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Stephanie and Chris make it to the North Carolina mountains in one piece and start to get along for some reason. But then, that bond is broken when Steph and Chris find out they have to share a room together. After they get over that shock, they decide to go out and have some fun. Soon, after Steph gets her snowboarding lessons from Jericho, she takes to the hill and accidentally hits the person she was there to meet.
Okay on with the story!
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"So, you're called Demon?" Stephanie asked as the trio was back on their boards and sliding down the the snow with ease, well Jericho was busy holding onto Steph to help her not crash into anything.
"Well, my real name was Daimon cause of the parents, they liked Gothic things for a period of time in which I was born in, and well, later on I was given the name Demon cause I grew to know goth and stuff," D explained as Steph nodded her head, gathering all the info she could gather without falling down. Well it was kinda impossible since she had a strong grasp on her sides, thanks to Chris.
"So can we call you Daimon, cause well, we can be friends?" Stephanie reasoned as they reached the bottom of the hill. D looked at them like they grew two heads each, well Jericho in her cause three heads cause he had more ego.
"You're asking to be ~friends~ with the sister of the Undertaker, damn you're dumb," Daimon said, getting off her snowboard, picking it up, and walking towards civilization, or in other words, the small resort village leaving Steph and Chris still standing at the bottom of the hill, stunned.
"She just called me dumb," Steph said turning red with anger before ripping her feet off the snowboard, snatching it up, and stalking off back to the resort after the dark princess leaving alone Chris now.
"Damn, I like that Demon. I should ask if she knows any good insults."
Of course our little Billion Dollar Princess right now wasn't the happiest person on Earth. She had spent 3 hours of her life following this girl through the snow wanting to have her on her show.
'So far this girl has hit the grocery store, Burger King, the village mall, and now to the resort. All that shopping time wasted for 1 lousy bag filled with soda, toothbrush, toothpaste, and sunscreen! What a disgrace to women!' Stephanie thought as she entered the resort's lobby as Daimon was entering the elevator.
"Damnit!" mumbled the McMahon as she saw the elevator doors close as her prey gone.
"Ah yes, Stephanie McMahon has been lowered down to the world of Y2J," Jericho stated as Stephanie stalked to the front desk.
"World of rejcts if you ask me," she mumbled as she finally reached the front desk and had on one of those faces saying 'Oh-I'm-So-Adorable-That-I-Can-Do-No-Wrong.'
"May I help you deary," said a kind old lady at the desk. Of course Stephanie thought this was going to be a piece of cake.
"Yes, can I please have the key to my ................"
"To who's room?"
Stephanie was at a lost of words right now. The employees might believe her or not. Right before she answered Jericho stepped in.
"To her sister-in-law's room!" he said quickly as she nudged Steph's left hand signaling her to switch ring fingers quickly.
"Ohh, you two are married?" asked the old lady excitedly as Stephanie held up her left hand a showed off her wedding ring finger showing the diamond ring she got for Christmas last year.
"Yes, not to long ago. Oh it seemed like a dream!" Stephanie improvised before thinking, 'more like a nightmare.'
"Oh! Well congratulations! Who's your sister's name then?"
"Daimon Callaway (forgot the spelling so if anyone could review his real last name, PLEASE REVIEW IT!) but please don't tell her we're on our way up, we want it to a surprise!" Jericho said as the old lady smiled, typing the name into the computer before doing that 'Oh-My-God' look.
"My oh my! Here's the key, top floor!" the old lady said ask Stephanie did that 'W-T-F!' face.
"But that's the pent house, isn't it?"
"Yes it is, now if you excuse me, I must go and attend the caffee`, more hungry people then cold ones," the old lady stated as she made her way out from behind the counter and off to the dining room leaving behind the key on the desk.
"Woah............ I like the girl a lot," Chris said taking the key and making his way towards the elevator, dragging Steph along the way cause well, she was still planning his death.
"Well, wakey wakey Steph from your little dream, after those 7 stops we've made it to the pent house," Chris stated waking Steph up for she fell asleep on his shoulder. When she was now fully awake and noticed who she was sleeping on, she turned tomato red before getting up immediately.
"So that's why they have a bench in the elevator, it sure is slow," she stated as she rushed out of the elevator and onto the hallway. Well more like a small little closet when Jericho walked in behind her.
"Well ya gonna open it?"
"I can't idiot, YOU HAVE THE KEY!"
"Oppsie," Jericho apologized, as he handed her the key.
"FINALLY!" Steph cheered as the door swung open and she ran into the large hallway.
"Nice," Chris stated as he followed the money princess into the apartment, never noticing the apartment door closing and a dark figure hidden in the shadows.
'Okay, the blonde bimbo is making his way into the living room leaving the idiotic princess alone heading towards my room. This going to be good," thought the figure as Stephanie entered a dark room lite by candles.
'5.......................4......................3............................2.....................1.......................'
"CHRIS!!!!!!!!!"
'Music to my ears'
"Steph! Are you alright!?" Chris shouted, running from the living room and into the room the screaming banshee was in. There, he was tackled into a bear hug.
"Chris! Look!" Stephanie whimpered, pointing to the shelfs,bed stand, and basically everywhere else. All of the room was covered in creepy stuff such as skulls, freaky lamps, and dolls that looked like they never heard of being fixed.
"Cool....."
"CHRIS!"
"I mean ewwwww."
"Don't worry princess, the skulls are fake but realistic. The lamps are just lamps with glowing affects. The dolls are old too," said a voice as the light in the room was turned on revealing the area. And of course the 'Not-So-Happy-To-See-Intruders-In-My-Room-Including-Let-Alone-My-Private-Apartment' face of Daimon in the doorway.
"He he he, her idea!" Jericho quickly said pointing at Steph nervously.
"Please don't hurt me! HURT HIM!" Steph screeched pointing at Chris. Daimon just did the 'Friggin-Lunatics' look before laughing.
"Hurt ya'll! Nah, I'll never do that. Not unless you touched something."
"WE DIDN'T!!!"
"Okay then no harm, so follow me and close the door behind you," Daimon said, leaving for the living room with Stephanie and Chris following quickly, obeying the orders of closing the door behind them.
"Lucky you, you got the best apartment in all the resort!" Chris said as the entered the living room, eyeing the big screen tv and XBox.
"Knock yourself out kid," Daimon said as Chris did a whoop for joy and raced for the game center leaving a 'How-So-Immature' face on the two women.
"Oh my god! HOW CUTE!" Stephanie squealed looking at the sofa area which was covered in better dolls, along with plushies of cartoon chacters with stuffed animals as a bonus.
"So you like the whole stuffed animal thing?" Daimon questioned, taking a seat on a black couch which was covered in her choice of dolls, basically ones with their heads ripped off or any of their other body parts. Well except for one which she was holding. It was what you would called a grim reaper type with it dressed in a black top, black jeans, and black tennis shoes. Along with dark brown hair and black eyes, and the dark make-up. Also the scythe. Can't forget the scythe.
"Yea! I just love them. They were what comforted me when I was home alone when I was a kid when mom and dad were out," Steph explained, grabbing a Scooby-Doo plushie and hugging it.
"Don't you have a brother, Shane McMahon?"
"Yea, you watch the show I guess?"
"Yea, watching my brother wrestle to help him with mistakes and how to perfect his moves. He isn't very coordinated," Daimon said as Stephanie just had her jaw on the floor.
"You're kidding, I mean, the Undertaker, uncoordinated! That's something you don't hear everyday," Stephanie said before snapping out of schock.
"So, who's your favorite Superstar and Diva?"
"I don't have favorites for Superstars but I like Lita alot. She's one of those girls who don't care how she looks unless she's on a date or something."
"Good choice but let's say, who's your favorite Cruiserweight, Heavyweight, Tag Team, and Single?" Stephanie reasoned as Daimon just did that 'You're-To-Stubborn-To-Give-Up-On-One-Silly-Question' face.
"Fine. Rey Mysterio, Rikishi, Dudley Boyz, and the last one is between quite a few. Edge, Benoit, Undertaker, Kane, and Jeff Hardy," Daimon said counting down her fingers.
"Hey, what about me!"
"She didn't ask for the idiot section of WWE!"
"Ouch, that hurts you know," Chris said going back to his game.
"So, you're mostly Cruiserweight?" Stephanie asked, gaining back the attention of the goth.
"Yea, and I can basically kick those guys asses if you want, I already know all their moves," Daimon said as Stephanie thought on it for a minute.
"Sure, but first there's something I want you to do for me, get the women's title for Smackdown."
"Against the women's champion, fine," Daimon stated as Steph just smiled.
"Then, you want to be friends?"
"Nice try."
"Damn."
"NO!!!!!!!" Chris wailed as the T.V screen showed Game Over all over it.
"What a baby," the girls said before looking at each and laughing.
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Okay so there's some Chris/Steph and we know some about Daimon now. Stay tuned for more when Stephanie and Chris sleepover with Daimon and watch Smackdown! fan style wearing different Superstars or Diva's shirts.
Review!
Stephanie and Chris make it to the North Carolina mountains in one piece and start to get along for some reason. But then, that bond is broken when Steph and Chris find out they have to share a room together. After they get over that shock, they decide to go out and have some fun. Soon, after Steph gets her snowboarding lessons from Jericho, she takes to the hill and accidentally hits the person she was there to meet.
Okay on with the story!
~*~*~*~*~*~
"So, you're called Demon?" Stephanie asked as the trio was back on their boards and sliding down the the snow with ease, well Jericho was busy holding onto Steph to help her not crash into anything.
"Well, my real name was Daimon cause of the parents, they liked Gothic things for a period of time in which I was born in, and well, later on I was given the name Demon cause I grew to know goth and stuff," D explained as Steph nodded her head, gathering all the info she could gather without falling down. Well it was kinda impossible since she had a strong grasp on her sides, thanks to Chris.
"So can we call you Daimon, cause well, we can be friends?" Stephanie reasoned as they reached the bottom of the hill. D looked at them like they grew two heads each, well Jericho in her cause three heads cause he had more ego.
"You're asking to be ~friends~ with the sister of the Undertaker, damn you're dumb," Daimon said, getting off her snowboard, picking it up, and walking towards civilization, or in other words, the small resort village leaving Steph and Chris still standing at the bottom of the hill, stunned.
"She just called me dumb," Steph said turning red with anger before ripping her feet off the snowboard, snatching it up, and stalking off back to the resort after the dark princess leaving alone Chris now.
"Damn, I like that Demon. I should ask if she knows any good insults."
Of course our little Billion Dollar Princess right now wasn't the happiest person on Earth. She had spent 3 hours of her life following this girl through the snow wanting to have her on her show.
'So far this girl has hit the grocery store, Burger King, the village mall, and now to the resort. All that shopping time wasted for 1 lousy bag filled with soda, toothbrush, toothpaste, and sunscreen! What a disgrace to women!' Stephanie thought as she entered the resort's lobby as Daimon was entering the elevator.
"Damnit!" mumbled the McMahon as she saw the elevator doors close as her prey gone.
"Ah yes, Stephanie McMahon has been lowered down to the world of Y2J," Jericho stated as Stephanie stalked to the front desk.
"World of rejcts if you ask me," she mumbled as she finally reached the front desk and had on one of those faces saying 'Oh-I'm-So-Adorable-That-I-Can-Do-No-Wrong.'
"May I help you deary," said a kind old lady at the desk. Of course Stephanie thought this was going to be a piece of cake.
"Yes, can I please have the key to my ................"
"To who's room?"
Stephanie was at a lost of words right now. The employees might believe her or not. Right before she answered Jericho stepped in.
"To her sister-in-law's room!" he said quickly as she nudged Steph's left hand signaling her to switch ring fingers quickly.
"Ohh, you two are married?" asked the old lady excitedly as Stephanie held up her left hand a showed off her wedding ring finger showing the diamond ring she got for Christmas last year.
"Yes, not to long ago. Oh it seemed like a dream!" Stephanie improvised before thinking, 'more like a nightmare.'
"Oh! Well congratulations! Who's your sister's name then?"
"Daimon Callaway (forgot the spelling so if anyone could review his real last name, PLEASE REVIEW IT!) but please don't tell her we're on our way up, we want it to a surprise!" Jericho said as the old lady smiled, typing the name into the computer before doing that 'Oh-My-God' look.
"My oh my! Here's the key, top floor!" the old lady said ask Stephanie did that 'W-T-F!' face.
"But that's the pent house, isn't it?"
"Yes it is, now if you excuse me, I must go and attend the caffee`, more hungry people then cold ones," the old lady stated as she made her way out from behind the counter and off to the dining room leaving behind the key on the desk.
"Woah............ I like the girl a lot," Chris said taking the key and making his way towards the elevator, dragging Steph along the way cause well, she was still planning his death.
"Well, wakey wakey Steph from your little dream, after those 7 stops we've made it to the pent house," Chris stated waking Steph up for she fell asleep on his shoulder. When she was now fully awake and noticed who she was sleeping on, she turned tomato red before getting up immediately.
"So that's why they have a bench in the elevator, it sure is slow," she stated as she rushed out of the elevator and onto the hallway. Well more like a small little closet when Jericho walked in behind her.
"Well ya gonna open it?"
"I can't idiot, YOU HAVE THE KEY!"
"Oppsie," Jericho apologized, as he handed her the key.
"FINALLY!" Steph cheered as the door swung open and she ran into the large hallway.
"Nice," Chris stated as he followed the money princess into the apartment, never noticing the apartment door closing and a dark figure hidden in the shadows.
'Okay, the blonde bimbo is making his way into the living room leaving the idiotic princess alone heading towards my room. This going to be good," thought the figure as Stephanie entered a dark room lite by candles.
'5.......................4......................3............................2.....................1.......................'
"CHRIS!!!!!!!!!"
'Music to my ears'
"Steph! Are you alright!?" Chris shouted, running from the living room and into the room the screaming banshee was in. There, he was tackled into a bear hug.
"Chris! Look!" Stephanie whimpered, pointing to the shelfs,bed stand, and basically everywhere else. All of the room was covered in creepy stuff such as skulls, freaky lamps, and dolls that looked like they never heard of being fixed.
"Cool....."
"CHRIS!"
"I mean ewwwww."
"Don't worry princess, the skulls are fake but realistic. The lamps are just lamps with glowing affects. The dolls are old too," said a voice as the light in the room was turned on revealing the area. And of course the 'Not-So-Happy-To-See-Intruders-In-My-Room-Including-Let-Alone-My-Private-Apartment' face of Daimon in the doorway.
"He he he, her idea!" Jericho quickly said pointing at Steph nervously.
"Please don't hurt me! HURT HIM!" Steph screeched pointing at Chris. Daimon just did the 'Friggin-Lunatics' look before laughing.
"Hurt ya'll! Nah, I'll never do that. Not unless you touched something."
"WE DIDN'T!!!"
"Okay then no harm, so follow me and close the door behind you," Daimon said, leaving for the living room with Stephanie and Chris following quickly, obeying the orders of closing the door behind them.
"Lucky you, you got the best apartment in all the resort!" Chris said as the entered the living room, eyeing the big screen tv and XBox.
"Knock yourself out kid," Daimon said as Chris did a whoop for joy and raced for the game center leaving a 'How-So-Immature' face on the two women.
"Oh my god! HOW CUTE!" Stephanie squealed looking at the sofa area which was covered in better dolls, along with plushies of cartoon chacters with stuffed animals as a bonus.
"So you like the whole stuffed animal thing?" Daimon questioned, taking a seat on a black couch which was covered in her choice of dolls, basically ones with their heads ripped off or any of their other body parts. Well except for one which she was holding. It was what you would called a grim reaper type with it dressed in a black top, black jeans, and black tennis shoes. Along with dark brown hair and black eyes, and the dark make-up. Also the scythe. Can't forget the scythe.
"Yea! I just love them. They were what comforted me when I was home alone when I was a kid when mom and dad were out," Steph explained, grabbing a Scooby-Doo plushie and hugging it.
"Don't you have a brother, Shane McMahon?"
"Yea, you watch the show I guess?"
"Yea, watching my brother wrestle to help him with mistakes and how to perfect his moves. He isn't very coordinated," Daimon said as Stephanie just had her jaw on the floor.
"You're kidding, I mean, the Undertaker, uncoordinated! That's something you don't hear everyday," Stephanie said before snapping out of schock.
"So, who's your favorite Superstar and Diva?"
"I don't have favorites for Superstars but I like Lita alot. She's one of those girls who don't care how she looks unless she's on a date or something."
"Good choice but let's say, who's your favorite Cruiserweight, Heavyweight, Tag Team, and Single?" Stephanie reasoned as Daimon just did that 'You're-To-Stubborn-To-Give-Up-On-One-Silly-Question' face.
"Fine. Rey Mysterio, Rikishi, Dudley Boyz, and the last one is between quite a few. Edge, Benoit, Undertaker, Kane, and Jeff Hardy," Daimon said counting down her fingers.
"Hey, what about me!"
"She didn't ask for the idiot section of WWE!"
"Ouch, that hurts you know," Chris said going back to his game.
"So, you're mostly Cruiserweight?" Stephanie asked, gaining back the attention of the goth.
"Yea, and I can basically kick those guys asses if you want, I already know all their moves," Daimon said as Stephanie thought on it for a minute.
"Sure, but first there's something I want you to do for me, get the women's title for Smackdown."
"Against the women's champion, fine," Daimon stated as Steph just smiled.
"Then, you want to be friends?"
"Nice try."
"Damn."
"NO!!!!!!!" Chris wailed as the T.V screen showed Game Over all over it.
"What a baby," the girls said before looking at each and laughing.
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Okay so there's some Chris/Steph and we know some about Daimon now. Stay tuned for more when Stephanie and Chris sleepover with Daimon and watch Smackdown! fan style wearing different Superstars or Diva's shirts.
Review!