Disclaimer- I OWN SHAWN MICHAELS!!!!! NOT MY COUSINS OR ANYONE!! j/k! I
love Shawny, but I don't own him. Or Jeff. *tear* Alrighty. I don't own
anyone. So there, are you happy? Good. Cause I'm not. I will be, when you
review my stuff.
CHAPTER ONE- by: not so funny comedian
*lyric of the chapter- I watch Jay Leno (background; he's funny!) Seventh Heaven, too. And I ask myself sometimes, 'What Would Jesus Do?'*
Shawn Michaels was sitting in the coffee shop across the street from the hotel all of the WWF/WWE stars were staying in that particular city. He was sipping coffee (duh) and reading an article about that show a few weeks ago on RAW!. Apparently he had looked very cute on the episode, as usual. He didn't notice when Hunter and Jay walked in and took seats in front of him until ay cleared his throat.
"You too engrossed looking at the pictures of you?" Jay asked.
"Mhmm." Shawn replied, not really listening to what Jay was saying.
"You are so self-centred." Jay mumbled.
Shawn caught what he said that time and got mad. No one talks to the Showstoppa that way.
"What?"
"I said you are so ego-centric." Jay said.
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did."
"No you didn't you said that I was self-centred." Shawn replied, standing up.
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No, I didn't!"
"You just said that, Jay."
'No, I didn't."
"Yes you did!"
"NO I DIDN'T!"
"GUYS!" Hunter said, cutting in, "Self-centred and ego-centric are basically the same thing!"
Shawn looked at Jay and put back down his cup of coffee. They both sat back down and starred absent-mindedly at something other than each other.
"Hey, you guys. Look at that oober-diyke!" Hunter giggled, pointing at a man sitting across the small shop.
The man was wearing a grey suit with ratty sleeves and bottoms. He had cream from his drink all over his face and in a mustache shape across his upper lip.
"Uhm, Hunter," Shawn said, trying to control his laughter, " That's Vince!"
Hunter blushed and quickly occupied himself looking at his fingers.Jay looked across the table at Shawn.
"Such a loser." he wispered.
"What'd you say?" Shawn asked, wiping a biscottie crumb from his face.
"I said, check out his scooter." Jay covered, pointing out the window at Eric Bishoffon a wooden scooter.
"Ewwww. That was a horrible sight."
"Not as bad as looking at you." Hunter murmurred.
"Huh?" Shawn asked.
"Uh... I didn't say anything."
"Yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did." Shawn said.
"I mean, we all heard you." Jay said.
"I uh.... I uh.... I said uh..... You need to... er..... tie your shoe."
"Oh, well thanks buddy." Shawn said, leaning under the table to tie his shoe.
Jay gawf-aw-ed, but tried to keep a straight face as Hunter gave him a weird look. Shawn got back up and said,
"Well, we better get back. The show starts in about four hours and we need to practice."
Hunter nodded and Jay agreed, still trying not to laugh at Shawn.
"What's so funny?" Hunter sked quietly as they were walking across the street.
"Shawn." Jay choked out simply.
"What about him?"
"His shoes are velcro!" Jay laughed loudly.
A/N- Now, I did not mean to make any one think that the Superstars are stupid in any way I was just having a little bit of fun. This is a one chapter story and I don'tknow if I'll keep it up, cause I didn't like it.
CHAPTER ONE- by: not so funny comedian
*lyric of the chapter- I watch Jay Leno (background; he's funny!) Seventh Heaven, too. And I ask myself sometimes, 'What Would Jesus Do?'*
Shawn Michaels was sitting in the coffee shop across the street from the hotel all of the WWF/WWE stars were staying in that particular city. He was sipping coffee (duh) and reading an article about that show a few weeks ago on RAW!. Apparently he had looked very cute on the episode, as usual. He didn't notice when Hunter and Jay walked in and took seats in front of him until ay cleared his throat.
"You too engrossed looking at the pictures of you?" Jay asked.
"Mhmm." Shawn replied, not really listening to what Jay was saying.
"You are so self-centred." Jay mumbled.
Shawn caught what he said that time and got mad. No one talks to the Showstoppa that way.
"What?"
"I said you are so ego-centric." Jay said.
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did."
"No you didn't you said that I was self-centred." Shawn replied, standing up.
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No, I didn't!"
"You just said that, Jay."
'No, I didn't."
"Yes you did!"
"NO I DIDN'T!"
"GUYS!" Hunter said, cutting in, "Self-centred and ego-centric are basically the same thing!"
Shawn looked at Jay and put back down his cup of coffee. They both sat back down and starred absent-mindedly at something other than each other.
"Hey, you guys. Look at that oober-diyke!" Hunter giggled, pointing at a man sitting across the small shop.
The man was wearing a grey suit with ratty sleeves and bottoms. He had cream from his drink all over his face and in a mustache shape across his upper lip.
"Uhm, Hunter," Shawn said, trying to control his laughter, " That's Vince!"
Hunter blushed and quickly occupied himself looking at his fingers.Jay looked across the table at Shawn.
"Such a loser." he wispered.
"What'd you say?" Shawn asked, wiping a biscottie crumb from his face.
"I said, check out his scooter." Jay covered, pointing out the window at Eric Bishoffon a wooden scooter.
"Ewwww. That was a horrible sight."
"Not as bad as looking at you." Hunter murmurred.
"Huh?" Shawn asked.
"Uh... I didn't say anything."
"Yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did." Shawn said.
"I mean, we all heard you." Jay said.
"I uh.... I uh.... I said uh..... You need to... er..... tie your shoe."
"Oh, well thanks buddy." Shawn said, leaning under the table to tie his shoe.
Jay gawf-aw-ed, but tried to keep a straight face as Hunter gave him a weird look. Shawn got back up and said,
"Well, we better get back. The show starts in about four hours and we need to practice."
Hunter nodded and Jay agreed, still trying not to laugh at Shawn.
"What's so funny?" Hunter sked quietly as they were walking across the street.
"Shawn." Jay choked out simply.
"What about him?"
"His shoes are velcro!" Jay laughed loudly.
A/N- Now, I did not mean to make any one think that the Superstars are stupid in any way I was just having a little bit of fun. This is a one chapter story and I don'tknow if I'll keep it up, cause I didn't like it.