Disclaimer: Like always, I own pretty much jack-shit. If I owned the WWE,
do you honestly think I would be sitting here typing this out? I didn't
think so.
A/N: OK People, I have 29 reviews for this baby right now. Unless you really want to piss me off and not review for the rest of the story, then we will most definitely hit 30! A million thanks go out to all of my reviewers!! I love you guys, and I hope that you love this story! I think we might be halfway through this story right now. Do not fear! I am in the process of writing another story (not in any way fashion or form related to this one) about mostly Shawn Michaels so after this is over, look for that one. K, now to XA/N!
XA/N: When we last saw this, Jericho was trying to make out with everyone (excluding me, but that wouldn't be a bad idea either...) Shawn Michaels was asking me if I was ok, and a shadowy figure is approaching us. Here we go:
The figure walked ever so slowly until their features were revealed. Rockie damn near crapped her pants right then and there.
"Oh my god!! Let me up! Let me up!" She started screaming at Jericho. He had no problem with that; there were 3 other eager girls to keep him busy. Rockie ran to the figure and jumped on him.
"Who in the blue hell are you?" The Rock asked Rockie.
"I am the Rockie!" Rock suddenly looked confused.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa how can I be the Rock and you be the Rockie?"
"It just works that way. Are you married?"
"Why?"
"Just curious."
At that point, two more people walk into the room. "Hey peeps!" They shouted.
"Oh my god!! More girls!!" Jericho screams. (By this point, he's got his shirt off and a bunch of lipstick all over him. His pants are unbuttoned too. I'd pay money to see that!)
KazzaXtreme and sistergrim walk in. Before having time to think, Jericho grabs them and pulls them down onto the king sized bed with Lizzie, Kristy and Tracey. Rock and Rockie and having a semi-civilized conversation about each other. (They eventually go to a different room. Hmmmmmmm, what could be going on in there?)
Meanwhile, Shawn Michaels continues to stare at me and vice-versa.
"Do you talk?" He asks. I nod yes.
"Would mind saying something to me?" I shake my head no.
"Ok then, say a sentence or something with words in it."
"A sentence or something with words in it." JB replies. Shawn chuckles and shakes his head.
"Do you think I'm hot or something?" (Bunch of girls scream, not for Shawn, but because of the fact that Jericho is now down to his boxers.) JB nods her head yes. Shawn smiles. Then he pulls her in for a little kiss.
"Hey, is this a party? Because parties are cool. Hell, everything's cool when you're Rob Van Dam!" Another girl shriek and Kristy jumps away from Chris to hop onto RVD. (Jericho is sorely outnumbered and he's lost 2 girls to 2 different guys. 3 counting me.) The remaining girls on the bed (Tracey, KazzaXtreme, Lizzie, and sistergrim) pull Chris back down.
Shawn breaks the kiss and smiles again.
"What's your name?"
"Jerichosbabe2007, but call me JB."
Dun, dun, dun....what will happen next?
Will Shawn put the moves on me? (I hope that one's a yes!)
What are Rockie and Rock doing?
Where the hell did RVD come from?
Will this story get 60 reviews? (I would probably have a heart attack if that one happens.)
What will happen to Amaya in Happenstance?
Or Shawn and Mia in Sweet Chin Music?
Or the WWE's DayCare center?
Uh, anybody else wanna add to this list? Check out the next X/AN!! G'night! (G'day whatever.)
**
Chris took hold of Amy's hand and closed his eyes. Lisa and Jeff sat down. Amy kept her eyes on Chris. After a few seconds, Chris opened his eyes again and leaned closer to Amy.
"It hurts right here," he said, running his index finger across her quadriceps, "Doesn't it?" Amy looked at her leg; she'd felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her when Chris touched her. Her eyes were wide with shock over what he'd said though.
"How did you know that?" She asked him. Lisa opened her mouth in shock. Jeff just stared at Chris. Chris kept eye contact with Amy.
"I have no idea how I knew that." He admitted. "But, when I was getting rushed her in the ambulance, I remember holding your hand and feeling more pain." With this, Jeff stood up.
"This is a load of shit! There is no way that you can feel other people's pain."
"Let's just see then. Give me your hand, Jeff."
"I'm not a gay-lo! Keep your goddamn hands to yourself!" Jeff shouted, and with that, stormed out of the room. Lisa was skeptical also, but after seeing that look in Amy's eyes, well, she just didn't know.
Chris finally snapped out of his little trance like thing he was in, and leaned back on the pillow.
"I really hate hospitals." He said.
"So stop putting yourself in situations like these." Lisa snapped at her brother unintentionally. After saying that, she put a hand over her mouth. "Chris, I-"
"No, It's ok. Nobody has to believe me about this whole hand thing. Nobody has to care that I try to be the best person that I possibly can, and that just happens to put me in the hospital all the time. Nobody has to give a damn that I still don't have feeling in my legs, and they have peen poking syringes in me for hours upon hours!" Chris screamed, finally at the end of his rope.
"I am so sick and tired of all of you people thinking that you are so much better than me! You think that just because I complain that either makes me weak or just ungrateful to be alive? Well, guess what? I'm lucky just to sitting in this bed right now yelling at you! All of you think that I'm crazy for helping someone in need when they needed it? Well, I'll tell you to just take your words and shove em up your ass! I'm a Chrisitan, and Christians believe strongly that helping people out is the right thing to do!" Chris shouted.
Lisa had never seen her brother so upset, he was normally such a calm and laid -back person. But she knew where the anger and the rage were coming from. They were coming from years of rejection and hate towards him. They were coming from years of pinned up frustration over something. But she had no ungodly clue what could've riled him up so badly that he would just snap like that.
Amy was taken slightly aback because she didn't picture Chris doing something like that.
"No one in this room thinks that they are better than you Chris." She said quietly. Chris looked at her, his eyes slightly glazed over.
"Yeah, I know, I just needed to get that out of my system. It's been bottled up in me for about 15 years. It needed out." Lisa shook her head. Chris had kept that anger bottled up so long.....she didn't want to think about that anymore. All she had to comprehend was that her brother had a strange new power and he was scared of it. It terrified him.
A/N: OK People, I have 29 reviews for this baby right now. Unless you really want to piss me off and not review for the rest of the story, then we will most definitely hit 30! A million thanks go out to all of my reviewers!! I love you guys, and I hope that you love this story! I think we might be halfway through this story right now. Do not fear! I am in the process of writing another story (not in any way fashion or form related to this one) about mostly Shawn Michaels so after this is over, look for that one. K, now to XA/N!
XA/N: When we last saw this, Jericho was trying to make out with everyone (excluding me, but that wouldn't be a bad idea either...) Shawn Michaels was asking me if I was ok, and a shadowy figure is approaching us. Here we go:
The figure walked ever so slowly until their features were revealed. Rockie damn near crapped her pants right then and there.
"Oh my god!! Let me up! Let me up!" She started screaming at Jericho. He had no problem with that; there were 3 other eager girls to keep him busy. Rockie ran to the figure and jumped on him.
"Who in the blue hell are you?" The Rock asked Rockie.
"I am the Rockie!" Rock suddenly looked confused.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa how can I be the Rock and you be the Rockie?"
"It just works that way. Are you married?"
"Why?"
"Just curious."
At that point, two more people walk into the room. "Hey peeps!" They shouted.
"Oh my god!! More girls!!" Jericho screams. (By this point, he's got his shirt off and a bunch of lipstick all over him. His pants are unbuttoned too. I'd pay money to see that!)
KazzaXtreme and sistergrim walk in. Before having time to think, Jericho grabs them and pulls them down onto the king sized bed with Lizzie, Kristy and Tracey. Rock and Rockie and having a semi-civilized conversation about each other. (They eventually go to a different room. Hmmmmmmm, what could be going on in there?)
Meanwhile, Shawn Michaels continues to stare at me and vice-versa.
"Do you talk?" He asks. I nod yes.
"Would mind saying something to me?" I shake my head no.
"Ok then, say a sentence or something with words in it."
"A sentence or something with words in it." JB replies. Shawn chuckles and shakes his head.
"Do you think I'm hot or something?" (Bunch of girls scream, not for Shawn, but because of the fact that Jericho is now down to his boxers.) JB nods her head yes. Shawn smiles. Then he pulls her in for a little kiss.
"Hey, is this a party? Because parties are cool. Hell, everything's cool when you're Rob Van Dam!" Another girl shriek and Kristy jumps away from Chris to hop onto RVD. (Jericho is sorely outnumbered and he's lost 2 girls to 2 different guys. 3 counting me.) The remaining girls on the bed (Tracey, KazzaXtreme, Lizzie, and sistergrim) pull Chris back down.
Shawn breaks the kiss and smiles again.
"What's your name?"
"Jerichosbabe2007, but call me JB."
Dun, dun, dun....what will happen next?
Will Shawn put the moves on me? (I hope that one's a yes!)
What are Rockie and Rock doing?
Where the hell did RVD come from?
Will this story get 60 reviews? (I would probably have a heart attack if that one happens.)
What will happen to Amaya in Happenstance?
Or Shawn and Mia in Sweet Chin Music?
Or the WWE's DayCare center?
Uh, anybody else wanna add to this list? Check out the next X/AN!! G'night! (G'day whatever.)
**
Chris took hold of Amy's hand and closed his eyes. Lisa and Jeff sat down. Amy kept her eyes on Chris. After a few seconds, Chris opened his eyes again and leaned closer to Amy.
"It hurts right here," he said, running his index finger across her quadriceps, "Doesn't it?" Amy looked at her leg; she'd felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her when Chris touched her. Her eyes were wide with shock over what he'd said though.
"How did you know that?" She asked him. Lisa opened her mouth in shock. Jeff just stared at Chris. Chris kept eye contact with Amy.
"I have no idea how I knew that." He admitted. "But, when I was getting rushed her in the ambulance, I remember holding your hand and feeling more pain." With this, Jeff stood up.
"This is a load of shit! There is no way that you can feel other people's pain."
"Let's just see then. Give me your hand, Jeff."
"I'm not a gay-lo! Keep your goddamn hands to yourself!" Jeff shouted, and with that, stormed out of the room. Lisa was skeptical also, but after seeing that look in Amy's eyes, well, she just didn't know.
Chris finally snapped out of his little trance like thing he was in, and leaned back on the pillow.
"I really hate hospitals." He said.
"So stop putting yourself in situations like these." Lisa snapped at her brother unintentionally. After saying that, she put a hand over her mouth. "Chris, I-"
"No, It's ok. Nobody has to believe me about this whole hand thing. Nobody has to care that I try to be the best person that I possibly can, and that just happens to put me in the hospital all the time. Nobody has to give a damn that I still don't have feeling in my legs, and they have peen poking syringes in me for hours upon hours!" Chris screamed, finally at the end of his rope.
"I am so sick and tired of all of you people thinking that you are so much better than me! You think that just because I complain that either makes me weak or just ungrateful to be alive? Well, guess what? I'm lucky just to sitting in this bed right now yelling at you! All of you think that I'm crazy for helping someone in need when they needed it? Well, I'll tell you to just take your words and shove em up your ass! I'm a Chrisitan, and Christians believe strongly that helping people out is the right thing to do!" Chris shouted.
Lisa had never seen her brother so upset, he was normally such a calm and laid -back person. But she knew where the anger and the rage were coming from. They were coming from years of rejection and hate towards him. They were coming from years of pinned up frustration over something. But she had no ungodly clue what could've riled him up so badly that he would just snap like that.
Amy was taken slightly aback because she didn't picture Chris doing something like that.
"No one in this room thinks that they are better than you Chris." She said quietly. Chris looked at her, his eyes slightly glazed over.
"Yeah, I know, I just needed to get that out of my system. It's been bottled up in me for about 15 years. It needed out." Lisa shook her head. Chris had kept that anger bottled up so long.....she didn't want to think about that anymore. All she had to comprehend was that her brother had a strange new power and he was scared of it. It terrified him.