A/N: Yay!!! That last chapter was kinda depressing. I mean, poor Naomi!!
And Jeff!! Dammit!! Wait, it's my fic. LOL! Sorry! Now, let's read on! And
Debzie, in case you haven't noticed I've been following your suggestion.
How'd you like the Jeff and Naomi separation? And, I didn't exactly mean
for Naomi to end up in her parents' house. That was coincidental!
Jeff felt guilty of what he'd done. Lisa Marie had told him to follow her back to her room. And, he left without telling Naomi. But, this was revenge for hurting his feelings. And he liked every single minute.
"Well, Jeff, how'd you like to have a little 'chat'?" Lisa asked seductively as she closed her hotel room door.
"How do you like it? Rough or tender?" he smiled at her as the couple lied down on the bed. There, they had a very passionate make-out session.
~Meanwhile, back at Naomi, who's at her parents' house~
"Well if it isn't our little angel! How're you settling in WWE, honey? Did you have a good time?" Mrs Camellia Stevens asked her daughter.
"Mom! If there were cameras, I'd be humiliated! I'm not in the first grade anymore! But I'm settling in fine. I made a few friends," Naomi answered her mother's question.
"Really? And what made you come home here? Why not at your hotel room?" Mr Richard Stevens asked curiously.
"Oh, I thought that I'd like to visit both of you since I'm here in New York," Naomi lied.
"How sweet of you, dear. How's your brother doing?" Mrs Stevens asked, heading to the kitchen to fix her daughter something to eat.
"Same ol' Alex, brand new nothing. He's doing just fine with Denise," Naomi answered sarcastically.
"Denise? The same fine young woman that Alex was obsessed with since his freshman days? Ah, young love it is," Mr Stevens said fondly.
"Oh Richard! We were the same just years ago! Don't tease Ami or Alex!" Mrs Stevens chided. Naomi laughed at her parents and sat down on the comfy couch to watch whatever her parents were watching.
"Ami, here's your favorite hot chocolate with marshmallows. And your favorite brand of potato chips," Mrs Stevens re-entered the living room with the chips and hot chocolate mug in hand.
"Thanks mom, I really appreciate it," Naomi smiled at her mother gratefully, who promptly took a seat beside her.
"I know that you didn't come here just to visit us," Mrs Stevens said quietly to her daughter. Naomi almost choked on her drink.
"How'd you know, mom?!" Naomi hissed, pulling her mother closer.
"Ever heard of mothers' know best? Now, let's see, does it have something to do with the cute Hardy guy you've joined forces with? What's his name again... Jeff Hardy?" Mrs Stevens pretended to think.
"Mom! Well, you are right! He's such a jerk!" Naomi said, her past anger starting to build up now.
"Aww... my poor honey, what did he do to you?" Mrs Stevens stroked her daughter's hair.
"He left to get me an ice pack and never came back!" Naomi interjected, a tear slipping down her cheek.
"You bruised your back again? Aww, my poor sweetie, at least you're fine now," Mrs Stevens cuddled her daughter lovingly.
"Mom! That jerk hurt my feelings! And he ran off without telling me!" Naomi said, resting her head on her mother's shoulder.
"I understand, Ami, but guys are like that," Mrs Stevens said.
"Not only that, he left me with a bruised back! And it hurt like hell!!!" Naomi wailed.
"Forgive and forget, honey. Men are always like that. It's not surprise," Mrs Stevens consoled her daughter.
"Hmph! Easy for YOU to say! You're married to dad!" Naomi said bitterly.
"Oh c'mon, Ami, if you like him, just tell him," Mrs Stevens said mildly.
"Mom!! I told you I don't like him! Not now, not never! I just treat him like a friend!" Naomi said, starting to get angry.
"Now, now, Ami, you might deny it now. But sooner or later, you'd start to have hidden feelings for the Hardy guy. Trust me, I was like that when I was your age. Now, if you'd change out of your clothes, maybe you could get some sleep and go back to your hotel room tomorrow," Mrs Stevens advised her daughter.
"Ok, mom," Naomi sighed and left for her room upstairs. She switched on the lights and took off her clothes, changing into short shorts and an oversized T-shirt. She lied down on the bed, thinking about the events that happened today and sighed.
"Oh well, I'll just sleep and I'll forget about it tomorrow," she said and closed her eyes, momentarily falling asleep.
The next morning, she was roughly awakened by harsh shoving. She moaned tiredly and covered her face with a pillow.
"Ami! Wake up!" her mother's voice said.
"What is it, mom?" Naomi croaked, sitting up groggily and rubbing her eyes.
"The Hardy guy and a woman named Trish Stratus called your cell phone earlier. The Hardy guy wanted to know why you didn't go back to your room and this Trish asks if you're okay," Mrs Stevens told her daughter. That made Naomi alert.
"Trish? Oh! I need to go change and get back to my hotel room," Naomi said and got out of the bed. She quickly took a shower and changed into black jeans, a pink T-shirt and slipped into her sports shoes.
"Well, good morning, honey. Have something to eat before you go," Mr Stevens said to his daughter.
"Ok dad," Naomi agreed and went to the dining room. Mrs Stevens came in holding Naomi's cell phone in her hand.
"Ami? A guy named Derrick wants to talk to you," Mrs Stevens said. Naomi choked at the juice she was drinking and grabbed the phone from her mother.
"He-hello?" she coughed.
"Nami? Where are you? I called Trish and she said you were out. Who was that?" Derrick blurted out.
"That was my mom. What is it now, Derr?" Naomi answered, wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue.
"I called to tell you that I'll be in New York in a few minutes and my room would be somewhere on the fifth level, ok? Hope to see you at your hotel, sweetie. Bye," Derrick said and hung up.
~Meanwhile, Victoria and Jeff are still in Victoria's room~
Jeff got up, licking his lips. Victoria was still asleep. And, she looked as much as an angel like Naomi did. His clothes were on the floor and he could vividly remember what last night was all about. It was fun.
"Jeff? You up?" Victoria's sweet (GAG!) voice asked Jeff.
"Yeah, baby, I'm going back to my room. Or the others would suspect," Jeff chuckled lightly.
"Ok, I love you," Victoria sat up and kissed Jeff's cheek. Jeff threw all his clothes on and left Victoria's room.
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, what were you doing in Lisa Marie's room?" a familiar angelic voice asked him. Jeff turned. It was Trish and she looked positively disgusted.
"Why do you care?" Jeff asked airily. The small chime of the elevator brought his attention to the lift. Naomi walked out, looking very happy and positively glowing. She was holding a bouquet of red and pink roses.
"Hey Trish," Naomi greeted, smiling at Trish and gave her friend a hug.
"You too, Jeff," she said, her sentence curt and short.
"Wow! Who gave you these?" Trish asked, awed at the bouquet Naomi was holding.
"Derrick! It seems that he's in New York too," Naomi answered brightly. Derrick?! Who the hell was this Derrick? Jeff thought with clenched teeth.
"Really? Let's talk in your room then," Trish suggested and the two friends headed for Naomi's room, Jeff following unconsciously behind, since his room was opposite of Naomi's.
~Unknown to everyone, Victoria had got out of bed and went to Eric Bischoff's door...~
"Come in," Eric called from his bed. Victoria walked in cautiously and closed the door behind her.
"Ah yes, Lisa Marie, what can I do for you?" Eric asked, smiling his smile.
"I want to humiliate Naomi Williams in a bra and panties match tomorrow!" Victoria burst out. (A/N: I jumped timelines so now it's Sunday. Don't get confused.)
"Can do, but we'll have to do this tomorrow. See, our storyline for tomorrow is that Naomi would be summoned into my office because she left without telling me last week. And you come in, see Naomi, and demand the match. You two would be staring daggers at each other. Of course, the cameras would be there," Eric explained.
"Will do, and, I want Jeff Hardy to be the Special Guest Referee," Victoria added.
"Can do too, Mr Hardy would be informed too," Eric nodded. Victoria smiled, satisfied, with her visit.
~Monday Night RAW~
(The cameras are in Eric Bischoff's office and he is sitting behind his chair, looking as if he was waiting for someone. There're knocks on the door.)
"Come in," Eric called. Naomi came in and the crowd makes a huge roar.
"You wanted to see me, Eric?" Naomi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, well, you see, I was informed that you left last week without telling me. Care to explain?" Eric asked steely.
"It's personal business, Eric," Naomi answered curtly. There're knocks on the door and Victoria comes in. The crowd makes weird noises.
"Mr Bischoff, I want a bra and panties match tonight," Victoria demanded.
"Well, Miss Williams, I intended to punish you properly but I guess this would do. Victoria, you have your bra and panties match, against Naomi. And guess what? Jeff Hardy would be your referee tonight," Eric smiled devillishly. Naomi, on cue, looked positively shocked.
"Thank you, Mr Bischoff," Victoria nodded and left, leaving the camera to zoom in on Naomi's shocked face.
"Oh this is a great night, JR! A bra and panties match tonight! Two newcomers, Naomi Williams and Victoria, in a bra and panties match! And Jeff Hardy is the referee! Lucky dog!" Jerry 'The King' Lawler exclaimed as the titantron showed the bra and panties match with the two newcomers. (A/N: Very hard to explain the thingies.)
Victoria went into the Divas' locker room, only to see her opponent tonight, pulling down a black tank top over her red bra.
"But our match comes after Kane vs. Triple H," Victoria told Naomi. The young woman shot Victoria a death glare.
"If you didn't know, I'm Team 2Xtreme. I'm supposed to valet Jeff for his match tonight with Christian, remember?" Naomi said icily. Victoria blushed. Talk about bad luck just as she came in.
"Oh you're gonna be humiliated tonight, Miss Williams," Victoria muttered as Naomi left the room.
(The cameras roll back to the arena where Jeff's music comes on and the daredevil himself comes out with his partner close behind.)
"The challenger, making his way from Cameron, North Carolina, accompanied by Naomi Williams, weighing 218 pounds, Jeff Hardy!!!" Lillian announced. Naomi ran forward and jumped onto the apron, flipping herself into the ring. She smiled cheerfully at Lillian, who smiled back at her, with equal cheerfulness.
(Christian's music hits as Team 2Xtreme's music fades away. Half the crowd boos and Naomi only cringes, forcing a small smile.)
"And his opponent, making his way from Toronto, Canada, he is one-half of the World Tag Team Champions, weighing 215 pounds, Christian!!!" Lillian's voice rang out and she left the ring. Christian gave Naomi a scary leer and the girl cringed, sliding out of the ring.
It started in a headlock. Christian got a few punches and kicks. But Jeff gained the upperhand and kicked Christian repeatedly. Unfortunately, the referee was in the way and he got hit and rolled onto the apron. Naomi took this chance to let Jeff do his Whisper in the Wind, which hit right on the mark and Christian fell limply onto the ropes. Enraged, Naomi grabbed the referee and threw him back into the ring. Unfortunately, Christian managed to weaken Jeff and hit two Unprettiers on him. The referee counted. 1-2-3! Christian won!
"And here's your winner, Christian!!!" Lillian announced as Christian left the ring but managed to wink at Naomi first. Reluctantly, Naomi helped Jeff up the ramp and managed to leave him in the guys' locker room. She went to look for Terri for the interview.
"Naomi! How do you feel about the bra and panties later on?" Terri asked excitedly. Naomi smirked and rolled her eyes.
"A little nervous, it's as far as I can admit. But Victoria would be stripped down for sure! She'll pay for almost costing Jeff his match against Steven Richards! Luckily for Hardy, I was there to save his ass!" Naomi said. At this moment, Christian came up, just on cue.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, YOU have a match against Miss Victoria?" Christian asked. He stepped back and looked up and down at Naomi's body.
"Back off, man, I don't your dirty lecherous eyes following where I go!" Naomi snapped.
"Temper, temper, Miss Williams, don't worry, I'll keep a good look on you," Christian thumbed Naomi's chin and left.
"Stupid bastard," Naomi muttered and walked off, leaving Terri to stare after her.
(Kane and Triple H's match finishes and The King is talking about the bra and panties match.)
"Up next, people, would be the bra and panties between the two newcomers, Naomi Williams and Victoria!" The King said excitedly as the titantron showed the ad of the match. Jeff's music hit the arena and the Special Guest Referee came out, wearing the striped referee's shirt over his wife beater. His body paint was gone.
"Making his way into the ring as the Special Guest Referee for the Bra and Panties match, Jeff Hardy!!!" Lillian announced. Jeff slid into the ring and saluted to his fans just as Victoria's music hit.
"The challenger, making her way into the ring, from San Bernardino, California, Victoria!!" Lillian announced as Victoria walked down the ramp and into the ring, smiling at Jeff, who smiled back.
"What's up with those two?" JR asked 'The King' as Naomi's music 'Round Round' hit the arena.
"And her opponent, making her way into the ring, from Cameron North Carolina, Naomi Williams!" Lillian's voice rang out as Naomi stood on the apron, looking at Victoria and Jeff cautiously before going into the ring and greeting her fans.
Victoria and Naomi stood, staring daggers at each other, as Jeff opened the match after the signal bell rang. The two grabbed each other into a headlock. Victoria got Naomi's arm in a tight arm wrench but Naomi reversed it and swung Victoria to the ropes. But Victoria was the one who reversed that and Naomi jumped onto the ropes, backflipping and hitting Victoria in the head. She grabbed Victoria's shirt and gave a fierce tug. The material ripped immediately, revealing Victoria's light blue bra to the audience, as Naomi tossed the shirt away. Victoria stood up and gave Naomi a fierce glare. The younger woman returned it with a cocky grin and Victoria slammed Naomi onto the turnbuckle and started kicking her repeatedly.
"1-2-3-4!" Jeff called and warned Victoria to stop. Naomi growled and grabbed at Victoria, furiously and repeatedly slapping Victoria. She tried to slam Victoria to the turnbuckle but Victoria slammed Naomi again instead and climbed the top rope, hitting a perfect Molly-go-round, and pulled Naomi's tank top, which split open, revealing her dark red bra to everyone. She pulled Victoria to the turnbuckle and used her back as a weapon to repeatedly lash out at Victoria, and ran back to the other turnbuckle, squatting down and watched a bemused smile on her lips as Jeff knelt down to check on Victoria. Naomi ran and jumped lightly on Jeff's back, performing a perfect hurricanrana. Victoria lied down on the ring, panting, and Naomi took the chance and bent down to take off Victoria's pants. Unfortunately, Victoria reversed it and tried to take off Naomi's pants but Naomi reversed it yet again and managed to finally take off Victoria's pants. The signal bell rang out.
"And here's your winner, Naomi Williams!!" Lillian announced as 'Round Round' started up. Jeff raised her arm in victory but Naomi wrenched it away and climbed up the turnbuckle, yelling at her fans. She grabbed her tank top and draped it on her shoulder.
"Well, how'd you like that, Vicky?!" Naomi yelled at Victoria, who covered her chest with her arms.
"Wow! I thought Trish's puppies were bigger but look at Naomi's!!" Jerry exclaimed. (A/N: There're not THAT big, perverts! =P)
She slid out of the ring and walked up the ramp, grinning at the ring and blowing kisses to her audience and left backstage.
(The cameras roll backstage and see a very happy Naomi walking down the corridor, still in her previous attire. Marc Lloyd stops her.)
"Well, Naomi, how do you feel about beating Victoria?" Marc asked, trying hard not to stare at Naomi. "Great! I never felt so good in my whole life!" Naomi exclaimed.
"You should be! Unfortunately, you're no match for The King of the World!" a voice exclaimed. The camera rolled to Marc's back and Marc turned to Chris Jericho.
"What do you want, jackass?" Naomi narrowed her eyes.
"Nothing, I just thought I'd steal your moment of glory," Jericho said.
"Yeah, well, guess what? It's MY moment of glory, assclown!" Naomi smirked.
"Don't take my quote away from me!" Jericho said dangerously.
"Or what? Well, guess what? I just did!" Naomi laughed and turned to leave. At that moment, Jericho slapped her ass and ran off with the crowd roaring with approval. Marc looked positively shocked and Naomi stormed off.
"Did ya see that, JR? Chris Jericho just slapped Naomi Williams's ass! Amazing!" 'The King' exclaimed excitedly.
"Yes, it was shocking," JR agreed as the titantron showed a replay of the previous scene. The crowd roared again and the show came to a close.
~End of Monday Night RAW~
A/N: Well, how'd it fair? I guess it was pretty lame but WHY did Chris Jericho slap Naomi's ass? All right, the format's still the same.
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Jeff felt guilty of what he'd done. Lisa Marie had told him to follow her back to her room. And, he left without telling Naomi. But, this was revenge for hurting his feelings. And he liked every single minute.
"Well, Jeff, how'd you like to have a little 'chat'?" Lisa asked seductively as she closed her hotel room door.
"How do you like it? Rough or tender?" he smiled at her as the couple lied down on the bed. There, they had a very passionate make-out session.
~Meanwhile, back at Naomi, who's at her parents' house~
"Well if it isn't our little angel! How're you settling in WWE, honey? Did you have a good time?" Mrs Camellia Stevens asked her daughter.
"Mom! If there were cameras, I'd be humiliated! I'm not in the first grade anymore! But I'm settling in fine. I made a few friends," Naomi answered her mother's question.
"Really? And what made you come home here? Why not at your hotel room?" Mr Richard Stevens asked curiously.
"Oh, I thought that I'd like to visit both of you since I'm here in New York," Naomi lied.
"How sweet of you, dear. How's your brother doing?" Mrs Stevens asked, heading to the kitchen to fix her daughter something to eat.
"Same ol' Alex, brand new nothing. He's doing just fine with Denise," Naomi answered sarcastically.
"Denise? The same fine young woman that Alex was obsessed with since his freshman days? Ah, young love it is," Mr Stevens said fondly.
"Oh Richard! We were the same just years ago! Don't tease Ami or Alex!" Mrs Stevens chided. Naomi laughed at her parents and sat down on the comfy couch to watch whatever her parents were watching.
"Ami, here's your favorite hot chocolate with marshmallows. And your favorite brand of potato chips," Mrs Stevens re-entered the living room with the chips and hot chocolate mug in hand.
"Thanks mom, I really appreciate it," Naomi smiled at her mother gratefully, who promptly took a seat beside her.
"I know that you didn't come here just to visit us," Mrs Stevens said quietly to her daughter. Naomi almost choked on her drink.
"How'd you know, mom?!" Naomi hissed, pulling her mother closer.
"Ever heard of mothers' know best? Now, let's see, does it have something to do with the cute Hardy guy you've joined forces with? What's his name again... Jeff Hardy?" Mrs Stevens pretended to think.
"Mom! Well, you are right! He's such a jerk!" Naomi said, her past anger starting to build up now.
"Aww... my poor honey, what did he do to you?" Mrs Stevens stroked her daughter's hair.
"He left to get me an ice pack and never came back!" Naomi interjected, a tear slipping down her cheek.
"You bruised your back again? Aww, my poor sweetie, at least you're fine now," Mrs Stevens cuddled her daughter lovingly.
"Mom! That jerk hurt my feelings! And he ran off without telling me!" Naomi said, resting her head on her mother's shoulder.
"I understand, Ami, but guys are like that," Mrs Stevens said.
"Not only that, he left me with a bruised back! And it hurt like hell!!!" Naomi wailed.
"Forgive and forget, honey. Men are always like that. It's not surprise," Mrs Stevens consoled her daughter.
"Hmph! Easy for YOU to say! You're married to dad!" Naomi said bitterly.
"Oh c'mon, Ami, if you like him, just tell him," Mrs Stevens said mildly.
"Mom!! I told you I don't like him! Not now, not never! I just treat him like a friend!" Naomi said, starting to get angry.
"Now, now, Ami, you might deny it now. But sooner or later, you'd start to have hidden feelings for the Hardy guy. Trust me, I was like that when I was your age. Now, if you'd change out of your clothes, maybe you could get some sleep and go back to your hotel room tomorrow," Mrs Stevens advised her daughter.
"Ok, mom," Naomi sighed and left for her room upstairs. She switched on the lights and took off her clothes, changing into short shorts and an oversized T-shirt. She lied down on the bed, thinking about the events that happened today and sighed.
"Oh well, I'll just sleep and I'll forget about it tomorrow," she said and closed her eyes, momentarily falling asleep.
The next morning, she was roughly awakened by harsh shoving. She moaned tiredly and covered her face with a pillow.
"Ami! Wake up!" her mother's voice said.
"What is it, mom?" Naomi croaked, sitting up groggily and rubbing her eyes.
"The Hardy guy and a woman named Trish Stratus called your cell phone earlier. The Hardy guy wanted to know why you didn't go back to your room and this Trish asks if you're okay," Mrs Stevens told her daughter. That made Naomi alert.
"Trish? Oh! I need to go change and get back to my hotel room," Naomi said and got out of the bed. She quickly took a shower and changed into black jeans, a pink T-shirt and slipped into her sports shoes.
"Well, good morning, honey. Have something to eat before you go," Mr Stevens said to his daughter.
"Ok dad," Naomi agreed and went to the dining room. Mrs Stevens came in holding Naomi's cell phone in her hand.
"Ami? A guy named Derrick wants to talk to you," Mrs Stevens said. Naomi choked at the juice she was drinking and grabbed the phone from her mother.
"He-hello?" she coughed.
"Nami? Where are you? I called Trish and she said you were out. Who was that?" Derrick blurted out.
"That was my mom. What is it now, Derr?" Naomi answered, wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue.
"I called to tell you that I'll be in New York in a few minutes and my room would be somewhere on the fifth level, ok? Hope to see you at your hotel, sweetie. Bye," Derrick said and hung up.
~Meanwhile, Victoria and Jeff are still in Victoria's room~
Jeff got up, licking his lips. Victoria was still asleep. And, she looked as much as an angel like Naomi did. His clothes were on the floor and he could vividly remember what last night was all about. It was fun.
"Jeff? You up?" Victoria's sweet (GAG!) voice asked Jeff.
"Yeah, baby, I'm going back to my room. Or the others would suspect," Jeff chuckled lightly.
"Ok, I love you," Victoria sat up and kissed Jeff's cheek. Jeff threw all his clothes on and left Victoria's room.
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, what were you doing in Lisa Marie's room?" a familiar angelic voice asked him. Jeff turned. It was Trish and she looked positively disgusted.
"Why do you care?" Jeff asked airily. The small chime of the elevator brought his attention to the lift. Naomi walked out, looking very happy and positively glowing. She was holding a bouquet of red and pink roses.
"Hey Trish," Naomi greeted, smiling at Trish and gave her friend a hug.
"You too, Jeff," she said, her sentence curt and short.
"Wow! Who gave you these?" Trish asked, awed at the bouquet Naomi was holding.
"Derrick! It seems that he's in New York too," Naomi answered brightly. Derrick?! Who the hell was this Derrick? Jeff thought with clenched teeth.
"Really? Let's talk in your room then," Trish suggested and the two friends headed for Naomi's room, Jeff following unconsciously behind, since his room was opposite of Naomi's.
~Unknown to everyone, Victoria had got out of bed and went to Eric Bischoff's door...~
"Come in," Eric called from his bed. Victoria walked in cautiously and closed the door behind her.
"Ah yes, Lisa Marie, what can I do for you?" Eric asked, smiling his smile.
"I want to humiliate Naomi Williams in a bra and panties match tomorrow!" Victoria burst out. (A/N: I jumped timelines so now it's Sunday. Don't get confused.)
"Can do, but we'll have to do this tomorrow. See, our storyline for tomorrow is that Naomi would be summoned into my office because she left without telling me last week. And you come in, see Naomi, and demand the match. You two would be staring daggers at each other. Of course, the cameras would be there," Eric explained.
"Will do, and, I want Jeff Hardy to be the Special Guest Referee," Victoria added.
"Can do too, Mr Hardy would be informed too," Eric nodded. Victoria smiled, satisfied, with her visit.
~Monday Night RAW~
(The cameras are in Eric Bischoff's office and he is sitting behind his chair, looking as if he was waiting for someone. There're knocks on the door.)
"Come in," Eric called. Naomi came in and the crowd makes a huge roar.
"You wanted to see me, Eric?" Naomi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, well, you see, I was informed that you left last week without telling me. Care to explain?" Eric asked steely.
"It's personal business, Eric," Naomi answered curtly. There're knocks on the door and Victoria comes in. The crowd makes weird noises.
"Mr Bischoff, I want a bra and panties match tonight," Victoria demanded.
"Well, Miss Williams, I intended to punish you properly but I guess this would do. Victoria, you have your bra and panties match, against Naomi. And guess what? Jeff Hardy would be your referee tonight," Eric smiled devillishly. Naomi, on cue, looked positively shocked.
"Thank you, Mr Bischoff," Victoria nodded and left, leaving the camera to zoom in on Naomi's shocked face.
"Oh this is a great night, JR! A bra and panties match tonight! Two newcomers, Naomi Williams and Victoria, in a bra and panties match! And Jeff Hardy is the referee! Lucky dog!" Jerry 'The King' Lawler exclaimed as the titantron showed the bra and panties match with the two newcomers. (A/N: Very hard to explain the thingies.)
Victoria went into the Divas' locker room, only to see her opponent tonight, pulling down a black tank top over her red bra.
"But our match comes after Kane vs. Triple H," Victoria told Naomi. The young woman shot Victoria a death glare.
"If you didn't know, I'm Team 2Xtreme. I'm supposed to valet Jeff for his match tonight with Christian, remember?" Naomi said icily. Victoria blushed. Talk about bad luck just as she came in.
"Oh you're gonna be humiliated tonight, Miss Williams," Victoria muttered as Naomi left the room.
(The cameras roll back to the arena where Jeff's music comes on and the daredevil himself comes out with his partner close behind.)
"The challenger, making his way from Cameron, North Carolina, accompanied by Naomi Williams, weighing 218 pounds, Jeff Hardy!!!" Lillian announced. Naomi ran forward and jumped onto the apron, flipping herself into the ring. She smiled cheerfully at Lillian, who smiled back at her, with equal cheerfulness.
(Christian's music hits as Team 2Xtreme's music fades away. Half the crowd boos and Naomi only cringes, forcing a small smile.)
"And his opponent, making his way from Toronto, Canada, he is one-half of the World Tag Team Champions, weighing 215 pounds, Christian!!!" Lillian's voice rang out and she left the ring. Christian gave Naomi a scary leer and the girl cringed, sliding out of the ring.
It started in a headlock. Christian got a few punches and kicks. But Jeff gained the upperhand and kicked Christian repeatedly. Unfortunately, the referee was in the way and he got hit and rolled onto the apron. Naomi took this chance to let Jeff do his Whisper in the Wind, which hit right on the mark and Christian fell limply onto the ropes. Enraged, Naomi grabbed the referee and threw him back into the ring. Unfortunately, Christian managed to weaken Jeff and hit two Unprettiers on him. The referee counted. 1-2-3! Christian won!
"And here's your winner, Christian!!!" Lillian announced as Christian left the ring but managed to wink at Naomi first. Reluctantly, Naomi helped Jeff up the ramp and managed to leave him in the guys' locker room. She went to look for Terri for the interview.
"Naomi! How do you feel about the bra and panties later on?" Terri asked excitedly. Naomi smirked and rolled her eyes.
"A little nervous, it's as far as I can admit. But Victoria would be stripped down for sure! She'll pay for almost costing Jeff his match against Steven Richards! Luckily for Hardy, I was there to save his ass!" Naomi said. At this moment, Christian came up, just on cue.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, YOU have a match against Miss Victoria?" Christian asked. He stepped back and looked up and down at Naomi's body.
"Back off, man, I don't your dirty lecherous eyes following where I go!" Naomi snapped.
"Temper, temper, Miss Williams, don't worry, I'll keep a good look on you," Christian thumbed Naomi's chin and left.
"Stupid bastard," Naomi muttered and walked off, leaving Terri to stare after her.
(Kane and Triple H's match finishes and The King is talking about the bra and panties match.)
"Up next, people, would be the bra and panties between the two newcomers, Naomi Williams and Victoria!" The King said excitedly as the titantron showed the ad of the match. Jeff's music hit the arena and the Special Guest Referee came out, wearing the striped referee's shirt over his wife beater. His body paint was gone.
"Making his way into the ring as the Special Guest Referee for the Bra and Panties match, Jeff Hardy!!!" Lillian announced. Jeff slid into the ring and saluted to his fans just as Victoria's music hit.
"The challenger, making her way into the ring, from San Bernardino, California, Victoria!!" Lillian announced as Victoria walked down the ramp and into the ring, smiling at Jeff, who smiled back.
"What's up with those two?" JR asked 'The King' as Naomi's music 'Round Round' hit the arena.
"And her opponent, making her way into the ring, from Cameron North Carolina, Naomi Williams!" Lillian's voice rang out as Naomi stood on the apron, looking at Victoria and Jeff cautiously before going into the ring and greeting her fans.
Victoria and Naomi stood, staring daggers at each other, as Jeff opened the match after the signal bell rang. The two grabbed each other into a headlock. Victoria got Naomi's arm in a tight arm wrench but Naomi reversed it and swung Victoria to the ropes. But Victoria was the one who reversed that and Naomi jumped onto the ropes, backflipping and hitting Victoria in the head. She grabbed Victoria's shirt and gave a fierce tug. The material ripped immediately, revealing Victoria's light blue bra to the audience, as Naomi tossed the shirt away. Victoria stood up and gave Naomi a fierce glare. The younger woman returned it with a cocky grin and Victoria slammed Naomi onto the turnbuckle and started kicking her repeatedly.
"1-2-3-4!" Jeff called and warned Victoria to stop. Naomi growled and grabbed at Victoria, furiously and repeatedly slapping Victoria. She tried to slam Victoria to the turnbuckle but Victoria slammed Naomi again instead and climbed the top rope, hitting a perfect Molly-go-round, and pulled Naomi's tank top, which split open, revealing her dark red bra to everyone. She pulled Victoria to the turnbuckle and used her back as a weapon to repeatedly lash out at Victoria, and ran back to the other turnbuckle, squatting down and watched a bemused smile on her lips as Jeff knelt down to check on Victoria. Naomi ran and jumped lightly on Jeff's back, performing a perfect hurricanrana. Victoria lied down on the ring, panting, and Naomi took the chance and bent down to take off Victoria's pants. Unfortunately, Victoria reversed it and tried to take off Naomi's pants but Naomi reversed it yet again and managed to finally take off Victoria's pants. The signal bell rang out.
"And here's your winner, Naomi Williams!!" Lillian announced as 'Round Round' started up. Jeff raised her arm in victory but Naomi wrenched it away and climbed up the turnbuckle, yelling at her fans. She grabbed her tank top and draped it on her shoulder.
"Well, how'd you like that, Vicky?!" Naomi yelled at Victoria, who covered her chest with her arms.
"Wow! I thought Trish's puppies were bigger but look at Naomi's!!" Jerry exclaimed. (A/N: There're not THAT big, perverts! =P)
She slid out of the ring and walked up the ramp, grinning at the ring and blowing kisses to her audience and left backstage.
(The cameras roll backstage and see a very happy Naomi walking down the corridor, still in her previous attire. Marc Lloyd stops her.)
"Well, Naomi, how do you feel about beating Victoria?" Marc asked, trying hard not to stare at Naomi. "Great! I never felt so good in my whole life!" Naomi exclaimed.
"You should be! Unfortunately, you're no match for The King of the World!" a voice exclaimed. The camera rolled to Marc's back and Marc turned to Chris Jericho.
"What do you want, jackass?" Naomi narrowed her eyes.
"Nothing, I just thought I'd steal your moment of glory," Jericho said.
"Yeah, well, guess what? It's MY moment of glory, assclown!" Naomi smirked.
"Don't take my quote away from me!" Jericho said dangerously.
"Or what? Well, guess what? I just did!" Naomi laughed and turned to leave. At that moment, Jericho slapped her ass and ran off with the crowd roaring with approval. Marc looked positively shocked and Naomi stormed off.
"Did ya see that, JR? Chris Jericho just slapped Naomi Williams's ass! Amazing!" 'The King' exclaimed excitedly.
"Yes, it was shocking," JR agreed as the titantron showed a replay of the previous scene. The crowd roared again and the show came to a close.
~End of Monday Night RAW~
A/N: Well, how'd it fair? I guess it was pretty lame but WHY did Chris Jericho slap Naomi's ass? All right, the format's still the same.
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