"Edge?"
"What?"Edge glanced over at the tiny brunette sitting beside him on the floor of their dressing room.
"You're cheating."she stated matter-of-factly.
"Nuh uh."he argued.
"Yeah huh."she said, hiding her cards.
"Nuh uh."he said, tossing a chip into the pile in the center of the circle.
"You guys stop it. Your turn, Storme."Matt said. She frowned and tossed a few more chips onto the pile.
"Christian?"Matt asked, staring at him expectantly.
"I'm out!"Christian said, tossing his cards in front of him. "I hate this game! I never get any good cards!"
"Because Edge always stacks the deck."Storme muttered under her breath. Edge glared at her.
"I am not a cheater damnit!"he cried emphatically.
"You do too!"
"ARGH!"he cried, tackling her. She squeaked with surprise and fell back onto the floor, laughing. She tried to push him up but he was much stronger than she was and failed miserably.
"Adam Copeland get the hell off me!"
"No!"Edge stated, defiantly. "Not until you say I'm not a cheater!"
"Well then we're gonna be in this position for years because I'm no liar and I won't say you're not a cheater when you are one."she told him. He stuck his tongue out at her and continued to hold her down. "Aren't either of you going to help me?" Matt and Christian shook their heads. She looked around to see their manager, Shane Helms, walk into the room. "Shane! Help!"
"What's that? Dogpile on Storme?"he asked.
"No!"
"Dogpile on Storme!"Shane shouted, jumping on top of Edge. Matt and Christian followed suit and Storme screamed.
"YOU GUYS! GET UP! I CAN'T BREATHE!"
"If you couldn't breathe you wouldn't be talking, Storme."Christian said from the top of the pile.
"Christian, this is no time for logic! I'm dying!"Christian just laughed in response. She sniffled. "I hate you all!"
"No you don't. You love us to pieces."She looked up at Matt.
"I might have before but as far as I'm concerned you can all rot in hell."she told him. "Now do I actually have to cry or will you get up willingly."
"CRY!"the four men yelled. She squirmed.
"Bastards!"
"Um...excuse me?"came a voice from behind them. All of them who were able to turn that way looked over at the door.
"Yes?"Edge asked, looking at the woman standing in the doorway.
"I'm looking for a Mr...Shane Helms. Is he around or should I come back later?"she asked.
"Nope! I'm right here. Matt, Christian, get up!"
"But Shaaaaane..."they both whined.
"UP!"
"Damn."Matt muttered before getting to his feet, Christian doing the same. Shane stood up and smoothed out his clothes as Matt and Christian pounced back on top of the pile.
"OW! YOU GUYS!"
"You gonna cry, Storme? Huh? Cry baby?"Edge asked, a small smirk on his face. Shane chuckled as he made his way to the door. He stuck out his hand to the girl. She stared at it a moment, eyebrow raised before taking it and giving it a buisnesslike shake.
"Shane Helms, at your service."he said.
"Mercy."
"I believe we have a meeting."he asked her. She nodded and looked passed him.
"Can we go somewhere else?"He nodded.
"You kids behave yourselves!"he yelled.
"Yes Daddy Shane!"they all cried, except for Storme who was still trying to manuever her way out from under the pile. She looked up at Edge, who still had that same smirk on his face.
"Hey Edge, have you ever wondered what it would be like to be castrated?"
"Okay guys. Get up."
"What?"Edge glanced over at the tiny brunette sitting beside him on the floor of their dressing room.
"You're cheating."she stated matter-of-factly.
"Nuh uh."he argued.
"Yeah huh."she said, hiding her cards.
"Nuh uh."he said, tossing a chip into the pile in the center of the circle.
"You guys stop it. Your turn, Storme."Matt said. She frowned and tossed a few more chips onto the pile.
"Christian?"Matt asked, staring at him expectantly.
"I'm out!"Christian said, tossing his cards in front of him. "I hate this game! I never get any good cards!"
"Because Edge always stacks the deck."Storme muttered under her breath. Edge glared at her.
"I am not a cheater damnit!"he cried emphatically.
"You do too!"
"ARGH!"he cried, tackling her. She squeaked with surprise and fell back onto the floor, laughing. She tried to push him up but he was much stronger than she was and failed miserably.
"Adam Copeland get the hell off me!"
"No!"Edge stated, defiantly. "Not until you say I'm not a cheater!"
"Well then we're gonna be in this position for years because I'm no liar and I won't say you're not a cheater when you are one."she told him. He stuck his tongue out at her and continued to hold her down. "Aren't either of you going to help me?" Matt and Christian shook their heads. She looked around to see their manager, Shane Helms, walk into the room. "Shane! Help!"
"What's that? Dogpile on Storme?"he asked.
"No!"
"Dogpile on Storme!"Shane shouted, jumping on top of Edge. Matt and Christian followed suit and Storme screamed.
"YOU GUYS! GET UP! I CAN'T BREATHE!"
"If you couldn't breathe you wouldn't be talking, Storme."Christian said from the top of the pile.
"Christian, this is no time for logic! I'm dying!"Christian just laughed in response. She sniffled. "I hate you all!"
"No you don't. You love us to pieces."She looked up at Matt.
"I might have before but as far as I'm concerned you can all rot in hell."she told him. "Now do I actually have to cry or will you get up willingly."
"CRY!"the four men yelled. She squirmed.
"Bastards!"
"Um...excuse me?"came a voice from behind them. All of them who were able to turn that way looked over at the door.
"Yes?"Edge asked, looking at the woman standing in the doorway.
"I'm looking for a Mr...Shane Helms. Is he around or should I come back later?"she asked.
"Nope! I'm right here. Matt, Christian, get up!"
"But Shaaaaane..."they both whined.
"UP!"
"Damn."Matt muttered before getting to his feet, Christian doing the same. Shane stood up and smoothed out his clothes as Matt and Christian pounced back on top of the pile.
"OW! YOU GUYS!"
"You gonna cry, Storme? Huh? Cry baby?"Edge asked, a small smirk on his face. Shane chuckled as he made his way to the door. He stuck out his hand to the girl. She stared at it a moment, eyebrow raised before taking it and giving it a buisnesslike shake.
"Shane Helms, at your service."he said.
"Mercy."
"I believe we have a meeting."he asked her. She nodded and looked passed him.
"Can we go somewhere else?"He nodded.
"You kids behave yourselves!"he yelled.
"Yes Daddy Shane!"they all cried, except for Storme who was still trying to manuever her way out from under the pile. She looked up at Edge, who still had that same smirk on his face.
"Hey Edge, have you ever wondered what it would be like to be castrated?"
"Okay guys. Get up."