Taker said angrily.
"You remember on the draft RAW day? I got knocked out…" Chrissie said.
Undertaker sighed, "Are you gonna tell me what's going on or
not?" he said angrily.
Chris stepped in at this point. "Trish told Chrissie that she was heading off
to Smackdown, and Chrissie believed her. Early this morning, I found Chrissie
in the hotel gym, and told her the truth. She'd been worrying about it since
she had heard so."
"Again, are you gonna tell me what's going on or not?"
"Trish interrupted Chris and me when I was getting my bag ready for today. He
had offered me a lift. So, to pay back Trish, we're pretending to be an item.
'Cos she knows how much you would object."
Undertaker looked at Chrissie and at Chris. "You expect me to believe that?!"
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Trish sat in the cafeteria eating some salad, when suddenly Terri bounced over
to her.
"Did you hear?" Terri asked Trish, who shook her head. "Undertaker attacked
Chris!"
"He what?!" Trish asked, disbelievingly.
"After Chris came down to the ring to save Chrissie,
Undertaker attacked Chris Jericho backstage. He's got this huge bruise on his
jaw, and Chrissie saved him, and then slapped Taker. It's all so interesting. I
heard that Chris and Chrissie were secretly married, and Undertaker was
jealous. But then I heard that they were real-life brother and sister, and
Taker wanted to keep them apart… what do you think?"
"Um, I've got to go, Terri…. I'll see you around…" Trish got up from the table,
and walked out of the room. Terri shrugged, and popped a piece of Trish's
lettuce in her mouth, before moving over to tell Richards the news.
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By the time Trish got to Chrissie's locker room, it was empty. All that was in
there was a bloody hand towel. Trish stormed out of the room to try and find
any of the three, hoping Taker hadn't done anything stupid.
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Taker was in his own room, after leaving Chrissie and Chris. They had given him
a lot to think about. And he now trusted them. And he had promised not to tell
Trish what was going on. And of extra effect, he was going to act angry at
Chrissie.
*knock, knock*
The sound woke Taker from his thoughts.
"Go away!" he yelled.
"Let me in, Taker, please?"
It was Trish. He visibly relaxed, then opened the door for her.
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"Please tell me you haven't done anything stupid!" Trish said.
"I haven't done anything stupid. Well, at least, I don't think it's stupid."
Undertaker told Trish.
"But…!"
"Never mind that for the moment, Trish. I just need to ask you something." He
said, and Trish nodded. "You know what I was saying earlier?" Again, Trish
nodded. "Well, I was wondering… sorta… if you wanted to meet up for a movie at
some point…?"
Trish paused a second, trying to decide what to say.
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A] Yes
B] No
C] How about going to a restaurant?
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