Random Madness
By The Ripperette
*******NOTES******
My good Lord, what a lot of requests to make two attractive grown men act like women! I tried to squeeze in just about everything...Well, here it goes - part two! I hope it's long enough for all of ya!
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In the backstage area....
Test: (hidden from view) This is a dumb plan, eh?
Lance: (also hidden) Shh!
Jeff: (hidden) Now, I say this - we bring the whuppin', you bring the ass!!!
Raven: (hiding) QUIET! I'm sure if we word this the right way, we'll be just fine...
Christian: (following them as they all walk up to the locker room labeled 'Billy and Chuck') *grunt*
Test: WAIT!
(Everyone looks at Test)
Test: I've just aboot had it with Lesnar! (whaps Christian on the back of the head)
Raven: You fool! We don't know who he'll be next!!!
Lance: We don't have time for this! I'm going in there!
(Lance busts into Billy and Chuck's locker room, where Rico is busy helping them tighten their headbands)
Rico: *SHRIEK* My god! Don't you knock?!
Billy and Chuck: *SHRIEK*
Lance: We need a base of operations an a place to hide Raven! Will you help?
Rico: *GASP!* My god! You do need our help! (runs past Lance straight to Jeff) Your hair is absolutely HORRID!!!
Jeff: Who...in the BLUE-EST of blue HELLS...are YOU?!
Rico: Oh, you silly boy! (whaps Jeff playfully on the head) I'm Rico, the stylist!! Hmm...I think we should wash out the dye!
Jeff: (Slowly drags hands up along mid-section, and inhales deeply through puckered lips) Very well!
Christian: (Follows, staring at right hand) When did I turn white, sucka?! (continues to stare at hand, and acts as though he's doing all the spin-a-roonie stuff) SUCKAAAAAA!! (attempts to do spin-a-roonie, but ends up oddly positioned on his houlders, like a bent accordion) ...tell me I did not just do that!!
Rico: ...there's something you're not telling us...isn't there?
Lance: ...y'know, just watch Christan and Jeff, we'll take Raven with us...(Lance, Test and Raven begin to walk out)
Raven: (under breath to Lance) Thank you!!
Lance: No problem. Now, how would we shut down the show?
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Outside the arena as fans arrive...
Lance: That's right! It's been cancelled, you lousy Americans!! (points at a group of teenage fans) Go home!!
Raven: (glares at some fans who yell obscene things at the all-heel Showstoppas [no pun intended]) It's no use! They won't listen to us because we're heavily disliked by them!!
Test: What's that all aboot?
Lance: Well, it's not like we can get any babyfaces to help us out. They hate us all! We're all heels!
Raven: Jeff's a babyface.
Test: But he's all crazy...and it still smells like that damn hair coloring oot here...
Amy: Hey, Ray-ray! There's Test, he's the one that glared at us out of that truck at our first WWE House show!!
(The two bitter, angry fans hurl their popcorn at Test, who takes the hit in the head)
Lance: NOOO! (Is stared at by all the fans) Not Test! (Points at the two fan girls) LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!!
Raven: Oh, God!
Amy: Heyy, it's Raven!! Can you autograph my sign?
Raven: Umm...sure, I guess! (Whips a marker out of his jacket pocket and scribbles his autograph on the sign, takes a pic with the fans and looks back at Lance and Test) It's been ages since fans aproached me! (Smiles happily)
Test: (smacks Raven upside the head) HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?!
Lance: NO! He thinks he's Hardcore Holly!! And he hit Raven!! (Cups Raven's face in his hands) Say something, Raven! Say something that's so evil, sarcastic, hating and cynical that only you would say it!!
Raven: (Stands up, and poses all sultry-like) Hello, ladies!
Lance: ...close enough. Come on, we need to stop Smackdown from airing!
Test: (points at fans) How do you like me now?! (Follows Lance alongside Raven)
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Back in the arena...
Lance: Okay, we're back, Rico! (Pause) ...where's Jeff and Christian?
Rico: Oh, well, it's sort of funny! They started playing truth or dare with Billy and Chuck, but they got in a big hissy-fight!
Lance: ...they didn't... hit each other in the head,. did they?
Rico: (thinks) Now that you mention it, I believe that Billy got really mad at Jeff! You know how he is with his temper, I keep saying, if you stress out, you'll wrinkle, but does he listen, Nooo -
Lance: HE HIT HIM IN THE HEAD?!
Rico: Oh...well, yeah.
Raven: (Suddenly slides in, wearing nothing but a towel [to our knowledge]) Heelloooo, Ladies!!
Rico: Umm...anyway, then he left, after hitting Christian in the head, and he got real mad at him, then he speared him! Come to think of it, he was acting a bit like Edge! Christian was acting like his normal self, but then he got hit in the head AGAIN, and started acting all funny. Then, he hit Jeff..and..um...(fidgets)
Lance: (Whaps Test in the head, as he started to give him the 'Hardcore Holly' glare) And..?
Rico: ...um...I think they got in a cat fight...over whose hair was better...then...uh...(squirms a bit)...then they challenged each other to a bra and panties match.
Lance: WHAT!??!!
Raven: Ooo...bra and panties...
Lance: (Inadvertantly hits Raven) Well, at least the show hasn't started...(looks at the clock, then face faulters) OH MY GOd! The show started five minutes ago!! We're doomed!!
Rico: Yes...and they already got the match cleared with Stephy, too. I believe they're up next.
Lance: Oh, god...we've failed!! We can't let the matches go on though, or more people will be afflicted.
Test: What's that all aboot?
Raven: (glares spitefully)
Lance: ...wait...you're acting normal! (pause) ...it doesn't smell like Jeff's hair dye in here! (looks at Rico, who is spraying hair spray in his hair... that was a little redunant) ...what is that?!
Rico: ...um (looks at the three timidly) ...hair spray?
Raven: (holding up towel) It seems to have a curing effect on the affliction with Jeff's hair dye. Has anyone seen my skirt? I seem to be in a towel...
Test: (Starts giggling)
Lance: What's so funny, Test?
Test: Check this out!
(All of them look at the TV minotor, where Jeff is standing, humiliated and looking somewhat confused, in the middle of the ring, and Christian is walking poudly up the ramp. The audience looks somewhat stunned, as Jeff is in a red set of bra and panties, and Christian walks up the ramp, one hand on his hip, in a bra and a pair of pleather flares)
Tazz: (Commentary from monitor) Well, uh, Cole, dat was...interesting!
MC: (Commentary from monitor [quietly]) I wish I was that honest about my sexuality...*AHEM!* Well, If I didn't know any better, um...I'd say Christian thinks he's Stacy Keibler, and that Jeff is Torrie.
Tazz: (Commentary from monitor) I tink it's da other way around, judging from Jeff's promo at Christian, sayin' how he shoulda won da Golden Thong award! I think you shoulda won, Cole! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Lance: (Stares, mortified, at TV) ..what have we unleashed?!
Raven: I think we should find Christian before he hits on Billy Kidman.
Lance: That's right! (to no one in particular, but presumably meant towards Christian) I'm coming, my fellow Canadian warrior! Stay strong! (snatches Rico's hair spray)
(All three of them run out. leaving behind a very confused Rico, Billy and Chuck)
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In yet another hallway...
Raven: (runs around corner, in his skirt and jacket outfit once again) ARGH! Don't hit me! I don't wanna be Val Venis again!
Christian: (chases him, raising a hight heeled shoe threateningly above his head, and talking in a whiny girly voice, still in flared pants and bra) Come back here, you perv! How DARE you come into my locker room without knocking!
Lance: GIVE CHRISTIAN BACK, YOU FIEND SPAWNED OF HAIR DYE CHEMICALS AND ONE TOO MANY HITS TO THE HEAD!! (Super Kicks Christian)
(Christian falls back, reeling from the force of the kick, landing sprawled out on his back. All of his would-be rescuers lean over him, waiting for some sign of movement. He slowly sits up, rubbing the back of his head)
Chrisitian: Uhh...huh? (looks down at himself, and looks suddenly mortified) WHAT IS THIS?! (Stands up, and slaps Test right in the face, since he was closest) YOU PERVERT! How dare you try and catch a glimpse of my virgin body...whiile I am in my UNDERCLOTHES?! I'm far too *pure* and *wholesome* for that! (quickly tries to cover his body with his arms)
Test: ARAARRRAAARRGH!! (Hits Christian in the head really hard)
Raven: Who the hell?! (looks at Test) I know that Christian thinks he's Molly, but what the HELL is he?
Test: RAAARRGG ARRRRRRURRRUUUUUUAAGGHH!! (drools slightly)
Lance: ...I think he's the Big Show. (Spritzes Test in the face with Rico's hair spray and slaps him) There! ...where'd Christian go?
Test: As long as he's a Diva, I think we should call him Christina.
Raven: ...no, Test. (Points down a hall) He went that way! I'll go look for Jeff. You two find your Canadian.
Lance: Right!
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In the Hardyz's locker room...
Jeff: (Dressed like Lita) Hmm... (suddenly pulls thong up) Aahh...that looks right! (Flips hair) Hm...where's my Mattie at? (In a sing-song voice) Ooooh, Maaaa-aaaatt! Matty-boy, wheeeeere aaaare yooo-ooou?
Matt: (walks in) Jeff, is that - (sees his brother) ...why the hell are you wearing my girlfriend's clothes?!
Jeff: *squeal* MATTIE! (starts trying to kiss Matt, making kissy noises but being held back by his brother)
Matt: What the Hell?!
Lita: (walks in, staring oddly at her teamate and boyfriend) ...y'know, I'm gonna leave this room...and when I come back after the show, I want you to be normal again. 'Kay, Matt? Love ya! (quickly runs out)
Raven: (Busts in) HA! Give me your brother! (Pries Jeff away from Matt, running away with him)
Jeff: EEK! Mattie, saaaave meeeeeeee!!
Raven: (Observes Jeff's style of dressing for the moment) You sure ain't acting very much like Lita. Oh, well, you've got the making out with Matt part down..
Matt: ...even though Jeff is weird, I probably should still save him from Raven. The things I do for my crazy baby brother! (runs off)
Lita: (walks back in) ...that's not what I meant!
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In Chris Jericho's locker room...
Jericho: (listening to FOZZY's new CD, Happenstance [which is out everywhere July 30th *plug plug*] on his headphones) *hums along quietly*
Christian: (runs in, slamming the door shut behind him)
Jericho: Huh? (takes headphones off) Christian, look, I've been wondering? About that bra and panty match thing...umm, you feelin' okay, man?
Christian: (Narrows eyes at Jericho, giving a confused look)
Jericho: Umm..Christian?
Christian: Sore wa nan desu ka?! Boku no namae wa Tajiri desu yo!!
Jericho: ...it's a good thing I can speak a small amount of Japanese... Umm...let's see if I can remember what 'What's wrong' is..umm, Christian, doshitan desu ka?
Christian: BOKU WA TAJIRI DESU YO!!!
Jericho: Eh...? Demo...(points over at mirror)
Christian: Ehh? (looks at mirror) Boku wa..?!
Jericho: Christian desu yo!
Test: Umm..konychiwa, or something.
Lance: Your pronunciation of Japanese is terrible! It's 'konnichi wa!'
Test: Yeah, whatever. (Uses the 'Big Boot', but Christian utilizes the cruiser-weight fastness he thinks he has, and yet, does have...spooky)
Christian: Ha ha ha! Boku wa atama ga ii desu ne! Test no atama ga yokunai desu yo! (looks at Test and Lance, who have seated themselves next to Jericho on a bench) ...Buta wa benchi no ue ni imasu!! (begins to run off, but is tripped by Jericho) Shimatta! (hits head on ground)
Lance: (quickly spritzes Christian with Rico's hairspray) There, he should be fixed...
Raven: Unless he's been overexposed to it, like Jeffie, here. (shifts the weight of Jeff on his shoulder)
Test: What are you talking aboot?
Raven: The fact that our hairspray trick didn't work on Mr. Hardy.
Lance: What? We can't let that happen to Christian!
Raven: I thought it would be funny if you did, but you DO have a point...I GUESS we should ask Rico if he has anything stronger.
Christian: (snatches a pair of sunglasses out of Jericho's duffle bag, pokes out the lenses and puts them on) GET THE TABLES!!!! (does the 3D sign)
(There's a looooong pause, as everyone is absolutely silent, save Christian, who id doing every thing that's ever been included in Buh Buh's gimmick)
Raven: ... ... ... (whaps Christian)
Lance: Thank you.
Christian: ...ughh...(falls over, most likely knocked out from the countless times he's been hit in the head)
Lance: Now, let's go back to Rico's locker room, I'm certain the key to overcoming this crisis lies in hair products!!
(Test, Lance and Raven rush out, carrying Jeff and Christian)
Jericho: ...could someone tell me what's going on..?
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Whooooo-hooo!!!! Soon, the follow-up to all this will be completed...err, btw, was my Japanese good? I've only taken Japanese 1, so my knowledge of the language is neither good nor expanded.See you all next time...
By The Ripperette
*******NOTES******
My good Lord, what a lot of requests to make two attractive grown men act like women! I tried to squeeze in just about everything...Well, here it goes - part two! I hope it's long enough for all of ya!
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In the backstage area....
Test: (hidden from view) This is a dumb plan, eh?
Lance: (also hidden) Shh!
Jeff: (hidden) Now, I say this - we bring the whuppin', you bring the ass!!!
Raven: (hiding) QUIET! I'm sure if we word this the right way, we'll be just fine...
Christian: (following them as they all walk up to the locker room labeled 'Billy and Chuck') *grunt*
Test: WAIT!
(Everyone looks at Test)
Test: I've just aboot had it with Lesnar! (whaps Christian on the back of the head)
Raven: You fool! We don't know who he'll be next!!!
Lance: We don't have time for this! I'm going in there!
(Lance busts into Billy and Chuck's locker room, where Rico is busy helping them tighten their headbands)
Rico: *SHRIEK* My god! Don't you knock?!
Billy and Chuck: *SHRIEK*
Lance: We need a base of operations an a place to hide Raven! Will you help?
Rico: *GASP!* My god! You do need our help! (runs past Lance straight to Jeff) Your hair is absolutely HORRID!!!
Jeff: Who...in the BLUE-EST of blue HELLS...are YOU?!
Rico: Oh, you silly boy! (whaps Jeff playfully on the head) I'm Rico, the stylist!! Hmm...I think we should wash out the dye!
Jeff: (Slowly drags hands up along mid-section, and inhales deeply through puckered lips) Very well!
Christian: (Follows, staring at right hand) When did I turn white, sucka?! (continues to stare at hand, and acts as though he's doing all the spin-a-roonie stuff) SUCKAAAAAA!! (attempts to do spin-a-roonie, but ends up oddly positioned on his houlders, like a bent accordion) ...tell me I did not just do that!!
Rico: ...there's something you're not telling us...isn't there?
Lance: ...y'know, just watch Christan and Jeff, we'll take Raven with us...(Lance, Test and Raven begin to walk out)
Raven: (under breath to Lance) Thank you!!
Lance: No problem. Now, how would we shut down the show?
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Outside the arena as fans arrive...
Lance: That's right! It's been cancelled, you lousy Americans!! (points at a group of teenage fans) Go home!!
Raven: (glares at some fans who yell obscene things at the all-heel Showstoppas [no pun intended]) It's no use! They won't listen to us because we're heavily disliked by them!!
Test: What's that all aboot?
Lance: Well, it's not like we can get any babyfaces to help us out. They hate us all! We're all heels!
Raven: Jeff's a babyface.
Test: But he's all crazy...and it still smells like that damn hair coloring oot here...
Amy: Hey, Ray-ray! There's Test, he's the one that glared at us out of that truck at our first WWE House show!!
(The two bitter, angry fans hurl their popcorn at Test, who takes the hit in the head)
Lance: NOOO! (Is stared at by all the fans) Not Test! (Points at the two fan girls) LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!!
Raven: Oh, God!
Amy: Heyy, it's Raven!! Can you autograph my sign?
Raven: Umm...sure, I guess! (Whips a marker out of his jacket pocket and scribbles his autograph on the sign, takes a pic with the fans and looks back at Lance and Test) It's been ages since fans aproached me! (Smiles happily)
Test: (smacks Raven upside the head) HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?!
Lance: NO! He thinks he's Hardcore Holly!! And he hit Raven!! (Cups Raven's face in his hands) Say something, Raven! Say something that's so evil, sarcastic, hating and cynical that only you would say it!!
Raven: (Stands up, and poses all sultry-like) Hello, ladies!
Lance: ...close enough. Come on, we need to stop Smackdown from airing!
Test: (points at fans) How do you like me now?! (Follows Lance alongside Raven)
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Back in the arena...
Lance: Okay, we're back, Rico! (Pause) ...where's Jeff and Christian?
Rico: Oh, well, it's sort of funny! They started playing truth or dare with Billy and Chuck, but they got in a big hissy-fight!
Lance: ...they didn't... hit each other in the head,. did they?
Rico: (thinks) Now that you mention it, I believe that Billy got really mad at Jeff! You know how he is with his temper, I keep saying, if you stress out, you'll wrinkle, but does he listen, Nooo -
Lance: HE HIT HIM IN THE HEAD?!
Rico: Oh...well, yeah.
Raven: (Suddenly slides in, wearing nothing but a towel [to our knowledge]) Heelloooo, Ladies!!
Rico: Umm...anyway, then he left, after hitting Christian in the head, and he got real mad at him, then he speared him! Come to think of it, he was acting a bit like Edge! Christian was acting like his normal self, but then he got hit in the head AGAIN, and started acting all funny. Then, he hit Jeff..and..um...(fidgets)
Lance: (Whaps Test in the head, as he started to give him the 'Hardcore Holly' glare) And..?
Rico: ...um...I think they got in a cat fight...over whose hair was better...then...uh...(squirms a bit)...then they challenged each other to a bra and panties match.
Lance: WHAT!??!!
Raven: Ooo...bra and panties...
Lance: (Inadvertantly hits Raven) Well, at least the show hasn't started...(looks at the clock, then face faulters) OH MY GOd! The show started five minutes ago!! We're doomed!!
Rico: Yes...and they already got the match cleared with Stephy, too. I believe they're up next.
Lance: Oh, god...we've failed!! We can't let the matches go on though, or more people will be afflicted.
Test: What's that all aboot?
Raven: (glares spitefully)
Lance: ...wait...you're acting normal! (pause) ...it doesn't smell like Jeff's hair dye in here! (looks at Rico, who is spraying hair spray in his hair... that was a little redunant) ...what is that?!
Rico: ...um (looks at the three timidly) ...hair spray?
Raven: (holding up towel) It seems to have a curing effect on the affliction with Jeff's hair dye. Has anyone seen my skirt? I seem to be in a towel...
Test: (Starts giggling)
Lance: What's so funny, Test?
Test: Check this out!
(All of them look at the TV minotor, where Jeff is standing, humiliated and looking somewhat confused, in the middle of the ring, and Christian is walking poudly up the ramp. The audience looks somewhat stunned, as Jeff is in a red set of bra and panties, and Christian walks up the ramp, one hand on his hip, in a bra and a pair of pleather flares)
Tazz: (Commentary from monitor) Well, uh, Cole, dat was...interesting!
MC: (Commentary from monitor [quietly]) I wish I was that honest about my sexuality...*AHEM!* Well, If I didn't know any better, um...I'd say Christian thinks he's Stacy Keibler, and that Jeff is Torrie.
Tazz: (Commentary from monitor) I tink it's da other way around, judging from Jeff's promo at Christian, sayin' how he shoulda won da Golden Thong award! I think you shoulda won, Cole! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Lance: (Stares, mortified, at TV) ..what have we unleashed?!
Raven: I think we should find Christian before he hits on Billy Kidman.
Lance: That's right! (to no one in particular, but presumably meant towards Christian) I'm coming, my fellow Canadian warrior! Stay strong! (snatches Rico's hair spray)
(All three of them run out. leaving behind a very confused Rico, Billy and Chuck)
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In yet another hallway...
Raven: (runs around corner, in his skirt and jacket outfit once again) ARGH! Don't hit me! I don't wanna be Val Venis again!
Christian: (chases him, raising a hight heeled shoe threateningly above his head, and talking in a whiny girly voice, still in flared pants and bra) Come back here, you perv! How DARE you come into my locker room without knocking!
Lance: GIVE CHRISTIAN BACK, YOU FIEND SPAWNED OF HAIR DYE CHEMICALS AND ONE TOO MANY HITS TO THE HEAD!! (Super Kicks Christian)
(Christian falls back, reeling from the force of the kick, landing sprawled out on his back. All of his would-be rescuers lean over him, waiting for some sign of movement. He slowly sits up, rubbing the back of his head)
Chrisitian: Uhh...huh? (looks down at himself, and looks suddenly mortified) WHAT IS THIS?! (Stands up, and slaps Test right in the face, since he was closest) YOU PERVERT! How dare you try and catch a glimpse of my virgin body...whiile I am in my UNDERCLOTHES?! I'm far too *pure* and *wholesome* for that! (quickly tries to cover his body with his arms)
Test: ARAARRRAAARRGH!! (Hits Christian in the head really hard)
Raven: Who the hell?! (looks at Test) I know that Christian thinks he's Molly, but what the HELL is he?
Test: RAAARRGG ARRRRRRURRRUUUUUUAAGGHH!! (drools slightly)
Lance: ...I think he's the Big Show. (Spritzes Test in the face with Rico's hair spray and slaps him) There! ...where'd Christian go?
Test: As long as he's a Diva, I think we should call him Christina.
Raven: ...no, Test. (Points down a hall) He went that way! I'll go look for Jeff. You two find your Canadian.
Lance: Right!
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In the Hardyz's locker room...
Jeff: (Dressed like Lita) Hmm... (suddenly pulls thong up) Aahh...that looks right! (Flips hair) Hm...where's my Mattie at? (In a sing-song voice) Ooooh, Maaaa-aaaatt! Matty-boy, wheeeeere aaaare yooo-ooou?
Matt: (walks in) Jeff, is that - (sees his brother) ...why the hell are you wearing my girlfriend's clothes?!
Jeff: *squeal* MATTIE! (starts trying to kiss Matt, making kissy noises but being held back by his brother)
Matt: What the Hell?!
Lita: (walks in, staring oddly at her teamate and boyfriend) ...y'know, I'm gonna leave this room...and when I come back after the show, I want you to be normal again. 'Kay, Matt? Love ya! (quickly runs out)
Raven: (Busts in) HA! Give me your brother! (Pries Jeff away from Matt, running away with him)
Jeff: EEK! Mattie, saaaave meeeeeeee!!
Raven: (Observes Jeff's style of dressing for the moment) You sure ain't acting very much like Lita. Oh, well, you've got the making out with Matt part down..
Matt: ...even though Jeff is weird, I probably should still save him from Raven. The things I do for my crazy baby brother! (runs off)
Lita: (walks back in) ...that's not what I meant!
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In Chris Jericho's locker room...
Jericho: (listening to FOZZY's new CD, Happenstance [which is out everywhere July 30th *plug plug*] on his headphones) *hums along quietly*
Christian: (runs in, slamming the door shut behind him)
Jericho: Huh? (takes headphones off) Christian, look, I've been wondering? About that bra and panty match thing...umm, you feelin' okay, man?
Christian: (Narrows eyes at Jericho, giving a confused look)
Jericho: Umm..Christian?
Christian: Sore wa nan desu ka?! Boku no namae wa Tajiri desu yo!!
Jericho: ...it's a good thing I can speak a small amount of Japanese... Umm...let's see if I can remember what 'What's wrong' is..umm, Christian, doshitan desu ka?
Christian: BOKU WA TAJIRI DESU YO!!!
Jericho: Eh...? Demo...(points over at mirror)
Christian: Ehh? (looks at mirror) Boku wa..?!
Jericho: Christian desu yo!
Test: Umm..konychiwa, or something.
Lance: Your pronunciation of Japanese is terrible! It's 'konnichi wa!'
Test: Yeah, whatever. (Uses the 'Big Boot', but Christian utilizes the cruiser-weight fastness he thinks he has, and yet, does have...spooky)
Christian: Ha ha ha! Boku wa atama ga ii desu ne! Test no atama ga yokunai desu yo! (looks at Test and Lance, who have seated themselves next to Jericho on a bench) ...Buta wa benchi no ue ni imasu!! (begins to run off, but is tripped by Jericho) Shimatta! (hits head on ground)
Lance: (quickly spritzes Christian with Rico's hairspray) There, he should be fixed...
Raven: Unless he's been overexposed to it, like Jeffie, here. (shifts the weight of Jeff on his shoulder)
Test: What are you talking aboot?
Raven: The fact that our hairspray trick didn't work on Mr. Hardy.
Lance: What? We can't let that happen to Christian!
Raven: I thought it would be funny if you did, but you DO have a point...I GUESS we should ask Rico if he has anything stronger.
Christian: (snatches a pair of sunglasses out of Jericho's duffle bag, pokes out the lenses and puts them on) GET THE TABLES!!!! (does the 3D sign)
(There's a looooong pause, as everyone is absolutely silent, save Christian, who id doing every thing that's ever been included in Buh Buh's gimmick)
Raven: ... ... ... (whaps Christian)
Lance: Thank you.
Christian: ...ughh...(falls over, most likely knocked out from the countless times he's been hit in the head)
Lance: Now, let's go back to Rico's locker room, I'm certain the key to overcoming this crisis lies in hair products!!
(Test, Lance and Raven rush out, carrying Jeff and Christian)
Jericho: ...could someone tell me what's going on..?
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Whooooo-hooo!!!! Soon, the follow-up to all this will be completed...err, btw, was my Japanese good? I've only taken Japanese 1, so my knowledge of the language is neither good nor expanded.See you all next time...