:::Hey, yeah, I know that Chris is married to that Jessica lady person, but
in this story, he never even meets her, okay? Okay, now that we've got that
settled.Here's the disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Jeri Valentine
and her father. All of the others are owned by Vince McMahon and the WWE.
Chris sat in his room listening to Ozzy. He had been grounded for listening to him, but since there was nothing better to do, he kept listening to him. His mother said it was the work of the devil, or something like that. She didn't want him turning Satanic and trying to kill the neighborhood. Like I'd ever do that. yet, Chris thought, being sarcastic to himself.
"Chris, get in here!" yelled his mother. He quickly turned off his music and hid the record, thinking his mother had heard the music.
Two minutes later, he wandered into the room. "Yes, mom?" he asked.
"I'm going out to eat with Jeri's mom, okay? You'll have to go over there and baby-sit." She told him.
"But I'm grounded!" he objected. "Besides, Jeri isn't even a year old yet. How could I handle it?" he asked her.
"You're fourteen, Chris. You've baby-sat other kids in the neighborhood; you can baby-sit Jeri, too. You got it?" she told him with a strict look on her face. He knew how serious she was by that face, so her nodded and walked back to his room to get ready.
He pulled his shirt over his head. I guess it won't be that bad. Jeri's a cute little baby anyway, he thought. He walked to the car with his mom, and got in after she unlocked it.
"Here." She handed him a math book. "If you get bored, study."
"Yes, mom." He said. Chris wasn't the best math student in the world.
Fifteen minutes later, they were at Jeri's house. Their moms left right after they got there, and Chris was stuck trying to entertain the crying baby. He held a little stuffed animal, a rabbit, in front of her and was the voice for her. She finally stopped crying, and even smiled after a little bit.
Then her bedtime rolled around. Chris even forgot it; he was having so much fun. But she needed to go to bed, and as soon as he noticed, he put her in her crib and started to sing a lullaby to her. As he sung, his voice was not rough and scratchy, as it usually was, but it was soft and gentle.
Time passed by. He was bored. Jeri's parents didn't have much money, so they didn't have a TV or record player or anything like that. Luckily, they did have a phone, so Chris called his girlfriend of a year, Leslie.
"Hello?" she asked as she answered the phone. Chris didn't speak. That's how she knew it was him. "Chris? Why don't you ever speak when I answer the phone?" she asked him. When he still didn't speak, she started to giggle. "Come on, Chris. Answer me." She kept giggling.
"You know I just love annoying you like that." He told her. He had a smirk on his face. Leslie made him smile, though she was a bit dingy at times. "I'm baby sitting. I just was bored and decided to call."
"Oh. Where are you?" she asked, knowing he was supposed to be grounded from the phone.
"I'm baby-sitting for one of my mom's friends. They're pulling up right now, so I have to go."
"Chris, come on. We're leaving." His mom said, pulling him out of the house. Once they were a mile down the road, she started talking to him. "So, how'd it go?"
"Fine. I got a little bored after I took Jeri to bed, but it was okay." He said, looking out the window. He knew Jeri was going to be a good looking kid one of these days. Everyone thought so.
Chris sat in his room listening to Ozzy. He had been grounded for listening to him, but since there was nothing better to do, he kept listening to him. His mother said it was the work of the devil, or something like that. She didn't want him turning Satanic and trying to kill the neighborhood. Like I'd ever do that. yet, Chris thought, being sarcastic to himself.
"Chris, get in here!" yelled his mother. He quickly turned off his music and hid the record, thinking his mother had heard the music.
Two minutes later, he wandered into the room. "Yes, mom?" he asked.
"I'm going out to eat with Jeri's mom, okay? You'll have to go over there and baby-sit." She told him.
"But I'm grounded!" he objected. "Besides, Jeri isn't even a year old yet. How could I handle it?" he asked her.
"You're fourteen, Chris. You've baby-sat other kids in the neighborhood; you can baby-sit Jeri, too. You got it?" she told him with a strict look on her face. He knew how serious she was by that face, so her nodded and walked back to his room to get ready.
He pulled his shirt over his head. I guess it won't be that bad. Jeri's a cute little baby anyway, he thought. He walked to the car with his mom, and got in after she unlocked it.
"Here." She handed him a math book. "If you get bored, study."
"Yes, mom." He said. Chris wasn't the best math student in the world.
Fifteen minutes later, they were at Jeri's house. Their moms left right after they got there, and Chris was stuck trying to entertain the crying baby. He held a little stuffed animal, a rabbit, in front of her and was the voice for her. She finally stopped crying, and even smiled after a little bit.
Then her bedtime rolled around. Chris even forgot it; he was having so much fun. But she needed to go to bed, and as soon as he noticed, he put her in her crib and started to sing a lullaby to her. As he sung, his voice was not rough and scratchy, as it usually was, but it was soft and gentle.
Time passed by. He was bored. Jeri's parents didn't have much money, so they didn't have a TV or record player or anything like that. Luckily, they did have a phone, so Chris called his girlfriend of a year, Leslie.
"Hello?" she asked as she answered the phone. Chris didn't speak. That's how she knew it was him. "Chris? Why don't you ever speak when I answer the phone?" she asked him. When he still didn't speak, she started to giggle. "Come on, Chris. Answer me." She kept giggling.
"You know I just love annoying you like that." He told her. He had a smirk on his face. Leslie made him smile, though she was a bit dingy at times. "I'm baby sitting. I just was bored and decided to call."
"Oh. Where are you?" she asked, knowing he was supposed to be grounded from the phone.
"I'm baby-sitting for one of my mom's friends. They're pulling up right now, so I have to go."
"Chris, come on. We're leaving." His mom said, pulling him out of the house. Once they were a mile down the road, she started talking to him. "So, how'd it go?"
"Fine. I got a little bored after I took Jeri to bed, but it was okay." He said, looking out the window. He knew Jeri was going to be a good looking kid one of these days. Everyone thought so.