"Hey Chris, come on, we're gonna go practice." Trish knocked on his
door. Chris rolled around under his bed sheets until he finally poked his
shaggy haired head out.
"What?" He called, with sleep still in his voice.
"We're heading to the gym." Lita replied.
"Ok, coming." Chris yawned and got ready. About 10 min. later he came out to see some others waiting for him. "Alright, let's go guys." They headed to the gym to practice before the match tonight. They worked out for a while but when they got tired, they decided to rest.
"Hey, what are you doing in here?" A deep voice asked and everyone cringed.
"Who's there, what do you want?" Trish called, trying to sound demanding.
"Me, I own this gym." A big person came out. Trish and the others backed up. "State your business."
"Well uh, Lita?" Trish turned to her.
"We, um, are, er..." Lita stammered.
"Hey, I don't want any trouble." The manager growled.
"Well you got it." Chris leaped out of nowhere and jumped in front of them to protect them. They smiled.
"Chris, alright." Benoit said, remarking his timing.
"Look!" The big man growled and caused Chris to stagger back a few steps. "This gym is what I love best and if anybody's gonna be running, it's gonna be you all, away." He warned.
"Hey." Chris growled and took a step foward. The big man growled and swung at him. Chris dropped to his knees and did a leg sweep, causing the manager to fall. "Ow." Chris growled quietly to himself as the big man began to get up.
"Stop right there." Another voice cut in and a smaller, faster man ran in. "I'm sorry."
"Hey, what is this?" Chris got up, limping a bit.
"I apologize on behalf of my protege." The man helped the other one to sit down.
"Huh?" Everyone was confused.
"See, I'm the manager but this guy looks a lot better than me when it comes to shape. So I just use him as my, well, co-manager I guess you could say." The real manager explained. "Oh." Everyone understood.
"Don't worry, Vince called me yesterday so you can continue." The manager replied.
"Thanks." Chris nodded and the two left. "Yow, ouch." Chris's keens buckled and he held his left leg.
"What is it?" Benoit asked and knelt down.
"I guess I kinda hurt myself when I leg swept that guy." Chris admitted with a slight laugh.
"I don't think it's funny, you could be hurt." Trish ran past Test and nearly knocked him down.
"Hey." He cried.
"Watch it." Shannon Moore caught Test as he almost tripped over.
"No, really I..." Chris began with a smirk.
"You could hurt yourself if you work out, here." She sat him down. "I know first aid."
"Then run along and make some kool aid." Chris joked and everyone laughed.
"This isn't funny Chris, you could really be hurt." Trish pouted.
"Well, if you say so." Chris blushed, he had always had a small crush on her. Benoit growled, he had also had a long crush on Trish and now Jericho was getting her attention.
"Here you go." She wrapped up his leg in an ace bandage. "It's just a minor sprain, you'll be better in a few days."
"Good cause we gotta show to do in a few days." Lita grinned.
"Well come on." Test sighed and they went back to working out. Chris grinned as he watched them. He drank a Sprite and watched the hockey game on a TV.
"Time to go." William Regal called. "It's noon."
"Ready Chris?" Trish helped him up.
"Oh, uh, yea." Chris grinned and they went back to the hotel to eat.
"What the hell is that?" Vince yelled, seeing Chris.
"He got hurt protecting us at the gym." Lita explained.
"Yea, he was very brave." Trish grinned and Chris gulped with a blush.
"Humph, sure." Benoit grumbled and ate quietly.
"Well we have work to do if we're gonna have that surprise party for The Hurricane later on." Test said as he finished his side salad.
"Come on, we'd better hurry." Will agreed.
"Cool." Chris perked up.
"No Chris, you're hurt remember." Trish shook a finger. "You can come watch."
"Oh goody." Benoit muttered as he followed them. They went to Hurricane's hotel room and began to decorate. "Hey Trish, I need some help with this banner." Benoit called as he stood on a chair.
"I can't right now, I'm busy." Trish called from another room.
"Can you help me?" Benoit turned slyly to Jericho who was eating a Crunch bar.
"Uh ok, sure." He got up and Benoit watched him closely as he put up the banner. "There." He began to go down but the chair wobbled and he fell down. "Oh!"
"Chris!" Trish ran into the room. "You could've been hurt again."
"No, I'm alright." Chris blushed.
"Benoit, you know better, you should've been watching him." Trish scolded.
"Like he's a kid." Benoit laughed to himself.
"Now you be more careful ok?" Trish said to Chris.
"Oh, ok." Chris nodded and she walked to another part of the room. Chris turned to Benoit and smirked. Benoit pouted. They both knew what was going on. Later on when the room was ready, the group decided to go get a snack.
"Let's try this place." They walked around a corner in a neighborhood.
"Hey look, dogs." Chris cried and walked over.
"Careful Chris." Trish warned and the dog looked up at Chris.
"Oh look, it's a golden retriever and a dalmatian. Two of my favorites." Chris laughed. The dogs began to growl.
"Chris." Lita called.
"Just a sec." Chris replied and turned back to pet them. "Here boys." The dogs barked. "Uh oh." Chris stumbled back and tripped over his 'hurt' leg. "Ow!" He fell over and the dogs leaped over the fence.
"Chris!" The others called and began to run back. Benoit turned.
"Hu?" He saw what was happening. "Chris!" He realized Chris was really in danger now.
"Ah." Chris held up his arms to protect himself as the dogs began to paw at him and circle around him growling and barking.
"No, no, no, no!" A woman's voice called and the two dogs stopped and ran over as she opened the fence. "Oh my goodness, are you ok young man?"
"Oh, uh, yea." Chris put down his hands and looked up.
"Be more careful ok?" She said apologetically.
"Ok." Chris got up.
"And look, you had a hurt leg. You'd better watch out." She warned and went back inside.
"I will." Chris said and turned around to see the others run over.
"Are you hurt?" Benoit asked.
"Only my pride." Chris blushed. "Youch!" He fell over. "Or not."
"You hurt your other leg? Oh god!" Trish helped him.
"Gosh, golly and gee wiz." Benoit groaned, realizing Chris was probably faking again.
"We'd better go back and tell Vince." Trish said. "Beniot, help Chris."
"Oh goody." Beniot sighed and helped him back. When they got to the hotel Trish put an ace bandage on his other leg.
"Triple H will sure envy you." Stephanie said.
"Yea. Thanks for the bandage Stephy." Trish grinned. "Sure." She smiled back and left.
"Now, you stay here and rest, I'm gonna go talk to Vince." Trish stood up.
"But what about the party?" Chris asked.
"Oh don't worry, RVD can fill in for you." Trish left Benoit with Chris.
"What, RVD, over me?" Chris gasped.
"Well, just your just deserts. How's the taste of your own medicine?" Benoit asked.
"Excuse me?" Chris looked up at him confused.
"Oh never mind." Benoit grumbled and went to the door.
"Wait, where you going, I need company." Chris called.
"Heh." Benoit laughed slightly and left.
"Aw." Chris groaned and lay back on his bed. "Man, I screwed up." He closed his eyes. "But this won't be the first time." He remembered an incident from when he was a little kid..
"What?" He called, with sleep still in his voice.
"We're heading to the gym." Lita replied.
"Ok, coming." Chris yawned and got ready. About 10 min. later he came out to see some others waiting for him. "Alright, let's go guys." They headed to the gym to practice before the match tonight. They worked out for a while but when they got tired, they decided to rest.
"Hey, what are you doing in here?" A deep voice asked and everyone cringed.
"Who's there, what do you want?" Trish called, trying to sound demanding.
"Me, I own this gym." A big person came out. Trish and the others backed up. "State your business."
"Well uh, Lita?" Trish turned to her.
"We, um, are, er..." Lita stammered.
"Hey, I don't want any trouble." The manager growled.
"Well you got it." Chris leaped out of nowhere and jumped in front of them to protect them. They smiled.
"Chris, alright." Benoit said, remarking his timing.
"Look!" The big man growled and caused Chris to stagger back a few steps. "This gym is what I love best and if anybody's gonna be running, it's gonna be you all, away." He warned.
"Hey." Chris growled and took a step foward. The big man growled and swung at him. Chris dropped to his knees and did a leg sweep, causing the manager to fall. "Ow." Chris growled quietly to himself as the big man began to get up.
"Stop right there." Another voice cut in and a smaller, faster man ran in. "I'm sorry."
"Hey, what is this?" Chris got up, limping a bit.
"I apologize on behalf of my protege." The man helped the other one to sit down.
"Huh?" Everyone was confused.
"See, I'm the manager but this guy looks a lot better than me when it comes to shape. So I just use him as my, well, co-manager I guess you could say." The real manager explained. "Oh." Everyone understood.
"Don't worry, Vince called me yesterday so you can continue." The manager replied.
"Thanks." Chris nodded and the two left. "Yow, ouch." Chris's keens buckled and he held his left leg.
"What is it?" Benoit asked and knelt down.
"I guess I kinda hurt myself when I leg swept that guy." Chris admitted with a slight laugh.
"I don't think it's funny, you could be hurt." Trish ran past Test and nearly knocked him down.
"Hey." He cried.
"Watch it." Shannon Moore caught Test as he almost tripped over.
"No, really I..." Chris began with a smirk.
"You could hurt yourself if you work out, here." She sat him down. "I know first aid."
"Then run along and make some kool aid." Chris joked and everyone laughed.
"This isn't funny Chris, you could really be hurt." Trish pouted.
"Well, if you say so." Chris blushed, he had always had a small crush on her. Benoit growled, he had also had a long crush on Trish and now Jericho was getting her attention.
"Here you go." She wrapped up his leg in an ace bandage. "It's just a minor sprain, you'll be better in a few days."
"Good cause we gotta show to do in a few days." Lita grinned.
"Well come on." Test sighed and they went back to working out. Chris grinned as he watched them. He drank a Sprite and watched the hockey game on a TV.
"Time to go." William Regal called. "It's noon."
"Ready Chris?" Trish helped him up.
"Oh, uh, yea." Chris grinned and they went back to the hotel to eat.
"What the hell is that?" Vince yelled, seeing Chris.
"He got hurt protecting us at the gym." Lita explained.
"Yea, he was very brave." Trish grinned and Chris gulped with a blush.
"Humph, sure." Benoit grumbled and ate quietly.
"Well we have work to do if we're gonna have that surprise party for The Hurricane later on." Test said as he finished his side salad.
"Come on, we'd better hurry." Will agreed.
"Cool." Chris perked up.
"No Chris, you're hurt remember." Trish shook a finger. "You can come watch."
"Oh goody." Benoit muttered as he followed them. They went to Hurricane's hotel room and began to decorate. "Hey Trish, I need some help with this banner." Benoit called as he stood on a chair.
"I can't right now, I'm busy." Trish called from another room.
"Can you help me?" Benoit turned slyly to Jericho who was eating a Crunch bar.
"Uh ok, sure." He got up and Benoit watched him closely as he put up the banner. "There." He began to go down but the chair wobbled and he fell down. "Oh!"
"Chris!" Trish ran into the room. "You could've been hurt again."
"No, I'm alright." Chris blushed.
"Benoit, you know better, you should've been watching him." Trish scolded.
"Like he's a kid." Benoit laughed to himself.
"Now you be more careful ok?" Trish said to Chris.
"Oh, ok." Chris nodded and she walked to another part of the room. Chris turned to Benoit and smirked. Benoit pouted. They both knew what was going on. Later on when the room was ready, the group decided to go get a snack.
"Let's try this place." They walked around a corner in a neighborhood.
"Hey look, dogs." Chris cried and walked over.
"Careful Chris." Trish warned and the dog looked up at Chris.
"Oh look, it's a golden retriever and a dalmatian. Two of my favorites." Chris laughed. The dogs began to growl.
"Chris." Lita called.
"Just a sec." Chris replied and turned back to pet them. "Here boys." The dogs barked. "Uh oh." Chris stumbled back and tripped over his 'hurt' leg. "Ow!" He fell over and the dogs leaped over the fence.
"Chris!" The others called and began to run back. Benoit turned.
"Hu?" He saw what was happening. "Chris!" He realized Chris was really in danger now.
"Ah." Chris held up his arms to protect himself as the dogs began to paw at him and circle around him growling and barking.
"No, no, no, no!" A woman's voice called and the two dogs stopped and ran over as she opened the fence. "Oh my goodness, are you ok young man?"
"Oh, uh, yea." Chris put down his hands and looked up.
"Be more careful ok?" She said apologetically.
"Ok." Chris got up.
"And look, you had a hurt leg. You'd better watch out." She warned and went back inside.
"I will." Chris said and turned around to see the others run over.
"Are you hurt?" Benoit asked.
"Only my pride." Chris blushed. "Youch!" He fell over. "Or not."
"You hurt your other leg? Oh god!" Trish helped him.
"Gosh, golly and gee wiz." Benoit groaned, realizing Chris was probably faking again.
"We'd better go back and tell Vince." Trish said. "Beniot, help Chris."
"Oh goody." Beniot sighed and helped him back. When they got to the hotel Trish put an ace bandage on his other leg.
"Triple H will sure envy you." Stephanie said.
"Yea. Thanks for the bandage Stephy." Trish grinned. "Sure." She smiled back and left.
"Now, you stay here and rest, I'm gonna go talk to Vince." Trish stood up.
"But what about the party?" Chris asked.
"Oh don't worry, RVD can fill in for you." Trish left Benoit with Chris.
"What, RVD, over me?" Chris gasped.
"Well, just your just deserts. How's the taste of your own medicine?" Benoit asked.
"Excuse me?" Chris looked up at him confused.
"Oh never mind." Benoit grumbled and went to the door.
"Wait, where you going, I need company." Chris called.
"Heh." Benoit laughed slightly and left.
"Aw." Chris groaned and lay back on his bed. "Man, I screwed up." He closed his eyes. "But this won't be the first time." He remembered an incident from when he was a little kid..