A/N: Thank you all for your input on the wedding situation! I really
appreciate it. I think I've narrowed my choices down to two in each
category. I'll be home for 3 days so I'll hopefully get a couple chapters
done in that time. But I'm also thinking about renting a couple PS2
games......::cough::Smackdown! Shut Your Mouth::cough:: lol So, yeah, I
may be occupied with that! Sorry but I'm a video game fanatic! Lol And I
also found an awesome website that I think ya'll may enjoy. It sells all
kinds of things so check it out. www.oldglory.com Anyways, I think this
A/N has gone on long enough. Onto the story! Lol
"Shane, if you shoot me I'll have to hurt you!" I exclaimed as I stared attentively at the tv screen, watching my little computerized killing machine try to find weapons.
"Sorry hun, but that's the game!" Shane laughed as he maliciously killed my character. I turned and looked at him with a frown on my face as he began to do a victory dance.
"I am never EVER playing Turok with you again!" I said as I threw down the controller and retreated to my bed. I sat back to him with my arms crossed in front of me.
"You did really well this time," he said as he knelt on the bed behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and rubbed them softly. My arms fell to my sides as he messaged my neck.
"Don't think that by giving me this massage you'll get back on my good side!" I joked.
"Yeah, sure. Come on, one more game. Maybe I'll let you win!" he said placing a kiss on the top of my black and purple hair.
"No, we're gonna play a game that I know I can beat you at!" I said turning around on my bed to face him. I smiled at him as I walked to the PS2 and popped in Shut Your Mouth.
"Oh shit," he said quietly with a sigh as he slid off the bed and onto the floor next to my bean bag chair.
"Are you two at it again?!" Jeff laughed as he walked into my room. He stood next to me as I sat in the bright blue bean bag chair. He crossed his arms and stared at the figures on the tv.
"Yes. She's pissed cause I kicked her ass at Turok. Now she thinks she can beat me at wrestling," Shane replied with a chuckle.
"I don't think it, I know it!" I laughed. "Jeffrey, pull up a bean bag chair and relax. Watch the massacre!"
He gave a little chuckle and slid one the purple bean bag next to me, plopping down into it. Shane and I played our own characters, of course, and who do you think won? Moi!!! Duh! So, he was depressed and kept demanding rematch after rematch. Who was I to deny him this request?
"Casey, Jeff, we love you!" Matt and Amy said as they walked into my room as if they walked on white fluffy clouds. I paused the game and looked over at them with a smile.
"I assume you like the spa?" Jeff questioned.
"Like is an understatement," Amy said lying down on my bed.
"So you LOVED it?!" I laughed.
"Oh God yes!" Matt said sitting next to Amy. "That was the best thing I've ever experienced!"
"HEY!" Amy said slapping Matt's shoulder.
"Okay, so it was the second best thing?!" Matt said in more of a question then a statement.
"YES!" Shane rejoiced. I turned to look at him as he sat there doing the same victory dance he did during Turok. I looked at the screen and saw the replay of The Hurricane pinning me due to a vertebreaker. My eyes grew wide as I just stared at the screen.
"GREGORY SHANE HELMS!" I exclaimed slapping him using both my hands. "You're such an ass!!! AND A CHEATER!!!" Shane sat there laughing as I continued my assault. When I stopped and leaned back, crossing my arms in front of me. He continued to laugh and then leaned over me to kiss my lips but I turned my head.
"You're really pissed aren't you?" he asked with a proud smile.
"Yes I am! And I can't believe you're proud of yourself like that!" I said looking over at Jeff who was trying to keep his laughter in.
"Oh come on now. It's a stupid game!" Shane argued.
"Maybe to you, but I'm proud that I can kick your ass at it!" I said.
"Oh gees. They're fighting, again?!" Shannon laughed as he walked in with Crystal right behind him.
"Looks that way hun," Crystal said sitting next to Matt and Amy.
"Don't you guys ever experience peace and quiet anymore?" Shannon asked. I looked up at him with a glare as he gave me a sweet smile.
"Don't you give me that look Moore!" I yelled.
"Shannon's right. You two have been fighting a lot lately. Maybe you should get your own space for awhile?" Amy suggested.
"But I love my Shane," I pouted.
"Oh sure! Now you love me!" Shane laughed as he wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my cheek as I smiled.
"Kids!!! The BBQ is ready!" Gil announced, yelling up the stairs. We all followed each other down the stairs and out to the backyard. Luna was relaxed under a tree with Liger. I took a seat at the picnic table and watched as Shane and Shannon served Crystal and I.
Amy looked over at Matt who sat there with a blank look on his face. His hands were folded in front of him on the table as Amy hit the back of his head. Holding his head, he whipped around and looked at her. "What the hell was that for?!" he exclaimed.
"Oh gees! Casey and Crystal are getting their food delivered to them by their loving boyfriend and husband. But my "loving" fiancé doesn't seem to want to do that for me!" Amy stated as Jeff set a plate down in front of her. He sat next to me as she looked from him to Matt. "Thank you very much Jeff! I obviously became engaged to the wrong Hardy!"
"Oh no, you took the right one. It's just I'm not WHIPPED like those two are. And my brother just thinks he can one up me by givin you some food!" Matt said with a chuckle.
"I'm not whipped!" Shane and Shannon argued.
"Yeah man, you two are so whipped," Jeff laughed biting into his hamburger.
"We're not whipped!" Shannon and Shane insisted as they looked at each other with questioning looks. "Are we?"
"No, you're not whipped. You just love us!" Crystal said kissing Shannon's cheek softly.
"When do you kids leave?" Gil asked as he sat down to eat.
"Tonite. At like midnite," I groaned.
"But that's alright cause tomorrow nite, we will be the new tag team champs!" Jeff announced proudly.
"No, he just wishes we would be," I laughed. "I'm happy with my intercontinental belt thank you."
"Sure, rub it in our faces," Jeff joked. "I haven't had a belt for like three months and my girlfriend gets one a few weeks after a couple weeks of the big screw over!"
"Your on screen girlfriend," Shane pointed out putting his arm around my shoulders protectively.
"Yeah, whatever," Jeff said under his breath.
"Alright, where are my tights?!" Paul screamed down the hall. I stood in one of the empty locker rooms laughed as I heard him storm past it.
"He's gonna kill you!" Shannon laughed.
"Casey?" Steph asked quietly as she knocked on the door. I opened it a crack and pulled her inside.
"Shhhh," I said with a smile.
"What'd you do?!" she asked.
"Paul's tights are on ice," I laughed quietly.
"What do you mean?" she asked with a proud smile.
"They're in the cooler for the ice," I said.
"You're so bad," she laughed.
"Did you find them yet, Paul?" we heard Shane McMahon ask.
"No man. I can't find them any where's and I left my other ones in the hotel," Paul said placing his hands on his hips.
"Maybe wardrobe has another pair?" Shane suggested.
"No, I already asked."
"Dude, you better find something quick. The show's about to begin." Shane gave Paul a slap on the back before walking away.
"I'm gonna strangle whoever took my tights!" Paul yelled angrily.
"I can't believe you pulled me into this little prank with you!" Shannon said as he slid down the wall to the floor.
"But Shan, you're my partner in crime!" I said with a smile.
"What is it with you guys and pranks?" Steph asked folding her arms over her chest.
"They're fun! Besides, he asked for this! He's the one that took my disc man," I said as I opened the door. We all walked out into the hall and walked in the opposite direction of where Paul was walking to.
"Casey!" I heard him yell. I turned around and gave him a little wave.
"Hey Paul. What's up?" I asked innocently.
"Where the hell are my tights?! I know you and your partner there took them!" he accused.
"I have no clue what you're talking about," I said as I began to turn. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Where are they?!"
"I think they're getting.....well, you'll be experiencing some shrinkage," I laughed.
"Excuse me? Steph, what's she talking about," he asked looking over at her.
"I have nothing to do with this. But you had better find them quick, HUNTER, you're on in a few," she said kissing his cheek before walking away with a smile on her face.
"Moore, where are they?"
"I haven't a clue man. Maybe Chris took em," Shannon said calmly.
"Chris wouldn't take MY tights. He's on my side."
"Irvine might not, but Jericho just might," I smiled as Chris walked up to us.
"Hey Paul, find your tights yet?" Chris asked with a smile.
"You took them didn't you?!" Paul exclaimed turning on his king of pranks partner.
"Whoa there!" Chris said throwing his hands up. "No man. I wouldn't do that!"
"Paul, don't you have to tape up your hands?" I asked looking at my watch.
"Yeah and while you're doin that you might wanna get some ice for your shoulder for after the match," Shannon suggested. Paul glared at us before pushing his way through to the first aid locker room.
"Okay guys, what'd you do with em?" Chris asked.
"They're gettin a cool down," I laughed.
"You put em in the cooler didn't you?!" Chris laughed. Shannon and I looked at each other and nodded.
"PINIARSKI!!!! MOORE!!!! YOUR ASSES ARE MINE!!!" Paul screamed.
"Guess he found em. Later Chris!" I said pulling Shannon down the hall with me.
"Where are you two goin in such a hurry?" Jeff asked coming out of the locker room.
"We just pulled an awesome prank on Paul," I said out of breath.
"What'd you two do?" he asked curiously.
"We put his tights in the cooler with the ice," Shannon laughed.
"Oh, you two are so dead," Jeff laughed.
"I can't wait to see him walk down the ramp. That should be entertaining!" I said.
"You guys gonna watch the beginning of the show?" Rob asked sticking his head out of the locker room. Shannon and I smiled as we followed Jeff into the locker room. I sat on the floor in front of the tv just as HHH came walking out. He walked as if he had been riding a horse for days. Shannon and I cracked up as soon as he stepped out.
"You two really did a number on him didn't you?!" Jeff laughed.
"Oh the fans must be loving this!" Shannon said.
"Why? What happened?" Rob asked. Shannon and I looked at him and he rolled his eyes. "You guys did something to his tights didn't you?"
"Yeah, they put them in the cooler with the ice from first aid," Jeff answered.
"Oh gees. You two are gonna get it so badly!" Rob laughed.
"Yeah, but it was worth it!" Shannon and I agreed.
"Shane, if you shoot me I'll have to hurt you!" I exclaimed as I stared attentively at the tv screen, watching my little computerized killing machine try to find weapons.
"Sorry hun, but that's the game!" Shane laughed as he maliciously killed my character. I turned and looked at him with a frown on my face as he began to do a victory dance.
"I am never EVER playing Turok with you again!" I said as I threw down the controller and retreated to my bed. I sat back to him with my arms crossed in front of me.
"You did really well this time," he said as he knelt on the bed behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and rubbed them softly. My arms fell to my sides as he messaged my neck.
"Don't think that by giving me this massage you'll get back on my good side!" I joked.
"Yeah, sure. Come on, one more game. Maybe I'll let you win!" he said placing a kiss on the top of my black and purple hair.
"No, we're gonna play a game that I know I can beat you at!" I said turning around on my bed to face him. I smiled at him as I walked to the PS2 and popped in Shut Your Mouth.
"Oh shit," he said quietly with a sigh as he slid off the bed and onto the floor next to my bean bag chair.
"Are you two at it again?!" Jeff laughed as he walked into my room. He stood next to me as I sat in the bright blue bean bag chair. He crossed his arms and stared at the figures on the tv.
"Yes. She's pissed cause I kicked her ass at Turok. Now she thinks she can beat me at wrestling," Shane replied with a chuckle.
"I don't think it, I know it!" I laughed. "Jeffrey, pull up a bean bag chair and relax. Watch the massacre!"
He gave a little chuckle and slid one the purple bean bag next to me, plopping down into it. Shane and I played our own characters, of course, and who do you think won? Moi!!! Duh! So, he was depressed and kept demanding rematch after rematch. Who was I to deny him this request?
"Casey, Jeff, we love you!" Matt and Amy said as they walked into my room as if they walked on white fluffy clouds. I paused the game and looked over at them with a smile.
"I assume you like the spa?" Jeff questioned.
"Like is an understatement," Amy said lying down on my bed.
"So you LOVED it?!" I laughed.
"Oh God yes!" Matt said sitting next to Amy. "That was the best thing I've ever experienced!"
"HEY!" Amy said slapping Matt's shoulder.
"Okay, so it was the second best thing?!" Matt said in more of a question then a statement.
"YES!" Shane rejoiced. I turned to look at him as he sat there doing the same victory dance he did during Turok. I looked at the screen and saw the replay of The Hurricane pinning me due to a vertebreaker. My eyes grew wide as I just stared at the screen.
"GREGORY SHANE HELMS!" I exclaimed slapping him using both my hands. "You're such an ass!!! AND A CHEATER!!!" Shane sat there laughing as I continued my assault. When I stopped and leaned back, crossing my arms in front of me. He continued to laugh and then leaned over me to kiss my lips but I turned my head.
"You're really pissed aren't you?" he asked with a proud smile.
"Yes I am! And I can't believe you're proud of yourself like that!" I said looking over at Jeff who was trying to keep his laughter in.
"Oh come on now. It's a stupid game!" Shane argued.
"Maybe to you, but I'm proud that I can kick your ass at it!" I said.
"Oh gees. They're fighting, again?!" Shannon laughed as he walked in with Crystal right behind him.
"Looks that way hun," Crystal said sitting next to Matt and Amy.
"Don't you guys ever experience peace and quiet anymore?" Shannon asked. I looked up at him with a glare as he gave me a sweet smile.
"Don't you give me that look Moore!" I yelled.
"Shannon's right. You two have been fighting a lot lately. Maybe you should get your own space for awhile?" Amy suggested.
"But I love my Shane," I pouted.
"Oh sure! Now you love me!" Shane laughed as he wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my cheek as I smiled.
"Kids!!! The BBQ is ready!" Gil announced, yelling up the stairs. We all followed each other down the stairs and out to the backyard. Luna was relaxed under a tree with Liger. I took a seat at the picnic table and watched as Shane and Shannon served Crystal and I.
Amy looked over at Matt who sat there with a blank look on his face. His hands were folded in front of him on the table as Amy hit the back of his head. Holding his head, he whipped around and looked at her. "What the hell was that for?!" he exclaimed.
"Oh gees! Casey and Crystal are getting their food delivered to them by their loving boyfriend and husband. But my "loving" fiancé doesn't seem to want to do that for me!" Amy stated as Jeff set a plate down in front of her. He sat next to me as she looked from him to Matt. "Thank you very much Jeff! I obviously became engaged to the wrong Hardy!"
"Oh no, you took the right one. It's just I'm not WHIPPED like those two are. And my brother just thinks he can one up me by givin you some food!" Matt said with a chuckle.
"I'm not whipped!" Shane and Shannon argued.
"Yeah man, you two are so whipped," Jeff laughed biting into his hamburger.
"We're not whipped!" Shannon and Shane insisted as they looked at each other with questioning looks. "Are we?"
"No, you're not whipped. You just love us!" Crystal said kissing Shannon's cheek softly.
"When do you kids leave?" Gil asked as he sat down to eat.
"Tonite. At like midnite," I groaned.
"But that's alright cause tomorrow nite, we will be the new tag team champs!" Jeff announced proudly.
"No, he just wishes we would be," I laughed. "I'm happy with my intercontinental belt thank you."
"Sure, rub it in our faces," Jeff joked. "I haven't had a belt for like three months and my girlfriend gets one a few weeks after a couple weeks of the big screw over!"
"Your on screen girlfriend," Shane pointed out putting his arm around my shoulders protectively.
"Yeah, whatever," Jeff said under his breath.
"Alright, where are my tights?!" Paul screamed down the hall. I stood in one of the empty locker rooms laughed as I heard him storm past it.
"He's gonna kill you!" Shannon laughed.
"Casey?" Steph asked quietly as she knocked on the door. I opened it a crack and pulled her inside.
"Shhhh," I said with a smile.
"What'd you do?!" she asked.
"Paul's tights are on ice," I laughed quietly.
"What do you mean?" she asked with a proud smile.
"They're in the cooler for the ice," I said.
"You're so bad," she laughed.
"Did you find them yet, Paul?" we heard Shane McMahon ask.
"No man. I can't find them any where's and I left my other ones in the hotel," Paul said placing his hands on his hips.
"Maybe wardrobe has another pair?" Shane suggested.
"No, I already asked."
"Dude, you better find something quick. The show's about to begin." Shane gave Paul a slap on the back before walking away.
"I'm gonna strangle whoever took my tights!" Paul yelled angrily.
"I can't believe you pulled me into this little prank with you!" Shannon said as he slid down the wall to the floor.
"But Shan, you're my partner in crime!" I said with a smile.
"What is it with you guys and pranks?" Steph asked folding her arms over her chest.
"They're fun! Besides, he asked for this! He's the one that took my disc man," I said as I opened the door. We all walked out into the hall and walked in the opposite direction of where Paul was walking to.
"Casey!" I heard him yell. I turned around and gave him a little wave.
"Hey Paul. What's up?" I asked innocently.
"Where the hell are my tights?! I know you and your partner there took them!" he accused.
"I have no clue what you're talking about," I said as I began to turn. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Where are they?!"
"I think they're getting.....well, you'll be experiencing some shrinkage," I laughed.
"Excuse me? Steph, what's she talking about," he asked looking over at her.
"I have nothing to do with this. But you had better find them quick, HUNTER, you're on in a few," she said kissing his cheek before walking away with a smile on her face.
"Moore, where are they?"
"I haven't a clue man. Maybe Chris took em," Shannon said calmly.
"Chris wouldn't take MY tights. He's on my side."
"Irvine might not, but Jericho just might," I smiled as Chris walked up to us.
"Hey Paul, find your tights yet?" Chris asked with a smile.
"You took them didn't you?!" Paul exclaimed turning on his king of pranks partner.
"Whoa there!" Chris said throwing his hands up. "No man. I wouldn't do that!"
"Paul, don't you have to tape up your hands?" I asked looking at my watch.
"Yeah and while you're doin that you might wanna get some ice for your shoulder for after the match," Shannon suggested. Paul glared at us before pushing his way through to the first aid locker room.
"Okay guys, what'd you do with em?" Chris asked.
"They're gettin a cool down," I laughed.
"You put em in the cooler didn't you?!" Chris laughed. Shannon and I looked at each other and nodded.
"PINIARSKI!!!! MOORE!!!! YOUR ASSES ARE MINE!!!" Paul screamed.
"Guess he found em. Later Chris!" I said pulling Shannon down the hall with me.
"Where are you two goin in such a hurry?" Jeff asked coming out of the locker room.
"We just pulled an awesome prank on Paul," I said out of breath.
"What'd you two do?" he asked curiously.
"We put his tights in the cooler with the ice," Shannon laughed.
"Oh, you two are so dead," Jeff laughed.
"I can't wait to see him walk down the ramp. That should be entertaining!" I said.
"You guys gonna watch the beginning of the show?" Rob asked sticking his head out of the locker room. Shannon and I smiled as we followed Jeff into the locker room. I sat on the floor in front of the tv just as HHH came walking out. He walked as if he had been riding a horse for days. Shannon and I cracked up as soon as he stepped out.
"You two really did a number on him didn't you?!" Jeff laughed.
"Oh the fans must be loving this!" Shannon said.
"Why? What happened?" Rob asked. Shannon and I looked at him and he rolled his eyes. "You guys did something to his tights didn't you?"
"Yeah, they put them in the cooler with the ice from first aid," Jeff answered.
"Oh gees. You two are gonna get it so badly!" Rob laughed.
"Yeah, but it was worth it!" Shannon and I agreed.