Okay, I just wanted to thank X-Treme Goddess, TheHardyGal, Shadow, and
Kirby-Girl for the reviews! ^^, they mean a lot to me. It's my first WWE
story. Okay now on with it! And just a note, I'm not the Taker's so called
sister. My hair is no where near black nor are my eyes that color.
Disclaimer: Isn't life a bitch right now for not letting me own the WWE or anyone of it's wrestlers.
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"Well, well, well, well Steph. I believe you're taking up yet another dog for the so called yard," said the Olympic Champion along with his team as they where in the General Manager of Smackdown's office. Also known as the Office of Hell.
"I don't care Kurt, all I want is another Diva and this one is related to one of the dangerous men in the WWE," Stephanie said while shuffling through papers, looking for the match-ups for tomorrow's night taping.
"Well, you could of just gone with my cousin. A university graduate!" Kurt said trying to not get the temper queen on a road rage trip through the halls of the arena.
"I don't want another graduate around here Kurt! I want a real Diva! Not a smartass like you!" yelled the manager as she ran around the office now, trying to find some contract papers for the Taker's sister. She already found the match listings.
"But ma'am! Think of the ratings from adults!"
"Think of the ratings when all our recent fans find out that there'll be a female you in the ring!"
"I will say it might not be to bad," Kurt said, pondering at the thought.
"THE ANSWER IS NO!"
"Excuse Miss 'I'm like a doorknob cause I give everyone a turn' but the Prince of Darkness has a few words for you! I think it's about that sister of his!" Jericho stated, head in the doorway as Stephanie picked up the nearest vase and threw it at his head; just missing and hitting the wall right next to the blonde man.
"Stop with the wise cracks now or you're fire!" yelled the queen of the ring as Jericho looked at the face, to Stephanie, and back to the vase.
"Wasn't that the vase I gave you for Christmas. Wait, no. I never gave you a Christmas present Stephanie," Chris said before running off with a mad bore, also known as Stephanie McMahon, on his tail.
"Come back here so I can rip your head off!" she yelled as Kurt walked out into the hall way and watched them run off.
"Those are some very sad people," he mumbled before walking back off to his locker room.
"Hey Tak! I told you I could get her here without her whining about it!" Jericho yelled as he raced into the Undertakers locker room and hid in a nearby closet.
"I can see," Taker said as Stephanie raced in, face red from the run or just mad.
"Where is that blonde bimbo, I need to rip his head clear off his shoulders then burn his whole body to Hell," Stephanie said, her hands gripping onto something invisible, pretending to rip it's head off. If Stephanie was quiet enough, she could probably hear Chris in the closet praying to God.
"The more you hate each other, the more you love each other," Undertaker mumbled, watching the site of the closet door shaking ever so slightly and Stephanie pretending to rip Jericho's head off. Ofcourse the saying went noticed by the boss herself.
"Excuse me, but can you repeat what you just said. It didn't come out right," she said, trying to figure out what the taller man said.
"Oh I said that my sister called and I told her about your request for her in the ring," Taker said as Stephanie's mind that was on killing Jericho was wiped blank and replaced with the idea of having all those WWE Divas there.
"Yes, and......."
"She said she won't come to you," Taker said calmly as Stephanie's mind bubble just popped right there.
"WHY!?!?!?!?!"
"Did you hear something Benoit?" Edge asked, putting a ice pack on his forehead. Benoit just shrugged.
"It was the banshee again."
"Ohh," said the blonde one as the two started on their Anti-Angle run which consisted of punching the living hell out of dummies that looked like Team Angle and going out to eat for lunch.
"You'd think that I was loud," Nidia said, sitting in the arena's stands, trying to hide from her stalker, Matt Hardy.
"No, you're never loud Sweetie."
"Oh my fucking lord!!!" Nidia yelled, slapping Matt Hardy repeatedly in the face as Shannon Moore and Jamie Noble watched on from the other side of the arena wearing those #1 fingers, eating popcorn, drinking soda, and watching Matt get his ass kicked for the 5th time with binoculars.
"You'd think he will ever give up on her," Jamie said as Shannon just nodded in agreement.
"10 bucks that she gives him a bloody nose."
"You're on."
'I can't believe Vince loves this thing as a daughter,' Taker thought as Stephanie was trying her best to not have a heart attack right there.
"What am I going to do? What am I going to do? What am I going to do?"
"Maybe I should tell you the rest of what she said," Undertaker said, just managing to calm Stephanie down a tad bit. Just a tad bit.
"The show is ruin. All the guys out in the audience want a woman like Trish or something. Raw has finally won!" whined the General Manager as Jericho took this time to climb out of the closet and hand Stephanie a tissue box he found in there.
"Don't worry Steph, atleast you have some of the most favorite guys on WWE," he said as the manager shot him a nasty look and went on back to whining.
"Okay, if you're listening or not, she only said she won't come to you. That doesn't mean she says no!" Undertaker yelled over the two as Stephanie just grabbed Chris and hugged him close.
"You mean she still might come! Yay!" cheered the celebrating Steph while the girl hugged the life out of Y2J.
"No, she wants you to come to her," Taker said calmly as Steph just dropped Chris flat on the floor, pretty pissed too.
"What do you mean 'she wants you to come to her!'" she screeched as Taker just smirked at the girl's reaction.
"You, tonight, go on plane to the mountains in North Carolina and meet my sister there," Tak said slowly as Stephanie was busy not noticing that she was standing on Y2J with her high heels.
"But what about the show! The crowd expects the show to have a manager!" she yelled as Y2J threw her onto the Undertaker and got up. But before Steph could strangle him, the blonde stated something.
"Why don't you have a drawing. Put all the Smackdown wrestler's name on slips, put them in a hat, shuffle the hat, and pull out a name. Who ever it is is the boss on tomorrow's taping," he proclaimed as Stephanie did a 'A- Ha' look.
"Why don't we have a drawing. Put all the Smackdown wrestler's name on slips, put them in a hat, shuffle the hat, and pull out a name. Who ever it is is the boss on tomorrow's taping!" she yelled as she walked out of the room to go collect the wrestlers and bring them out to the ring.
"Why do I get a feeling that she takes me for a fool," Chris said as Undertaker got up and started heading out the door for the ring.
"Because you are one," he said as Y2J thought of that for moment as Undertaker walked away before....
"Hey!!!"
A half hour later, all of Smackdown's wrestlers were out in the arena stands. Of course the front rows so that Stephanie could look at them and make sure they were behaving like her good little workers.
"Okay, so most of you have heard that I'm leaving tonight to go interview a new wrestler in North Carolina. So I gathered you all here to do a raffling on who's going to be the boss for tomorrow night's taping," Stephanie said into a mic as the wrestlers infront of her just gave that 'Better-Be-Me' look as she countered with a 'Do-You-Want-To-Get-Fired' look.
"So you mean who's ever name you pull out of that hat becomes the boss of one Smackdown!" Paul Heyman yelled up to her as she nodded her head in agreement.
"Yes, and now time to draw out the winning name!" yelled the brunette boss as she reached into a top hat with all the wrestler's name in it on each of their very own slips. Finally, she believed she had a winner entangled in her fingers and pulled it out. She slowly opened it, read it, and then felt like fainting.
"I think I just ruined this show forever," she mumbled before she really did faint. All the wrestlers were just watching her before Kurt opened his big mouth, yet again.
"Who won!?" he yelled at her as the temper flared. Stephanie just jumped straight up, way beyond mad.
"Never talk to me like that Angle!" she yelled as she fling the mic right into the middle of Kurt's bald head knocking him over. All the other wrestlers just sat there, not a peep.
"Oww, docter please," Kurt begged as Steph got another mic.
"Okay, the boss for the next Smackdown taping is," she said, praying to God that this was a dream.
"Who!" Kurt now demanded as he got back up but to yet be hit in the head with yet another mic. Benoit and Edge were loving this watching Kurt fall back landing on Team Angle. Steph just smirked at her victory as she got a thrid mic.
"The boss for tomorrow night is Matt Hardy," she said as Matt Hardy and Shannon Moore in the back row, furthest from the other wrestlers who were about to pounce on him and kill him, were busy cheering. Nidia just felt as though her stomach was about to hurl.
"Oh and Matt, I will talk to all the Divas in this arena and watch Smackdown on T.V to find out if you used the power of General Manager of Smackdown for bad use. I left the list of matches on MY desk in MY office. You better not of ruined anything or I'll have your head over my fireplace as a trophy to show yet another one of my victories," threatened the billion dollar princess as she made her way out of the ring leaving total chaos of all the other wrestlers chasing Matt and Shannon down.
"Okay, I believe that's all," Stephanie said, done packing her suitcase. Her flight left in 2 hours and she had to make it to the airport and through the security. Still there was one thing that bugged her as she loaded her stuff up into the WWE limo.
"So Miss 'I'm like a taxi, people pay to have a ride,' you're going to have fun up in the snow with me?" Chris asked as Steph sat down and closed the door to the limo.
"Why did you have to come?" she asked as Chris just sighed.
"Undertaker wanted to make sure you would get through this okay," he said as Steph just looked out the window, watching as the scenery went by. A half hour ride in a limo, and 3 hour ride in a jet with Chris Jericho.
'Just great. While I'm having the worst hell of my life, my show is being ruined by a pervert,' she thought while Chris just fell asleep in his car seat, snoring before rolling over out of his seat and onto the floor.
"Giant Donut!" he yelled as Stephanie just got a 'Oh-Lord-Kill-Me-Now' look before saying.
"He wasn't wearing a seatbelt!"
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Okay, so I hope you like it. There's some small Chris/Steph parts, just ever so small. Please review and I might do something a little extra next chapter.
Disclaimer: Isn't life a bitch right now for not letting me own the WWE or anyone of it's wrestlers.
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"Well, well, well, well Steph. I believe you're taking up yet another dog for the so called yard," said the Olympic Champion along with his team as they where in the General Manager of Smackdown's office. Also known as the Office of Hell.
"I don't care Kurt, all I want is another Diva and this one is related to one of the dangerous men in the WWE," Stephanie said while shuffling through papers, looking for the match-ups for tomorrow's night taping.
"Well, you could of just gone with my cousin. A university graduate!" Kurt said trying to not get the temper queen on a road rage trip through the halls of the arena.
"I don't want another graduate around here Kurt! I want a real Diva! Not a smartass like you!" yelled the manager as she ran around the office now, trying to find some contract papers for the Taker's sister. She already found the match listings.
"But ma'am! Think of the ratings from adults!"
"Think of the ratings when all our recent fans find out that there'll be a female you in the ring!"
"I will say it might not be to bad," Kurt said, pondering at the thought.
"THE ANSWER IS NO!"
"Excuse Miss 'I'm like a doorknob cause I give everyone a turn' but the Prince of Darkness has a few words for you! I think it's about that sister of his!" Jericho stated, head in the doorway as Stephanie picked up the nearest vase and threw it at his head; just missing and hitting the wall right next to the blonde man.
"Stop with the wise cracks now or you're fire!" yelled the queen of the ring as Jericho looked at the face, to Stephanie, and back to the vase.
"Wasn't that the vase I gave you for Christmas. Wait, no. I never gave you a Christmas present Stephanie," Chris said before running off with a mad bore, also known as Stephanie McMahon, on his tail.
"Come back here so I can rip your head off!" she yelled as Kurt walked out into the hall way and watched them run off.
"Those are some very sad people," he mumbled before walking back off to his locker room.
"Hey Tak! I told you I could get her here without her whining about it!" Jericho yelled as he raced into the Undertakers locker room and hid in a nearby closet.
"I can see," Taker said as Stephanie raced in, face red from the run or just mad.
"Where is that blonde bimbo, I need to rip his head clear off his shoulders then burn his whole body to Hell," Stephanie said, her hands gripping onto something invisible, pretending to rip it's head off. If Stephanie was quiet enough, she could probably hear Chris in the closet praying to God.
"The more you hate each other, the more you love each other," Undertaker mumbled, watching the site of the closet door shaking ever so slightly and Stephanie pretending to rip Jericho's head off. Ofcourse the saying went noticed by the boss herself.
"Excuse me, but can you repeat what you just said. It didn't come out right," she said, trying to figure out what the taller man said.
"Oh I said that my sister called and I told her about your request for her in the ring," Taker said as Stephanie's mind that was on killing Jericho was wiped blank and replaced with the idea of having all those WWE Divas there.
"Yes, and......."
"She said she won't come to you," Taker said calmly as Stephanie's mind bubble just popped right there.
"WHY!?!?!?!?!"
"Did you hear something Benoit?" Edge asked, putting a ice pack on his forehead. Benoit just shrugged.
"It was the banshee again."
"Ohh," said the blonde one as the two started on their Anti-Angle run which consisted of punching the living hell out of dummies that looked like Team Angle and going out to eat for lunch.
"You'd think that I was loud," Nidia said, sitting in the arena's stands, trying to hide from her stalker, Matt Hardy.
"No, you're never loud Sweetie."
"Oh my fucking lord!!!" Nidia yelled, slapping Matt Hardy repeatedly in the face as Shannon Moore and Jamie Noble watched on from the other side of the arena wearing those #1 fingers, eating popcorn, drinking soda, and watching Matt get his ass kicked for the 5th time with binoculars.
"You'd think he will ever give up on her," Jamie said as Shannon just nodded in agreement.
"10 bucks that she gives him a bloody nose."
"You're on."
'I can't believe Vince loves this thing as a daughter,' Taker thought as Stephanie was trying her best to not have a heart attack right there.
"What am I going to do? What am I going to do? What am I going to do?"
"Maybe I should tell you the rest of what she said," Undertaker said, just managing to calm Stephanie down a tad bit. Just a tad bit.
"The show is ruin. All the guys out in the audience want a woman like Trish or something. Raw has finally won!" whined the General Manager as Jericho took this time to climb out of the closet and hand Stephanie a tissue box he found in there.
"Don't worry Steph, atleast you have some of the most favorite guys on WWE," he said as the manager shot him a nasty look and went on back to whining.
"Okay, if you're listening or not, she only said she won't come to you. That doesn't mean she says no!" Undertaker yelled over the two as Stephanie just grabbed Chris and hugged him close.
"You mean she still might come! Yay!" cheered the celebrating Steph while the girl hugged the life out of Y2J.
"No, she wants you to come to her," Taker said calmly as Steph just dropped Chris flat on the floor, pretty pissed too.
"What do you mean 'she wants you to come to her!'" she screeched as Taker just smirked at the girl's reaction.
"You, tonight, go on plane to the mountains in North Carolina and meet my sister there," Tak said slowly as Stephanie was busy not noticing that she was standing on Y2J with her high heels.
"But what about the show! The crowd expects the show to have a manager!" she yelled as Y2J threw her onto the Undertaker and got up. But before Steph could strangle him, the blonde stated something.
"Why don't you have a drawing. Put all the Smackdown wrestler's name on slips, put them in a hat, shuffle the hat, and pull out a name. Who ever it is is the boss on tomorrow's taping," he proclaimed as Stephanie did a 'A- Ha' look.
"Why don't we have a drawing. Put all the Smackdown wrestler's name on slips, put them in a hat, shuffle the hat, and pull out a name. Who ever it is is the boss on tomorrow's taping!" she yelled as she walked out of the room to go collect the wrestlers and bring them out to the ring.
"Why do I get a feeling that she takes me for a fool," Chris said as Undertaker got up and started heading out the door for the ring.
"Because you are one," he said as Y2J thought of that for moment as Undertaker walked away before....
"Hey!!!"
A half hour later, all of Smackdown's wrestlers were out in the arena stands. Of course the front rows so that Stephanie could look at them and make sure they were behaving like her good little workers.
"Okay, so most of you have heard that I'm leaving tonight to go interview a new wrestler in North Carolina. So I gathered you all here to do a raffling on who's going to be the boss for tomorrow night's taping," Stephanie said into a mic as the wrestlers infront of her just gave that 'Better-Be-Me' look as she countered with a 'Do-You-Want-To-Get-Fired' look.
"So you mean who's ever name you pull out of that hat becomes the boss of one Smackdown!" Paul Heyman yelled up to her as she nodded her head in agreement.
"Yes, and now time to draw out the winning name!" yelled the brunette boss as she reached into a top hat with all the wrestler's name in it on each of their very own slips. Finally, she believed she had a winner entangled in her fingers and pulled it out. She slowly opened it, read it, and then felt like fainting.
"I think I just ruined this show forever," she mumbled before she really did faint. All the wrestlers were just watching her before Kurt opened his big mouth, yet again.
"Who won!?" he yelled at her as the temper flared. Stephanie just jumped straight up, way beyond mad.
"Never talk to me like that Angle!" she yelled as she fling the mic right into the middle of Kurt's bald head knocking him over. All the other wrestlers just sat there, not a peep.
"Oww, docter please," Kurt begged as Steph got another mic.
"Okay, the boss for the next Smackdown taping is," she said, praying to God that this was a dream.
"Who!" Kurt now demanded as he got back up but to yet be hit in the head with yet another mic. Benoit and Edge were loving this watching Kurt fall back landing on Team Angle. Steph just smirked at her victory as she got a thrid mic.
"The boss for tomorrow night is Matt Hardy," she said as Matt Hardy and Shannon Moore in the back row, furthest from the other wrestlers who were about to pounce on him and kill him, were busy cheering. Nidia just felt as though her stomach was about to hurl.
"Oh and Matt, I will talk to all the Divas in this arena and watch Smackdown on T.V to find out if you used the power of General Manager of Smackdown for bad use. I left the list of matches on MY desk in MY office. You better not of ruined anything or I'll have your head over my fireplace as a trophy to show yet another one of my victories," threatened the billion dollar princess as she made her way out of the ring leaving total chaos of all the other wrestlers chasing Matt and Shannon down.
"Okay, I believe that's all," Stephanie said, done packing her suitcase. Her flight left in 2 hours and she had to make it to the airport and through the security. Still there was one thing that bugged her as she loaded her stuff up into the WWE limo.
"So Miss 'I'm like a taxi, people pay to have a ride,' you're going to have fun up in the snow with me?" Chris asked as Steph sat down and closed the door to the limo.
"Why did you have to come?" she asked as Chris just sighed.
"Undertaker wanted to make sure you would get through this okay," he said as Steph just looked out the window, watching as the scenery went by. A half hour ride in a limo, and 3 hour ride in a jet with Chris Jericho.
'Just great. While I'm having the worst hell of my life, my show is being ruined by a pervert,' she thought while Chris just fell asleep in his car seat, snoring before rolling over out of his seat and onto the floor.
"Giant Donut!" he yelled as Stephanie just got a 'Oh-Lord-Kill-Me-Now' look before saying.
"He wasn't wearing a seatbelt!"
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Okay, so I hope you like it. There's some small Chris/Steph parts, just ever so small. Please review and I might do something a little extra next chapter.