Story Thirteen: Linda's and Jackie's Initiation
Beginner's Luck
"I can't believe we are doing this," she whispered to her friend as they snuck into the locker room. She opened a medium sized purse that she had on her shoulder and looked in it to make sure all the contents were still there. She pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and handed one to her friend. "I can't believe we are doing this," she repeated as she put her cuffs in her back pocket and closed her purse.
"Well," her friend replied as she put her handcuffs in her back pocket too, "believe it. Diva initiation... everyone before us did it and we are going to too."
The two walked into the locker room, slowly closing the door behind them so a sound wasn't made. "I understand that," she said. They searched the room to see if anyone was in there. "But no one has ever done what we are doing... I heard it's usually chocolate."
The friend shrugged her shoulders helplessly. "So we are the first... we have to make an impact."
"No ones here... at least not now," she said when they finished searching the locker room. The girl pushed her friend farther into the locker room as she stood near the door on look out.
"Good," the friend said. She took a slip of paper out of her pocket and looked at the names. "Oh my god! They are going to kill us."
Forgetting to check the hallway to see if anyone was coming, the girl quickly went to her friend's side. "I can't believe this," she mumbled as she put her hand over her mouth in shock.
"You can't believe what?" a voice asked as the door opened.
Another voice asked, "What are you two doing here?" The door closed behind him.
The two girls looked up from the paper that they were looking at. "Shannon... Randy..." they both said.
"So what are you doing here?" Randy asked again. He set his hands on his waist and gave them a suspicious look. He stood there in his wrestling gear eyeing each diva, in particular one more than the other.
"Well... um," the friend said. Her cheeks were a deep red from Randy looking at her attentively. She quickly folded the paper back up and stuffed it in her pocket.
Randy smiled shyly. "Yes, Jackie?"
"We got lost—" Jackie started. She looked at the other woman nervously.
"And we came in here to find out which way our locker room is," she finished.
Randy and Shannon laughed. "Is that right?" Shannon asked.
The divas nodded their heads yes.
"So which one of you guys want to tell us the truth?" Shannon asked. He leaned his bare back; he also had his wrestling gear on, against the door to prevent them from leaving and crossed his arms over his chest. "Linda?"
Linda fidgeted nervously and looked at Jackie for an answer. "Well... we just came by to give you two a good luck kiss."
Shannon grinned foolishly at Linda. "Really, baby?"
"Yes," she whispered. Linda set her purse on the floor, walked away from Jackie, and stood in front of Shannon. Slowly raising her hand, she set it on his bare chest and ran her fingers through the crevices and dents that defined his well toned body.
Jackie smiled as she caught on to what Linda was doing and followed her example with Randy. She lightly kissed his lips and smiled sexily at him.
Linda wrapped her arms around Shannon and stroked his back. Her hands went from his back to her arms and slid down to his wrists. Quickly putting them together in front of him, Linda whipped out her handcuffs and snapped them on him.
"What in the hell—?" Randy yelled as Jackie did the same to him.
"What's going on?" Shannon asked as Linda backed away. She joined Jackie and they both picked up her purse.
Jackie opened the purse and pulled out a camera, two bottles of honey, and three bags of feathers. "Ready?" she asked Linda. She grabbed both bottles of honey and ripped the tops off.
Linda nodded as she tore the bags of feathers open. "I guess... here goes nothing."
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The girls ran to the divas locker room as fast as they could. They made it to the door, slammed it behind them, and leaned against it. Both were out of breath and the other divas that were in the room looked at them, trying not to laugh.
"So how did it go?" Lita asked as she got more comfortable on the bench she was sitting on. She smiled as she remembered when she did it to the Hardys and then again to Rob Van Dam when she came back from being out on injury.
Linda shook her head and gave the Polaroid picture to her. "Shannon's going to kill me when he catches up with me."
Jackie nodded in agreement and handed hers to the nearest diva to Lita, Debra. "I'm going to be begging for forgiveness when Randy finds me."
"At least you got it over with," Stacy said with a smile. "I took me at least five different attempts to succeed."
Ivory nodded. "Me...? Three times, the average is four attempts. So you guy must have beginner's luck."
The divas laughed. "I guess we should have told you guys... that you have to do it to the person that you're close to or involved with," Debra said with a laugh as she looked at the picture in her hand. She reached into the locker behind her and pulled out a small duffle bag. Opening up the bag, Debra pulled out a picture and a small photo album. "Here," she said as she handed the picture to Linda and Jackie.
After opening the photo album, Debra added their photos to the small album. Then she closed the album and chuckled as she put it back in her duffle bag.
Linda and Jackie giggled at the single photo Debra gave them to look at. It was her initiation proof and what was captured? Stone Cold Steven Austin, handcuffed with his pants around his ankles... covered in chocolate syrup and feathers.