By DigitalAngelKC
"Excuse me; can I have your autograph please?" A sweet and gentle
voice said from behind.
Lita turned around with a smile. She was tired, but loved her fans. "Sure
hun." She was handed a glossy 8 x10 publicity photo and a purple sharpie.
Suddenly two more glossy photos appeared in front of Matt and Edge, who had
stopped walking to wait for their friend.
"Can you make it out to Arwen, please?" She asked Lita.
"Sure thing." Lita smiled.
"Make mine to Galadriel, please," the other said to Matt.
"To Eowyn. Thanks," informed the voice to Edge.
"Whoa! Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" Shane asked as Galadriel
come over with another glossy photo and green sharpie.
"Um, I don't know what you mean" Arwen said with a smile as she approached
Jeff his autograph. "Can you sign it Arwen, thanks for last night! You're
the best with those handcuffs! Love Jeff?" she giggled.
"Excuse me?" Jeff blushed. He was used to fanatic fans, but none
so polite yet openly kinky.
"I'm just kidding, hun." Arwen replied through her laughter.
The three girls made their rounds to Lita, Matt, Jeff, Edge, and Shane.
Arwen was last to get Shane's autograph. "Arwen, right?" he asked as she gave him the glossy photo with The Hurricane on it and the green sharpie she stole from Galadriel. She nodded. "So, really, these are your names? I mean, you're not just making them up? Because that is strange!" he commented as she signed the photo.
"I thought it was a bit extreme myself." She answered, without trying
to be funny.
"Ha-ha - extreme." He replied as he handed back the autograph. "There
must be story with that."
"There is. Thanks!" She smiled and turned to leave with her friends.
They walked slowly and gawked over their treasures. Meanwhile the group hovered
around Shane discussing the night's plans for fun and excitement.
"Hey, ladies!" Shane yelled.
"¿Qué?" they said on cue. They loved speaking Spanish,
especially at a wrestling event - they would chant ¿QUE? instead
of WHAT? when Stone Cold was in the ring.
The group giggled because they remembered hearing that chant.
"Yeah, I've recently seen the Fellowship movie, and I love it. You've
got to come with us! I know your story has got to be a good one!" Shane's
yell got softer as the girls returned to them.
"You know, we started that stupid WHAT? chant in Boston." Galadriel
stated proudly and with a smirk.
"And the day before, in Portland, that was us in the front row chanting
your name. Well, the Hurricane's name. And then we started chanting for Scotty
because he's from Maine. And so are we." Eowyn added with a big ass grin.
"Yeah, I remember that. That was a fun house show!" Shane smiled.
"I got by ass beat by Albert and Scotty, but it was a fun match."
"Yeah, Scotty went around looking for something and finally found it in
his pocket - his middle finger and flipped off our tag team partner, Randy Orton!
I couldn't stop laughing! And that's why Albert kicked your huri-ass!"
Galadriel added.
"Look, as much fun as this is, I'm cold." Matt said with a small
whine.
"I'm hungry." Edge added.
"I'm thirsty!" Lita piped in.
"I'm horny." Arwen stated with a smile.
"Smack you now or smack you later?" Eowyn yelled at Arwen with her
big ass grin.
"Smack me later."
"You are a strange one, Lady Arwen." Jeff said. She intrigued him.
"That's Lady Arwen Evenstar to you Mister Extreme."
"Evenstar? Is that your last name?" Jeff asked as the others listened
for the answer.
"No, my middle name- look, Matt's right, I'm getting cold too. If you
were serious about us coming with you guys, we'd be happy to! But we should
go now, either way."
"Tru-dat! Let's role!" Shane popped in.
