Okay! Time to get started on the newest chapter before bedtime!
Disclaimer: NO!!!!! I'm not Vince McMahon or any McMahon!!!!!
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"Is he always this desperate?" Daimon whispered to Steph as the two were about to leave for their suite which was nothing compared to this pent house. Of course, who would want to leave this place, even if there's a gothic princess in there, it's still great.
"Yea, just let him stay one night please, he'll sleep on the beanbag," Stephanie bargained before Daimon did that thinking face.
"Fine."
"YAY!"
5 seconds later, Chris was already back on the X-Box. That's when Steph got that back feeling.
"What about our pajamas?"
"I'll let you burrow some of my baggy clothes and him," Daimon started, lookingat Y2J with disgust. "He can sleep in what he's in."
"Fine with me!" Stephanie agreeed.
"Stephanie! Why didn't you make her share her clothes! They're obviously big enough for me!"
"No! She didn't want to!"
"But.......... but.................."
"GO SIT ON YOUR BEAN BAG NOW!"
Stephanie was pointing to the bean bag in the middle of the floor and in no time at all, Jericho was sitting on it looking all innocent.
"What's on T.V?" he asked as Stephanie just fumed before stomping off to her couch which she claimed earlier. Daimon was on hers, eating popcorn watching the fight between the two. That was her que to come in between the two.
"It's Thrusday night and we should be having visitors any moment now," she said as the doorbell rang. "Right on time!"
As Daimon went to go answer the door, Y2J and our Billion Dollar Princess were looking at each other, ghost like faces.
"THE TAPINGS LIVE!" they both shouted before Stephanie fell off the couch from leaning foward to far.
"I'm in such deep shit!" she whined on the floor as Y2J looked at her like she was crazy.
'She looks cute like that....... WAIT! Cute!' he thought before slapping himself back into reality. Literally.
"And since I thought the same since Taker called before you broke into my appartment, so I called in a few people to help you out if anything got out of control," said our so called demon of the trio as she entered the room, camera crews following in. Every person of the crew was wearing either a Undertaker, Eddie, Kurt, or Chris Benoit shirt.
"Uhh....... Hi Ms. McMahon!" said the cameraman setting up the camera in the back of the room. All the other crew members just waved their hi's and went to the back of the room. Lucky it was the living room and they could fit all that crap inside.
"Hey! Why aren't all wearing the King of the World's t-shirt!" Chris demanded as the camera crew gave him the finger.
"Man, good service is hard to come by lately!" Y2J said before looking back onto the T.V. He then turned to the two girls who were on their couchs and noticed they were also wearing fan shirts. Daimon with Rey Mysterio and Stephanie with Edge.
"HEY!"
"Shut up Chris!" the whole room shouted as Chris recoiled back into his beanbag, well not before Daimon threw him a t-shirt.
"OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY!!!!!!" Chris shouted, putting on his Torrie Wilson t-shirt.
"Shut up now!" Daimon snapped as Chris sat happily in his chair.
Finally, it showed. The beginning of Smackdown! All the pretty fireworks went off and such as the fans cheered.
"They really do love me!" Stephanie cried as Daimon laughed.
"Nah! More like they like Edge's ass, well the girls anyway!" Daimon pointed out, as Stephanie looked into the crowds to see most of the population of it was female.
Finally the first music came up, well more like typing. One the titantron came a internet page with Matt Hardy Version 1.0 being typed out.
"Dammit, he's going to ruin the buisness. Titantron me, NOW!" Stephanie shouted as Daimon grabbed Chris and dragged him onto the floor so they wouldn't been seen. They're Smackdown! debut wasn't for another week.
(Matt Hardy's point-of-view)
Ahh, just listen to that crowd! They love me! Or the girl's just love Shannon. Who cares! It's my big night and I'm not going to ruin it. Besides, I'm in charge tonight and this is only a taping so by the time Stephanie finds out, the show shall be over and my ass will be out of town and heading for Raw towards Jeff.
Geez, the crowd can atleast clap a little and please, ignore the short one beside me, I'm cuter!
Oh, I finally got a mic without even noticing it.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to tonight's episode of Smackdown! Tonight, Stephanie 'The Bitchy Whore' McMahon will not be here for she is in North Carolina on a buisness trip! So tonight is my night to shine since Stephanie left me in charge and tonight is going to be all about me!" I shouted into the mic as the crowd erupted with a loud appluase.
Ah yes! They do love me!
Now time to turn around, head back up MY ramp, and into MY office.
Ah, my titantron now, AND LOOK! There's.........
...........
..........
.......Oh shit, I'm dead.
(Stephanie's point-of-view)
"Hello Matt. I see you've found some interesting words for me and the rest of your speech," I say, memorizing every second of Matt Hardy's panic. I wouldn't blame him, I mean come on, I'm the queen!
"Hello Ms. McMahon!" Matt choked out as I smirked. Ahh yes, yet another victory. Mmhmm, can you smell what the Stephanie is cookin'.
"Matt, you've been doing a good job," I say as Matt's face relaxed. "Well before you decided to march your dumb ass out here and gave that speech!"
Yeah, there's that 'I'm-Going-To-Die-Soon' face I love ever so much.
"But-but-"
"Shut up Hardy!" I snap at him as he stood there, silently, glaring at me.
"Listen, since you can't cut it as the substitute General Manager of Smackdown! The greatest show on T.V, I guess I shall have to denounce you from your posistion!"
"But ma'am! Then there shall be no one in charge!" Matt yelled at me as I gave off my trademark 'I-Know-Something-You-Don't' sneer.
"Oh, while we were out chatting, I've been having MY sercurity guards go around back, finding the nearest wrestler and explain to them their new job for tonight!" I yelled back to him as he did that face that completely said Hell has now happened.
"Well then WHO!?!?!?!?!" Matt demanded as the lights dimmed and as a light appeared at the top of the ramp. A light that I knew all to well and of course, one that Matt feared. Hey! Atleast the fans are loving it.
(Regular point-of-view)
Stephanie was happy now. Just motioned for the camera crew to cut the video image as she turned around to the T.V, ignoring the fact that Jericho was in the ankle lock on the floor, tapping out, thanks to Daimon for a smart remark.
"Yes! Come on! YEA! Chokeslam!" she cheered as Taker was already in the ring in no time and was cleaning house.
"Man, my bro is cool!" Daimon said looking up before going back to breaking Jericho's ankle into little shattered pieces.
"I know! YAY!" Stephanie cheered as the camera crew took their seats at the bar near the kitchen and started cheering along with her.
"MOMMY!!!!!!!!!!!"
That high pitched scream was ignored as Smackdown! continued!
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Okay, review please! It's bedtime and sorry for such a short chapter! Please review!
Disclaimer: NO!!!!! I'm not Vince McMahon or any McMahon!!!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Is he always this desperate?" Daimon whispered to Steph as the two were about to leave for their suite which was nothing compared to this pent house. Of course, who would want to leave this place, even if there's a gothic princess in there, it's still great.
"Yea, just let him stay one night please, he'll sleep on the beanbag," Stephanie bargained before Daimon did that thinking face.
"Fine."
"YAY!"
5 seconds later, Chris was already back on the X-Box. That's when Steph got that back feeling.
"What about our pajamas?"
"I'll let you burrow some of my baggy clothes and him," Daimon started, lookingat Y2J with disgust. "He can sleep in what he's in."
"Fine with me!" Stephanie agreeed.
"Stephanie! Why didn't you make her share her clothes! They're obviously big enough for me!"
"No! She didn't want to!"
"But.......... but.................."
"GO SIT ON YOUR BEAN BAG NOW!"
Stephanie was pointing to the bean bag in the middle of the floor and in no time at all, Jericho was sitting on it looking all innocent.
"What's on T.V?" he asked as Stephanie just fumed before stomping off to her couch which she claimed earlier. Daimon was on hers, eating popcorn watching the fight between the two. That was her que to come in between the two.
"It's Thrusday night and we should be having visitors any moment now," she said as the doorbell rang. "Right on time!"
As Daimon went to go answer the door, Y2J and our Billion Dollar Princess were looking at each other, ghost like faces.
"THE TAPINGS LIVE!" they both shouted before Stephanie fell off the couch from leaning foward to far.
"I'm in such deep shit!" she whined on the floor as Y2J looked at her like she was crazy.
'She looks cute like that....... WAIT! Cute!' he thought before slapping himself back into reality. Literally.
"And since I thought the same since Taker called before you broke into my appartment, so I called in a few people to help you out if anything got out of control," said our so called demon of the trio as she entered the room, camera crews following in. Every person of the crew was wearing either a Undertaker, Eddie, Kurt, or Chris Benoit shirt.
"Uhh....... Hi Ms. McMahon!" said the cameraman setting up the camera in the back of the room. All the other crew members just waved their hi's and went to the back of the room. Lucky it was the living room and they could fit all that crap inside.
"Hey! Why aren't all wearing the King of the World's t-shirt!" Chris demanded as the camera crew gave him the finger.
"Man, good service is hard to come by lately!" Y2J said before looking back onto the T.V. He then turned to the two girls who were on their couchs and noticed they were also wearing fan shirts. Daimon with Rey Mysterio and Stephanie with Edge.
"HEY!"
"Shut up Chris!" the whole room shouted as Chris recoiled back into his beanbag, well not before Daimon threw him a t-shirt.
"OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY!!!!!!" Chris shouted, putting on his Torrie Wilson t-shirt.
"Shut up now!" Daimon snapped as Chris sat happily in his chair.
Finally, it showed. The beginning of Smackdown! All the pretty fireworks went off and such as the fans cheered.
"They really do love me!" Stephanie cried as Daimon laughed.
"Nah! More like they like Edge's ass, well the girls anyway!" Daimon pointed out, as Stephanie looked into the crowds to see most of the population of it was female.
Finally the first music came up, well more like typing. One the titantron came a internet page with Matt Hardy Version 1.0 being typed out.
"Dammit, he's going to ruin the buisness. Titantron me, NOW!" Stephanie shouted as Daimon grabbed Chris and dragged him onto the floor so they wouldn't been seen. They're Smackdown! debut wasn't for another week.
(Matt Hardy's point-of-view)
Ahh, just listen to that crowd! They love me! Or the girl's just love Shannon. Who cares! It's my big night and I'm not going to ruin it. Besides, I'm in charge tonight and this is only a taping so by the time Stephanie finds out, the show shall be over and my ass will be out of town and heading for Raw towards Jeff.
Geez, the crowd can atleast clap a little and please, ignore the short one beside me, I'm cuter!
Oh, I finally got a mic without even noticing it.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to tonight's episode of Smackdown! Tonight, Stephanie 'The Bitchy Whore' McMahon will not be here for she is in North Carolina on a buisness trip! So tonight is my night to shine since Stephanie left me in charge and tonight is going to be all about me!" I shouted into the mic as the crowd erupted with a loud appluase.
Ah yes! They do love me!
Now time to turn around, head back up MY ramp, and into MY office.
Ah, my titantron now, AND LOOK! There's.........
...........
..........
.......Oh shit, I'm dead.
(Stephanie's point-of-view)
"Hello Matt. I see you've found some interesting words for me and the rest of your speech," I say, memorizing every second of Matt Hardy's panic. I wouldn't blame him, I mean come on, I'm the queen!
"Hello Ms. McMahon!" Matt choked out as I smirked. Ahh yes, yet another victory. Mmhmm, can you smell what the Stephanie is cookin'.
"Matt, you've been doing a good job," I say as Matt's face relaxed. "Well before you decided to march your dumb ass out here and gave that speech!"
Yeah, there's that 'I'm-Going-To-Die-Soon' face I love ever so much.
"But-but-"
"Shut up Hardy!" I snap at him as he stood there, silently, glaring at me.
"Listen, since you can't cut it as the substitute General Manager of Smackdown! The greatest show on T.V, I guess I shall have to denounce you from your posistion!"
"But ma'am! Then there shall be no one in charge!" Matt yelled at me as I gave off my trademark 'I-Know-Something-You-Don't' sneer.
"Oh, while we were out chatting, I've been having MY sercurity guards go around back, finding the nearest wrestler and explain to them their new job for tonight!" I yelled back to him as he did that face that completely said Hell has now happened.
"Well then WHO!?!?!?!?!" Matt demanded as the lights dimmed and as a light appeared at the top of the ramp. A light that I knew all to well and of course, one that Matt feared. Hey! Atleast the fans are loving it.
(Regular point-of-view)
Stephanie was happy now. Just motioned for the camera crew to cut the video image as she turned around to the T.V, ignoring the fact that Jericho was in the ankle lock on the floor, tapping out, thanks to Daimon for a smart remark.
"Yes! Come on! YEA! Chokeslam!" she cheered as Taker was already in the ring in no time and was cleaning house.
"Man, my bro is cool!" Daimon said looking up before going back to breaking Jericho's ankle into little shattered pieces.
"I know! YAY!" Stephanie cheered as the camera crew took their seats at the bar near the kitchen and started cheering along with her.
"MOMMY!!!!!!!!!!!"
That high pitched scream was ignored as Smackdown! continued!
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Okay, review please! It's bedtime and sorry for such a short chapter! Please review!