**Wow thank you everyone for the reviews. I love them. Sorry I haven't
updated. It's winter break so I've been out with my friends then Friday
night I got the flu so I haven't really been on the computer. Forgive?**
~This first paragraph is not in Shane's point of view~
"That's wonderful Mr. McMahon!" Jennifer giggles and sips her wine. As always she looks elegant. She has on a short tight pink sparkly dress, a long necklace, high silhouette shoes and her blonde hair is up in a bun. Her make-up is soft shades of pink. Jennifer and Vince McMahon are out on a dinner date, to discuss business, or so Vince says.
"Please call me Vince."
"Oh I don't know, calling your boss by his first name?" Jennifer joked and laughed lightly. Vince laughed and leaned in to her.
~~~~~~~~ ~Back To Shane's point of view~
Jennifer walks in my house and smacks me with her small pink sparkly purse. Her hair is straight down and her make up is coming off.
"Well what happened?" I ask. She slams herself down on my couch and glares at me.
"You better kiss my fucking feet!" She screams and flips her heels off.
"What happened?"
"Your father is a dirty whore!"
"I could have told you that."
"He's an old horny bastard who could keep Viagra in sale by himself!"
"So what happened?"
"Well he's on my side."
"Wonderful."
"Everything's going according to plan."
"He trusts you 100%?"
"More than that."
"Even better."
"I'm great, what can I say?"
"So when I'm ready you can leak information out of him?"
"I could do it now if you wanted."
"Jennifer dear, time and patience."
"Argh I know. I'm just so anxious!"
"As am I. But waiting is worth it, trust me." I say and nod slowly.
~~~~~~~~
"Shane my boy!" Dad greets me enthusiastically at the next meeting. So enthusiastically in fact I'm scared that he knows about my plan and is trying to humor me. But once I look into his beety little eyes I realize he's just happy about Jennifer.
"Yes daddy?"
"I apologize for being such an ass. How about you get the first hour of the meeting to come up with new ideas? We'll all listen and use a lot of them, I promise." Dad asks. I beam. Oh I just got a new plan! You rock Shane McMahon!
"Sure dad!" ~~~~~~
I smile and sit down in my seat. My dad clears his throat and everyone shifts uncomfortably. For the past hour I rattled off THE WORST ideas in WWE AND WWF history! Finally my dad gets up and starts clapping. Everyone else starts clapping. I'm startled. What the hell is this?
"Shane! Those were new! Those were fresh! Those were excellent!" My dad goes on and on. Then he orders the writers to start using them. Well I was joking. If he's stupid enough to use them then he deserves what's coming to him.
~This first paragraph is not in Shane's point of view~
"That's wonderful Mr. McMahon!" Jennifer giggles and sips her wine. As always she looks elegant. She has on a short tight pink sparkly dress, a long necklace, high silhouette shoes and her blonde hair is up in a bun. Her make-up is soft shades of pink. Jennifer and Vince McMahon are out on a dinner date, to discuss business, or so Vince says.
"Please call me Vince."
"Oh I don't know, calling your boss by his first name?" Jennifer joked and laughed lightly. Vince laughed and leaned in to her.
~~~~~~~~ ~Back To Shane's point of view~
Jennifer walks in my house and smacks me with her small pink sparkly purse. Her hair is straight down and her make up is coming off.
"Well what happened?" I ask. She slams herself down on my couch and glares at me.
"You better kiss my fucking feet!" She screams and flips her heels off.
"What happened?"
"Your father is a dirty whore!"
"I could have told you that."
"He's an old horny bastard who could keep Viagra in sale by himself!"
"So what happened?"
"Well he's on my side."
"Wonderful."
"Everything's going according to plan."
"He trusts you 100%?"
"More than that."
"Even better."
"I'm great, what can I say?"
"So when I'm ready you can leak information out of him?"
"I could do it now if you wanted."
"Jennifer dear, time and patience."
"Argh I know. I'm just so anxious!"
"As am I. But waiting is worth it, trust me." I say and nod slowly.
~~~~~~~~
"Shane my boy!" Dad greets me enthusiastically at the next meeting. So enthusiastically in fact I'm scared that he knows about my plan and is trying to humor me. But once I look into his beety little eyes I realize he's just happy about Jennifer.
"Yes daddy?"
"I apologize for being such an ass. How about you get the first hour of the meeting to come up with new ideas? We'll all listen and use a lot of them, I promise." Dad asks. I beam. Oh I just got a new plan! You rock Shane McMahon!
"Sure dad!" ~~~~~~
I smile and sit down in my seat. My dad clears his throat and everyone shifts uncomfortably. For the past hour I rattled off THE WORST ideas in WWE AND WWF history! Finally my dad gets up and starts clapping. Everyone else starts clapping. I'm startled. What the hell is this?
"Shane! Those were new! Those were fresh! Those were excellent!" My dad goes on and on. Then he orders the writers to start using them. Well I was joking. If he's stupid enough to use them then he deserves what's coming to him.