Disclamer: I own NOTHING! Not the WWE, not the van, not the people who are
featured here, not mapquest.com, not doritos...ok, I own bags of doritos,
but you guys know what I mean!! I'll inform you once I've taken over the
world.
Sorry the chapter's late. I just didn't finish the chapter in time. And Heather, I'm sorry, when you submitted your review, the chapter was almost completed. I promise to put you in another chapter, then, since that's kind of unfair. Same goes for the others who tried to get in but were a little too late.
Hey, that's where my watch was...oh hey!! You guys are totally awesome, you know that? Even if you didn't get an email from me, you'll be in the chapter. You know why? I couldn't help it. So I'm going to go nuts and have everyone that signed up in the chapter. To Viva La Raza Los Guerrerros and Insaneiac: you didn't respond to the messages sent to you, so I didn't have the information I needed. Sorry. And yes, Deb, you did sound very Jericho- ish. But it was funny, and you HAVE been very kind to me. So uh...I'm going to try and make this chapter long to fit everyone in as much as possible. And once again, you guys rock bundles. o_o We've reached 100 reviews!! YAY! [does the 'oh yeah' dance....don't ask...]
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[It's the morning after Kylrane was given her "mission" to drive Spanky's van to WrestleMania. Kylrane is packing up for the road trip. Maps, a camera, doritos, sunglasses, water, a whole bunch of money, posterboard, markers....]
Kylrane: And ya can't forget my cell phone! [holds it up triumphantly] I've called up a whole bunch of people so the trip won't be so boring, and even though I thought the van seated seven, it seats a hell of a lot more if you sit tight...[scratches head] What else do I have to do again? [walks around the house picking up random things and stuffing them in a bag] Well, I guess that would be it...[pulls on her boots]
[Kylrane goes outside to the car. Standing there is Baj, Chris, Brittany, Alyx, Cassandra, and Azrael.]
Kylrane: Where's everyone else??
Baj: [holding a sign that says Chuck Palumbo = Friggin' Big Idiot] In the car. There's a lot of people...
Alyx: This is going to be wicked cool, but are you sure you know the way to WrestleMania?
Kylrane: [shrugs] We'll be fine. It's in Seattle. How hard can it be to get to Seattle??
Azrael: [holding a Kurt Don't Die sign] Kylrane, we're in New York, which is on the EAST COAST of the United States. Seattle, Washington is on the WEST COAST of the United States. We'd have to travel through....[counting...]
Kylrane: Ten states, including Washington and New York. I know. Don't worry about it, we can buy coffee and more roadmaps. I went on mapquest.com and found the route we'll take. So let's get in the car.
Cassandra: I can't wait to get to WrestleMania and see The Rock get his ass whupped.
Brittany: [glares] Rocky will NOT get his ass whupped! My Rocky will kick Stone Cold's ass all over Seattle!! [Cassandra and Brittany sit in the van and begin to have a glaring contest.]
[In the car besides the people already mentioned are Silver, Mr. Diamond Dust, Shelby, and Shatter. If you weren't mentioned and you reviewed...you'll get in, don't worry. All in good time.]
Shelby: Hey, guys! [sees Mr. Diamond Dust's sign...."I want Jeff Hardy's hairdyed facepainted head on a silver platter NOW"] You leave my Jeffy alone!!
Mr. Diamond Dust: Jeff Hardy must DIE! Trish is mine!
Shatter: [stares] What the fuck???? [whips out a sign] Trish is giving ME all her Stratusfaction!! [sign says 'Trish: 100% Stratusfaction, guaranteed!']
Silver: We haven't even left the driveway and we're already fighting. [sigh]
[Here's the seating arrangements...pretend it's a really big van...
Driver's seat- Kylrane (duh) Passenger's seats (yeah, it goes across...it seats two) Baj, Azrael
2nd row- (seats six...somehow) Alyx, Cassandra, Brittany, Silver (empty), (empty)
3rd row (also seats five) - Chris, Mr. Diamond Dust, Shelby, Shatter, (empty)
And there's a bunch of space in the back. You could say it's the storage area.]
Kylrane: So begins the road trip to WrestleMania!! [slowly backs out of the driveway and drives off to the interstate...]
[Driving down the interstate, the passengers begin to go a little crazy...]
Mr. Diamond Dust: [singing off key] All the sings she said, all the things she said, running through my head. All the things she said, all the things she said, running through my head...THIS IS NOT ENOUGHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Shatter: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU CAN'T SING AND YOU CAN'T HAVE TRISH!!
Mr. Diamond Dust: I will sing whatever the hell I want and you can't stop me!
Shatter: Oh yes I can!
Mr. Diamond Dust: Stop this! [flips Shatter the finger]
Shatter: [begins to choke Mr. Diamond Dust]
Shelby: [stuck in the middle] AHHH!! GET OFF MEEE!!! [pushes Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter away] Damnit, no fighting in the van, especially WHEN THERE'S SOMEONE IN BETWEEN YOU TWO!!
Chris: [rubbing her head] Heaven help me...this is even worse than sitting through a John Cena freestyle session...[has a sign that says 'John Cena reads cue cards when he raps']
[In the 2nd row...]
Cassandra: The Rock will SOO get his butt whupped!
Brittany: Rocky will NOT!
Cassandra: He will TOO!! He always loses at WrestleMania!
Brittany: This year's different! If you think Rocky's so lame, who are YOU rooting for, huh? That jumping idiot who can't cut a promo Brock Lesnar?
Cassandra: [sticks her tongue out] Nope. Rey Rey's gonna come out of WrestleMania as the new Cruiserweight Champion, guaranteed.
Silver: DAMN RIGHT! [they high five]
Alyx: Quite frankly, the match I'll be watching is Taker and Nathan Jones versus A-Train and Big Show. Nathan Jones...the accent gets me every time...
Brittany: Hmmph. Well at least I KNOW Rocky will win, no matter what you people say.
Alyx: [looks out the window] Hey, Kylrane, stop the car, there are some people by the side of the road.
[The van stops, which technically would cause a car accident, but in this strange fantasy world, it doesn't! Standing there holding a sign are two girls, who wave at the van. The sign they are holding says "WRESTLEMANIA OR BUST".]
Baj: [rolls down the window] Looks like your lucky day. We're headed to WrestleMania ourselves!
Girl 1: [grins] REALLY?? ALRIGHT! Can we ride with you guys?
Kylrane: Sure!! The more the merrier!!
Girl 1: I'm Deb, and this is Bianca. [Deb and Bianca climb into the van and sit in the 2nd row]
Deb: Anyone here want my Matt Hardy, because I SWEAR, if anyone [the name bellerophon comes to mind...I'm getting this from her review, ok peeps? These are her words...] dares to try and take him away from me, they will have their dicks pulled off, wrapped around their balls, and shoved ever-so- lovingly down their throats. [glares at everyone]
Baj, Shatter, and Mr. Diamond Dust glance at each other.
Baj: We're not into Matt Hardy, we swear!
Shatter: YEAH! Trish is getting all my attention, so no need to do that to me.
Mr. Diamond Dust: Me and Shatter have been fighting over Trish, so you can definitely have Matt Hardy to yourself!! [they all nod nervously]
Deb: [glares at the females] Any of YOU interested in my Matt?? Because I can think of some other form of torture for you. [crickets chirp] Ok, that's settled. Matt's all mine! [grins and acquires a happy demeanor]
Alyx: [to Cassandra] That scared the living shit out of me.
Cassandra: The girl definitely has some issues...
Bianca: And I had to stand with her on the side of the road for the LONGEST time...
[Kylrane starts driving again]
Shelby: [to Chris] Can I PLEASE switch seats with you??
Chris: Hell no!! Those two are having a staring contest again! All over Trish!
Shelby: C'mon, help me out here!
Chris: Switch seats with Mr. Diamond Dust.
Mr. Diamond Dust: [twitching] Must...not....blink....
Shatter: [also twitching] You're getting weaker, Diamond Dust. Just surrender!
Mr. Diamond Dust: That's MR. Diamond Dust to you! It's you who will succumb to the temptation of blinking! [They continue to stare at each other]
Azrael: [to Kylrane] You've been really quiet the whole time. That's highly uncharacteristic of you.
Kylrane: I'm trying to make sure I don't crash into something...it's hard driving for the first time.
Baj: THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU'RE DRIVING?!
Kylrane: [grins] I have a little experience, I kick ass at those racing games at the arcades!
Azrael: [there's a vein popping out of her forehead, she's so furious] Do you even have a license?
Kylrane: Of course! Right here! [hands Azrael and Baj a little card thing]
Baj: [reads] The domain of fanfiction hereby grants Kylrane an artistic license...Damnit, she meant a driver's license!
Kylrane: Uh...no...
Azrael: I'M RIDING IN A VAN ON THE INTERSTATE WITH AN UNLICENSED DRIVER!!!!
Kylrane: Have I done anything wrong yet?? We haven't even swerved, let alone get into an accident. Let it slide, Azrael. Don't tell me you haven't tried to do anything illegal...well, not necessarily illegal, but against the rules...or corrupt...damnit, I know you're no angel!!
Azrael: [smiles smugly] I'm the Angel of Death.
Shelby: [from the back] Having the same name as the angel of death doesn't make you the angel of death. And weren't YOU the one trying to bribe The Undertaker into joining the A.P.W.A.?
Chris: Yeah! With a beach house in the Bahamas...
Mr. Diamond Dust: Don't forget the ski lodge in Tibet!
Bianca: And we could go on and ON about all the shit you put my poor Chris Jericho through.
Azrael: OK! So none of us are perfect. Still, if you run over anyone, I WILL take the driver's seat.
Kylrane: [shrugs] Okie-dokie. I don't mind.
[There's a loud bump.]
Kylrane: [feels the glares directed at her] I SWEAR I DID NOT RUN OVER ANYTHING AT ALL!!!!
Robbie: She didn't run over anything, I just climbed into your car through the back doors, that's all. [I'm imagining my uncle's van where there ARE doors instead of a trunk - or boot - that open up to the storage area, which is directly behind the seats...] Hope you guys don't mind!! I'm Robbie! [A girl waves at everyone and jumps into the 3rd row of seats.] Anyone here a Matt Hardy fan?
[Everyone's eyes widen in horror as Deb's head swivels around.]
Deb: Excuse me? Are you talking about MY Matt??
Robbie: YOUR Matt?! [everyone is making hand signals saying 'Don't do it! Don't do it!!'] What are you guys doing?? [everyone stops and whistles innocently] Anyway, I don't know what you're talking about, Matt Hardy being yours.
Deb: [lunges at Robbie] MATT HARDY IS MINE DAMNIT MINE!!!
Robbie: [pulls away] OK! You can have Matt Hardy!! I'll take Billy Kidman and Shawn Michaels, ok?! No one wants them, right??? [everyone shakes their heads] Phew...ok...
Shatter: Anyway...so uh, who are you guys hoping to see at WrestleMania? [sees Mr. Diamond Dust opening his mouth] We know who you think you're getting lovin' from, she's not yours. Everyone else??
Chris: Charlie Haas. Don't laugh or I'll kick you. And I want John Cena to shut the fuck up.
Kylrane: I'm almost considering taking him on in that rap challenge...heheheh. That would be funny, I think I'd kick his ass. As for who I want to see? Kane. Definitely Kane. If he doesn't win, I swear Chief Morley will find his Title Belt stuck up his rectum, damnit. [gets strange looks] I thought you guys already knew I'm slightly sadistic.
Chris: Who do you want to see get their asses whupped?
Kylrane: [scratches head] I don't think the wrestlers I despise will be in matches...oh yeah there's Trish, but we've got a couple of Stratus fanatics here.
Alyx: Well, Taker and Nathan Jones better win their match. As for someone getting their ass kicked...I'd have to say Booker T. His damn catch phrase spouting ass needs to be beaten...
Bianca: You mean you'd rather see Triple H win?! What's wrong with you?!
Alyx: [shrugs] Booker T is totally annoying. I can't stand him.
Silver: Well, if I see Rey Mysterio, I'll pounce on him and hug the guy nonstop, he's awesome. But I don't think I could do that to Taker and Austin and get away quick enough without being beaten up.
Baj: I don't have anyone I'm REALLY looking forward to seeing...[hey dude, you didn't list a crush, so...] but hey, read my sign. [holds up his 'Chuck Palumbo = Friggin' Big Idiot'] Are the FBI in a match at WrestleMania?
Bianca: Naahh...
[Everyone talks for awhile. About three days, 35 rest stops, 107 sing alongs, and a whole lot of chips later, the gang has made it to WrestleMania.]
Robbie: Did everyone bring signs?
Kylrane: I still have to make mine...it will all go according to PLAN...[wrings her fingers] MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Shelby: [to Chris] She's scary when she does that.
Chris: Not as scary as that Matt Hardy lover.
Deb: [putting the finishing touches on her sign] AH, Matt would be so proud. [It says 'The REAL No. 1 MFer' with an arrow pointing down at Deb] Mattitude forever, baby! [does the V1 sign]
Brittany: [still fighting with Cassandra] ROCKY WILL WIN, NO DOUBT DAMNIT! [waves her 'Rocky loves my bakery' sign...if you don't get it, it has to do with pie...LOL]
Cassandra: I'LL SEE TO IT PERSONALLY THAT ROCKY GETS HIS ASS WHUPPED! [waves her Rey Mysterio sign]
Silver: [wearing a Rey Mysterio T-shirt] It doesn't matter if The Rock gets his ass whupped. What matters is-
Brittany: SEE?? EVEN SILVER USES ROCKY'S CATCHPHRASE!
Silver: SHUTUP! Back to what I was saying, as long as Rey wins the Cruiserweight Championship, all is good with the world. [to Brittany] And I'll have you know I'm a Stone Cold fan, so I hope Steve beats the crap out of Rocky.
Cassandra: YEAH! [high fives Silver]
Baj: Can we please go through one minute without fighting?
Cassandra, Silver, and Brittany: NO!
Shatter: [to Robbie] Do you think Justin Credible will be here?
Robbie: Didn't they let go of Justin Credible?
Shatter: What?! DAMNIT! I wanted to see him get his ass handed to him!!
Robbie: Oh well. Now you have more time to chase after Trish.
Shatter: [smiles] Oh yeah!
Mr. Diamond Dust: Not so fast, Shatter, you'll never get her as long as I'm around!
Shatter: Don't you want to beat the shit out of Jeff Hardy first??
Shelby: IF YOU DARE LAY A HAND ON JEFF HARDY-
Azrael: I doubt Mr. Diamond Dust will even GET to Jeff before I do. But I'll give you some of the scraps, ok? [rubs her fist] I need a punching bag, Jeff should be good enough...
Kylrane: I WANT IN TOO!!
Shelby: Why can't you all find someone else to beat up on?! Why does it have to be Jeff?
Chris: Because of the whole Trish Stratus thing...
Azrael: And the fact that he'd rather be in a rock band than be in the WWE, so he's slacking while others who give it 110% can't even get a contract.
Kylrane: And now I just don't like him. His gimmick sucks.
Shelby: [rubs her head] Man, I give up...I'm just moving onto Edge and Brock. Any Edge haters? [heads shake] Good. Brock haters? [Brittany raises her hand] You've GOT to be kidding me...
Bianca: Hey, can we go into the arena or what?
[They all make their way backstage. They split up into the groups they were sitting with. If you're too lazy to look back to the beginning of the chapter, I'll just write it again...
Group 1 - Kylrane, Baj, and Azrael
Group 2 - Alyx, Cassandra, Brittany, Deb, Bianca
Group 3 - Chris, Mr. Diamond Dust, Shelby, Shatter, Robbie]
[Starting with Group 3's adventures...]
Chris: So where are we headed?
Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter: The diva's locker room!!
Robbie: I think I'll go with them, I want to kill Stacy Keibler.
Chris: Ok. Me and Shelby will be walking around then...
Shelby: I can't let them go searching for Trish! What if Trish is with Jeff?? Then Mr. Diamond Dust will kill Jeff before I get a glimpse of him!
Chris: DAMNIT! I THOUGHT YOU MOVED ONTO EDGE AND BROCK!
Shelby: Edge is out on injury, and right now Brock is probably all pumped up and too scary to approach, so I've got to make sure Jeff is alive.
Chris: [sad] Then how am I going to hunt down Charlie Haas?
Robbie: How about I go with you looking for Smackdown superstars, 'cause I need to find Billy and Matt. Shawn can wait, I guess.
Chris: Ok. [She and Robbie take off towards the Smackdown locker rooms]
Shatter: So it's going to be us three, huh?
Mr. Diamond Dust: Yup. And I brought this with me. [Holds up a silver platter that says 'reserved for Jeff Hardy']
Shelby: NOOO!!!
[Group 2]
Deb: I have to find Matt Hardy. I have to have to have to have to have to!!!
Alyx: Ok, girl, calm down! I'll go with you, I want my piece of an Australian criminal!!
Cassandra: I'm looking for Rey Mysterio, though, I don't think he'd be close with Matt Hardy...
Silver: We'll go and search for Rey together, then.
Bianca: But where am I gonna go?? [sad] I want Jericho!
[Suddenly, Chris Jericho passes by.]
Jericho: Out of the way, assclowns, the KING OF THE WORLD is passing through! I can't be touching you common people, I might acquire your loser luck.
Bianca: [smiles] Screw you people, there's my man right there! [chases after Jericho] CHRIS!!!
[Deb, Alyx, Cassandra, and Silver stare after Bianca]
Deb: ....Ok....
Silver: So we split up now?
Alyx: [nods] We'll see you guys later. [She and Deb walk off]
Cassandra: C'mon, Silver, we've got to find our masked man!
[Group 3]
Baj: There's no real need to split up, we're a small group as it is.
Azrael: So where are we going?
Kylrane: I've got to find Spanky and tell him I brought his van. [smiles involuntarily] ...What? [embarrassed] Fine, damnit, I just think he's a cutie, ok?! You happy?!
Azrael: Hey, if we're going towards the Smackdown locker room, we'll all find who we're looking for, right? And I like Spanky too, ok?
Baj: Aren't you a really big fan of The Undertaker? I thought he was your number one top favorite wrestler.
Azrael: Yeah, but it doesn't mean I like him THAT way!
Kylrane: Same thing with me and Kane. I'm a complete Kananite [oh I hope I spell that correctly], but I don't have a crush on him. It's KANE!!!
Baj: ...Ok. So I'm going to try and kick Chuck Palumbo's ass, Azrael's going to look for Taker, and Kylrane's gotta find Spanky. ...Who's Spanky again?
Azrael: Spanky Kendrick. Now known as Brian Kendrick.
Baj: Where the hell did Spanky come from?
Azrael: That was his gimmick when he was in the indy feds.
Baj: ....
Kylrane: Can we please start looking around for our prey, erm sorry, people? I have something else to do after finding Spanky...
Baj: Like what?? [begins to walk]
Kylrane: [walking along] I'll tell you guys later, I may need your help anyway...[the three run down the corridors and turn a corner...]
[Back to Shatter, Mr. Diamond Dust, and Shelby]
Shatter: [looking in all the locker rooms] TRISH?? TRISH??
Mr. Diamond Dust: A-HAH! THE DIVA'S LOCKER ROOM!! [opens the door and sticks his head in] Does anyone know where- [bam] Ok....[he takes his head out of the locker room and has a red hand shaped mark on his cheek] Damn they slap hard...
Shelby: It just proves how smart you two are. Trish is with Jeff.
Shatter: How do you know??
Shelby: [points] Sure I like him, but I'm not completely blind! [There's Trish and Jeff getting coffee...]
Mr. Diamond Dust: [holds up his trusty silver platter] Well, I'm set. You?
Shatter: I think I'll help you with the decimation of rainbow brite and then we can argue over Trish.
Shelby: If you touch him I SWEAR I will kill you both.
Mr. Diamond Dust: No you won't. [he and Shatter lunge at Jeff Hardy] DIE!!!
[Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter proceed to tackle, punch, and kick Jeff Hardy. Trish is just standing there in shock - useless bitch as usual...whoops was anyone listening? Heheheh...Shelby grabs Jeff and pulls him out of the chaos.]
Shelby: Are you ok, Jeffy?
Jeff: [dazed] What's going on....?
Trish: ..... [staring dumb as usual...my gosh I've got to stop my comments...] Why did they attack my Jeffy-poo??
Shelby: [gives an icy glare to Trish] HE IS NOT YOUR JEFFY-POO, GOT IT?
[Hearts Desire runs through the scene with a sign, painted in bright yellow on blue poster board. What does it say? 'JEFF KISSED A SLUT-BANGER!!' Somewhere out there, Kylrane yells, "DAMN RIGHT!"]
Trish: ..... Ok.
Jeff: WHAT? [gets attacked by Mr. Diamond Dust from behind]
Mr. Diamond Dust: Take that you stupid body painted weirdo!! [smiles at Trish] How you doin'? [AHH! It's a thing all my guy friends do...maybe it's a New Yorker thing, I don't know if Mr. Diamond Dust would actually pull that line...]
Shatter: [pushes Mr. Diamond Dust out of the way] Hello, Trish. [presents Trish with a rose] You're looking scorching as usual.
Mr. Diamond Dust: What the fuck?! [he and Shatter begin to brawl over Trish]
Trish: .... Ok! [begins to prance around in her little cap and stupid coat things with her silicone boobs popping out as usual...yeah someone didn't have a happy day today....]
Shelby: [shrugs] So, Jeff, want to show me around the building?
Jeff: [brightens] Can I paint something on your face??
Shelby: ......
[*fingers are somewhat tired....* Moving on to Cassandra and Silver...]
Cassandra: Rey Rey....oh Rey Rey?? Where art thou dear Rey Rey??
Silver: DAMNIT! WHERE THE FUCK IS HE??
[Matt Hardy and his MFer Shannon Moore come out of a locker room that's across from where Cassandra and Silver are...]
Matt: See, Shannon, I'll be utilizing all of my Mattributes tonight to defeat that masked midget Rey Mysterio, because I KNOW that no one deserves the Cruiserweight belt more than Matt Hardy Version 1.
Cassandra: [she and Silver stop and hide behind some trunks so Matt and Shannon don't see them] Look, it's Rey's opponent. Should we sabotage them or something??
Silver: Shhh....let's listen...
Shannon: Do you think, later on, maybe with enough Mattitude, that I could earn a shot at the title??
Silver: Ha! Like he'd be able to beat Rey Rey later on...
Matt: Who the hell do you think you are, Shannon?? Do I have to remind you just whose bitch are you??
Cassandra: Matt's mean...
Shannon: [shaking in fear] No, sir, no...
Silver: I say we kick Matt's ass.
Matt: Now come on, Shannon, we've got to go find that punk Brian Kendrick...
Shannon: But why, Matt? [sees Matt's glare] I mean, isn't it Rey you're focusing on tonight?
Matt: No, Shannon. We must make that Kendrick die for what he's done. Embarassing us in his match with you. We'll make him wish he never came to the WWE...
[They walk away making plans and stuff. Cassandra and Silver just decide to let them kill Brian Kendrick and resume their search for Rey Mysterio. Matt is later attacked by Deb, who huggles him to the floor while screaming "HA! TAKE THAT BELLEROPHON!! HAHAHAH!!!" .... yeah I'm scared.]
[JUST SO I CAN FINISH THIS GODDAMN CHAPTER...HERE'S WHAT HAPPENED:
Shelby learned the art of body painting from Jeff Hardy, who I might add, is a stupid stupid bunghole and yes I am pissed with Jeff. I was talking about Jeff, not Shelby. Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter argued over Trish for quite a while until Trish offered to date them both - it's not as if she hadn't been shared before *cough stupidslut cough* whoops there goes my mouth again! Honestly, I couldn't decide who would win Trish since Mr. Diamond Dust was one of the first readers and Shatter has me on his favorite authors list...LOL. Deb got to hang around the Lord of Mattitude Matt Hardy and his little bitch Shannon Moore (poor Shannon) and Alyx was able to rouse up Nathan Jones from his half conscious condition after his incident with A-Train and Big Show in the bathroom. Robbie found Billy Kidman, kidnapped him, and is currently holding him hostage inside a hotel room. She has promised to send us video tapes of torture. I don't think I really want to view them. Cassandra and Silver finally tracked down Rey Mysterio, who gave each of them one of his extra freaky white contacts and a free t-shirt. Chris found Charlie Haas, who was in the middle of a lecture from Team Angle leader Kurt Angle. He gave her one of his many Team Angle sweatsuits that he, Shelton Benjamin (that's the correct spelling, right??), and Kurt always wear to the ring. Kylrane had directed her to distract Team Angle while she, Azrael, and Baj snuck into the locker room and stole Kurt's medals, replacing them with one of Kylrane's math and science awards. Azrael did find The Undertaker, told him he was the man, and recieved one of his bandanas. The group also jumped Chuck Palumbo (two times, actually...) and returned Spanky Kendrick's car keys. Kylrane also ran into Kane and RVD. The latter offered her some 'magic happy pills'. Kylrane politely declined. Jericho told Bianca all about his accolades over the years, and surprisingly, she was just fine listening to him. This is a Jericholoic, remember?? And he was actually somewhat kind to her...since she constantly complimented him and gushed about how cool he was. (Sorry, but that's the only way I can imagine Jericho being nice to someone...if they suck up.) Brittany got a personal concert from The Rock...after she presented him with a BRAND NEW guitar autographed by Willie Nelson (someone's got connections! LOL). All in all, everyone was pretty pleased. Except for one....]
Kurt Angle: [looks closely at medals] Did I win a Math Bee in 2001??? AHH! WHERE'S MY MEDALS?!?!?!
Ok. So the end was a little rushed, since I just wanted to upload it. I hope it's not too big a file. Uh...yeah that's it. I wasn't too pleased about Kane getting CHEATED again...but on Raw he and Rob won the titles so Kylrane is a happy little Kananite. Reviews, guys! The last chapter will be coming soon....it's not the next chapter, but it WILL be coming soon!! :) And if there are any grammatical or spelling errors...this was too damn long for me to look over!! AHH!!
Sorry the chapter's late. I just didn't finish the chapter in time. And Heather, I'm sorry, when you submitted your review, the chapter was almost completed. I promise to put you in another chapter, then, since that's kind of unfair. Same goes for the others who tried to get in but were a little too late.
Hey, that's where my watch was...oh hey!! You guys are totally awesome, you know that? Even if you didn't get an email from me, you'll be in the chapter. You know why? I couldn't help it. So I'm going to go nuts and have everyone that signed up in the chapter. To Viva La Raza Los Guerrerros and Insaneiac: you didn't respond to the messages sent to you, so I didn't have the information I needed. Sorry. And yes, Deb, you did sound very Jericho- ish. But it was funny, and you HAVE been very kind to me. So uh...I'm going to try and make this chapter long to fit everyone in as much as possible. And once again, you guys rock bundles. o_o We've reached 100 reviews!! YAY! [does the 'oh yeah' dance....don't ask...]
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[It's the morning after Kylrane was given her "mission" to drive Spanky's van to WrestleMania. Kylrane is packing up for the road trip. Maps, a camera, doritos, sunglasses, water, a whole bunch of money, posterboard, markers....]
Kylrane: And ya can't forget my cell phone! [holds it up triumphantly] I've called up a whole bunch of people so the trip won't be so boring, and even though I thought the van seated seven, it seats a hell of a lot more if you sit tight...[scratches head] What else do I have to do again? [walks around the house picking up random things and stuffing them in a bag] Well, I guess that would be it...[pulls on her boots]
[Kylrane goes outside to the car. Standing there is Baj, Chris, Brittany, Alyx, Cassandra, and Azrael.]
Kylrane: Where's everyone else??
Baj: [holding a sign that says Chuck Palumbo = Friggin' Big Idiot] In the car. There's a lot of people...
Alyx: This is going to be wicked cool, but are you sure you know the way to WrestleMania?
Kylrane: [shrugs] We'll be fine. It's in Seattle. How hard can it be to get to Seattle??
Azrael: [holding a Kurt Don't Die sign] Kylrane, we're in New York, which is on the EAST COAST of the United States. Seattle, Washington is on the WEST COAST of the United States. We'd have to travel through....[counting...]
Kylrane: Ten states, including Washington and New York. I know. Don't worry about it, we can buy coffee and more roadmaps. I went on mapquest.com and found the route we'll take. So let's get in the car.
Cassandra: I can't wait to get to WrestleMania and see The Rock get his ass whupped.
Brittany: [glares] Rocky will NOT get his ass whupped! My Rocky will kick Stone Cold's ass all over Seattle!! [Cassandra and Brittany sit in the van and begin to have a glaring contest.]
[In the car besides the people already mentioned are Silver, Mr. Diamond Dust, Shelby, and Shatter. If you weren't mentioned and you reviewed...you'll get in, don't worry. All in good time.]
Shelby: Hey, guys! [sees Mr. Diamond Dust's sign...."I want Jeff Hardy's hairdyed facepainted head on a silver platter NOW"] You leave my Jeffy alone!!
Mr. Diamond Dust: Jeff Hardy must DIE! Trish is mine!
Shatter: [stares] What the fuck???? [whips out a sign] Trish is giving ME all her Stratusfaction!! [sign says 'Trish: 100% Stratusfaction, guaranteed!']
Silver: We haven't even left the driveway and we're already fighting. [sigh]
[Here's the seating arrangements...pretend it's a really big van...
Driver's seat- Kylrane (duh) Passenger's seats (yeah, it goes across...it seats two) Baj, Azrael
2nd row- (seats six...somehow) Alyx, Cassandra, Brittany, Silver (empty), (empty)
3rd row (also seats five) - Chris, Mr. Diamond Dust, Shelby, Shatter, (empty)
And there's a bunch of space in the back. You could say it's the storage area.]
Kylrane: So begins the road trip to WrestleMania!! [slowly backs out of the driveway and drives off to the interstate...]
[Driving down the interstate, the passengers begin to go a little crazy...]
Mr. Diamond Dust: [singing off key] All the sings she said, all the things she said, running through my head. All the things she said, all the things she said, running through my head...THIS IS NOT ENOUGHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Shatter: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU CAN'T SING AND YOU CAN'T HAVE TRISH!!
Mr. Diamond Dust: I will sing whatever the hell I want and you can't stop me!
Shatter: Oh yes I can!
Mr. Diamond Dust: Stop this! [flips Shatter the finger]
Shatter: [begins to choke Mr. Diamond Dust]
Shelby: [stuck in the middle] AHHH!! GET OFF MEEE!!! [pushes Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter away] Damnit, no fighting in the van, especially WHEN THERE'S SOMEONE IN BETWEEN YOU TWO!!
Chris: [rubbing her head] Heaven help me...this is even worse than sitting through a John Cena freestyle session...[has a sign that says 'John Cena reads cue cards when he raps']
[In the 2nd row...]
Cassandra: The Rock will SOO get his butt whupped!
Brittany: Rocky will NOT!
Cassandra: He will TOO!! He always loses at WrestleMania!
Brittany: This year's different! If you think Rocky's so lame, who are YOU rooting for, huh? That jumping idiot who can't cut a promo Brock Lesnar?
Cassandra: [sticks her tongue out] Nope. Rey Rey's gonna come out of WrestleMania as the new Cruiserweight Champion, guaranteed.
Silver: DAMN RIGHT! [they high five]
Alyx: Quite frankly, the match I'll be watching is Taker and Nathan Jones versus A-Train and Big Show. Nathan Jones...the accent gets me every time...
Brittany: Hmmph. Well at least I KNOW Rocky will win, no matter what you people say.
Alyx: [looks out the window] Hey, Kylrane, stop the car, there are some people by the side of the road.
[The van stops, which technically would cause a car accident, but in this strange fantasy world, it doesn't! Standing there holding a sign are two girls, who wave at the van. The sign they are holding says "WRESTLEMANIA OR BUST".]
Baj: [rolls down the window] Looks like your lucky day. We're headed to WrestleMania ourselves!
Girl 1: [grins] REALLY?? ALRIGHT! Can we ride with you guys?
Kylrane: Sure!! The more the merrier!!
Girl 1: I'm Deb, and this is Bianca. [Deb and Bianca climb into the van and sit in the 2nd row]
Deb: Anyone here want my Matt Hardy, because I SWEAR, if anyone [the name bellerophon comes to mind...I'm getting this from her review, ok peeps? These are her words...] dares to try and take him away from me, they will have their dicks pulled off, wrapped around their balls, and shoved ever-so- lovingly down their throats. [glares at everyone]
Baj, Shatter, and Mr. Diamond Dust glance at each other.
Baj: We're not into Matt Hardy, we swear!
Shatter: YEAH! Trish is getting all my attention, so no need to do that to me.
Mr. Diamond Dust: Me and Shatter have been fighting over Trish, so you can definitely have Matt Hardy to yourself!! [they all nod nervously]
Deb: [glares at the females] Any of YOU interested in my Matt?? Because I can think of some other form of torture for you. [crickets chirp] Ok, that's settled. Matt's all mine! [grins and acquires a happy demeanor]
Alyx: [to Cassandra] That scared the living shit out of me.
Cassandra: The girl definitely has some issues...
Bianca: And I had to stand with her on the side of the road for the LONGEST time...
[Kylrane starts driving again]
Shelby: [to Chris] Can I PLEASE switch seats with you??
Chris: Hell no!! Those two are having a staring contest again! All over Trish!
Shelby: C'mon, help me out here!
Chris: Switch seats with Mr. Diamond Dust.
Mr. Diamond Dust: [twitching] Must...not....blink....
Shatter: [also twitching] You're getting weaker, Diamond Dust. Just surrender!
Mr. Diamond Dust: That's MR. Diamond Dust to you! It's you who will succumb to the temptation of blinking! [They continue to stare at each other]
Azrael: [to Kylrane] You've been really quiet the whole time. That's highly uncharacteristic of you.
Kylrane: I'm trying to make sure I don't crash into something...it's hard driving for the first time.
Baj: THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU'RE DRIVING?!
Kylrane: [grins] I have a little experience, I kick ass at those racing games at the arcades!
Azrael: [there's a vein popping out of her forehead, she's so furious] Do you even have a license?
Kylrane: Of course! Right here! [hands Azrael and Baj a little card thing]
Baj: [reads] The domain of fanfiction hereby grants Kylrane an artistic license...Damnit, she meant a driver's license!
Kylrane: Uh...no...
Azrael: I'M RIDING IN A VAN ON THE INTERSTATE WITH AN UNLICENSED DRIVER!!!!
Kylrane: Have I done anything wrong yet?? We haven't even swerved, let alone get into an accident. Let it slide, Azrael. Don't tell me you haven't tried to do anything illegal...well, not necessarily illegal, but against the rules...or corrupt...damnit, I know you're no angel!!
Azrael: [smiles smugly] I'm the Angel of Death.
Shelby: [from the back] Having the same name as the angel of death doesn't make you the angel of death. And weren't YOU the one trying to bribe The Undertaker into joining the A.P.W.A.?
Chris: Yeah! With a beach house in the Bahamas...
Mr. Diamond Dust: Don't forget the ski lodge in Tibet!
Bianca: And we could go on and ON about all the shit you put my poor Chris Jericho through.
Azrael: OK! So none of us are perfect. Still, if you run over anyone, I WILL take the driver's seat.
Kylrane: [shrugs] Okie-dokie. I don't mind.
[There's a loud bump.]
Kylrane: [feels the glares directed at her] I SWEAR I DID NOT RUN OVER ANYTHING AT ALL!!!!
Robbie: She didn't run over anything, I just climbed into your car through the back doors, that's all. [I'm imagining my uncle's van where there ARE doors instead of a trunk - or boot - that open up to the storage area, which is directly behind the seats...] Hope you guys don't mind!! I'm Robbie! [A girl waves at everyone and jumps into the 3rd row of seats.] Anyone here a Matt Hardy fan?
[Everyone's eyes widen in horror as Deb's head swivels around.]
Deb: Excuse me? Are you talking about MY Matt??
Robbie: YOUR Matt?! [everyone is making hand signals saying 'Don't do it! Don't do it!!'] What are you guys doing?? [everyone stops and whistles innocently] Anyway, I don't know what you're talking about, Matt Hardy being yours.
Deb: [lunges at Robbie] MATT HARDY IS MINE DAMNIT MINE!!!
Robbie: [pulls away] OK! You can have Matt Hardy!! I'll take Billy Kidman and Shawn Michaels, ok?! No one wants them, right??? [everyone shakes their heads] Phew...ok...
Shatter: Anyway...so uh, who are you guys hoping to see at WrestleMania? [sees Mr. Diamond Dust opening his mouth] We know who you think you're getting lovin' from, she's not yours. Everyone else??
Chris: Charlie Haas. Don't laugh or I'll kick you. And I want John Cena to shut the fuck up.
Kylrane: I'm almost considering taking him on in that rap challenge...heheheh. That would be funny, I think I'd kick his ass. As for who I want to see? Kane. Definitely Kane. If he doesn't win, I swear Chief Morley will find his Title Belt stuck up his rectum, damnit. [gets strange looks] I thought you guys already knew I'm slightly sadistic.
Chris: Who do you want to see get their asses whupped?
Kylrane: [scratches head] I don't think the wrestlers I despise will be in matches...oh yeah there's Trish, but we've got a couple of Stratus fanatics here.
Alyx: Well, Taker and Nathan Jones better win their match. As for someone getting their ass kicked...I'd have to say Booker T. His damn catch phrase spouting ass needs to be beaten...
Bianca: You mean you'd rather see Triple H win?! What's wrong with you?!
Alyx: [shrugs] Booker T is totally annoying. I can't stand him.
Silver: Well, if I see Rey Mysterio, I'll pounce on him and hug the guy nonstop, he's awesome. But I don't think I could do that to Taker and Austin and get away quick enough without being beaten up.
Baj: I don't have anyone I'm REALLY looking forward to seeing...[hey dude, you didn't list a crush, so...] but hey, read my sign. [holds up his 'Chuck Palumbo = Friggin' Big Idiot'] Are the FBI in a match at WrestleMania?
Bianca: Naahh...
[Everyone talks for awhile. About three days, 35 rest stops, 107 sing alongs, and a whole lot of chips later, the gang has made it to WrestleMania.]
Robbie: Did everyone bring signs?
Kylrane: I still have to make mine...it will all go according to PLAN...[wrings her fingers] MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Shelby: [to Chris] She's scary when she does that.
Chris: Not as scary as that Matt Hardy lover.
Deb: [putting the finishing touches on her sign] AH, Matt would be so proud. [It says 'The REAL No. 1 MFer' with an arrow pointing down at Deb] Mattitude forever, baby! [does the V1 sign]
Brittany: [still fighting with Cassandra] ROCKY WILL WIN, NO DOUBT DAMNIT! [waves her 'Rocky loves my bakery' sign...if you don't get it, it has to do with pie...LOL]
Cassandra: I'LL SEE TO IT PERSONALLY THAT ROCKY GETS HIS ASS WHUPPED! [waves her Rey Mysterio sign]
Silver: [wearing a Rey Mysterio T-shirt] It doesn't matter if The Rock gets his ass whupped. What matters is-
Brittany: SEE?? EVEN SILVER USES ROCKY'S CATCHPHRASE!
Silver: SHUTUP! Back to what I was saying, as long as Rey wins the Cruiserweight Championship, all is good with the world. [to Brittany] And I'll have you know I'm a Stone Cold fan, so I hope Steve beats the crap out of Rocky.
Cassandra: YEAH! [high fives Silver]
Baj: Can we please go through one minute without fighting?
Cassandra, Silver, and Brittany: NO!
Shatter: [to Robbie] Do you think Justin Credible will be here?
Robbie: Didn't they let go of Justin Credible?
Shatter: What?! DAMNIT! I wanted to see him get his ass handed to him!!
Robbie: Oh well. Now you have more time to chase after Trish.
Shatter: [smiles] Oh yeah!
Mr. Diamond Dust: Not so fast, Shatter, you'll never get her as long as I'm around!
Shatter: Don't you want to beat the shit out of Jeff Hardy first??
Shelby: IF YOU DARE LAY A HAND ON JEFF HARDY-
Azrael: I doubt Mr. Diamond Dust will even GET to Jeff before I do. But I'll give you some of the scraps, ok? [rubs her fist] I need a punching bag, Jeff should be good enough...
Kylrane: I WANT IN TOO!!
Shelby: Why can't you all find someone else to beat up on?! Why does it have to be Jeff?
Chris: Because of the whole Trish Stratus thing...
Azrael: And the fact that he'd rather be in a rock band than be in the WWE, so he's slacking while others who give it 110% can't even get a contract.
Kylrane: And now I just don't like him. His gimmick sucks.
Shelby: [rubs her head] Man, I give up...I'm just moving onto Edge and Brock. Any Edge haters? [heads shake] Good. Brock haters? [Brittany raises her hand] You've GOT to be kidding me...
Bianca: Hey, can we go into the arena or what?
[They all make their way backstage. They split up into the groups they were sitting with. If you're too lazy to look back to the beginning of the chapter, I'll just write it again...
Group 1 - Kylrane, Baj, and Azrael
Group 2 - Alyx, Cassandra, Brittany, Deb, Bianca
Group 3 - Chris, Mr. Diamond Dust, Shelby, Shatter, Robbie]
[Starting with Group 3's adventures...]
Chris: So where are we headed?
Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter: The diva's locker room!!
Robbie: I think I'll go with them, I want to kill Stacy Keibler.
Chris: Ok. Me and Shelby will be walking around then...
Shelby: I can't let them go searching for Trish! What if Trish is with Jeff?? Then Mr. Diamond Dust will kill Jeff before I get a glimpse of him!
Chris: DAMNIT! I THOUGHT YOU MOVED ONTO EDGE AND BROCK!
Shelby: Edge is out on injury, and right now Brock is probably all pumped up and too scary to approach, so I've got to make sure Jeff is alive.
Chris: [sad] Then how am I going to hunt down Charlie Haas?
Robbie: How about I go with you looking for Smackdown superstars, 'cause I need to find Billy and Matt. Shawn can wait, I guess.
Chris: Ok. [She and Robbie take off towards the Smackdown locker rooms]
Shatter: So it's going to be us three, huh?
Mr. Diamond Dust: Yup. And I brought this with me. [Holds up a silver platter that says 'reserved for Jeff Hardy']
Shelby: NOOO!!!
[Group 2]
Deb: I have to find Matt Hardy. I have to have to have to have to have to!!!
Alyx: Ok, girl, calm down! I'll go with you, I want my piece of an Australian criminal!!
Cassandra: I'm looking for Rey Mysterio, though, I don't think he'd be close with Matt Hardy...
Silver: We'll go and search for Rey together, then.
Bianca: But where am I gonna go?? [sad] I want Jericho!
[Suddenly, Chris Jericho passes by.]
Jericho: Out of the way, assclowns, the KING OF THE WORLD is passing through! I can't be touching you common people, I might acquire your loser luck.
Bianca: [smiles] Screw you people, there's my man right there! [chases after Jericho] CHRIS!!!
[Deb, Alyx, Cassandra, and Silver stare after Bianca]
Deb: ....Ok....
Silver: So we split up now?
Alyx: [nods] We'll see you guys later. [She and Deb walk off]
Cassandra: C'mon, Silver, we've got to find our masked man!
[Group 3]
Baj: There's no real need to split up, we're a small group as it is.
Azrael: So where are we going?
Kylrane: I've got to find Spanky and tell him I brought his van. [smiles involuntarily] ...What? [embarrassed] Fine, damnit, I just think he's a cutie, ok?! You happy?!
Azrael: Hey, if we're going towards the Smackdown locker room, we'll all find who we're looking for, right? And I like Spanky too, ok?
Baj: Aren't you a really big fan of The Undertaker? I thought he was your number one top favorite wrestler.
Azrael: Yeah, but it doesn't mean I like him THAT way!
Kylrane: Same thing with me and Kane. I'm a complete Kananite [oh I hope I spell that correctly], but I don't have a crush on him. It's KANE!!!
Baj: ...Ok. So I'm going to try and kick Chuck Palumbo's ass, Azrael's going to look for Taker, and Kylrane's gotta find Spanky. ...Who's Spanky again?
Azrael: Spanky Kendrick. Now known as Brian Kendrick.
Baj: Where the hell did Spanky come from?
Azrael: That was his gimmick when he was in the indy feds.
Baj: ....
Kylrane: Can we please start looking around for our prey, erm sorry, people? I have something else to do after finding Spanky...
Baj: Like what?? [begins to walk]
Kylrane: [walking along] I'll tell you guys later, I may need your help anyway...[the three run down the corridors and turn a corner...]
[Back to Shatter, Mr. Diamond Dust, and Shelby]
Shatter: [looking in all the locker rooms] TRISH?? TRISH??
Mr. Diamond Dust: A-HAH! THE DIVA'S LOCKER ROOM!! [opens the door and sticks his head in] Does anyone know where- [bam] Ok....[he takes his head out of the locker room and has a red hand shaped mark on his cheek] Damn they slap hard...
Shelby: It just proves how smart you two are. Trish is with Jeff.
Shatter: How do you know??
Shelby: [points] Sure I like him, but I'm not completely blind! [There's Trish and Jeff getting coffee...]
Mr. Diamond Dust: [holds up his trusty silver platter] Well, I'm set. You?
Shatter: I think I'll help you with the decimation of rainbow brite and then we can argue over Trish.
Shelby: If you touch him I SWEAR I will kill you both.
Mr. Diamond Dust: No you won't. [he and Shatter lunge at Jeff Hardy] DIE!!!
[Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter proceed to tackle, punch, and kick Jeff Hardy. Trish is just standing there in shock - useless bitch as usual...whoops was anyone listening? Heheheh...Shelby grabs Jeff and pulls him out of the chaos.]
Shelby: Are you ok, Jeffy?
Jeff: [dazed] What's going on....?
Trish: ..... [staring dumb as usual...my gosh I've got to stop my comments...] Why did they attack my Jeffy-poo??
Shelby: [gives an icy glare to Trish] HE IS NOT YOUR JEFFY-POO, GOT IT?
[Hearts Desire runs through the scene with a sign, painted in bright yellow on blue poster board. What does it say? 'JEFF KISSED A SLUT-BANGER!!' Somewhere out there, Kylrane yells, "DAMN RIGHT!"]
Trish: ..... Ok.
Jeff: WHAT? [gets attacked by Mr. Diamond Dust from behind]
Mr. Diamond Dust: Take that you stupid body painted weirdo!! [smiles at Trish] How you doin'? [AHH! It's a thing all my guy friends do...maybe it's a New Yorker thing, I don't know if Mr. Diamond Dust would actually pull that line...]
Shatter: [pushes Mr. Diamond Dust out of the way] Hello, Trish. [presents Trish with a rose] You're looking scorching as usual.
Mr. Diamond Dust: What the fuck?! [he and Shatter begin to brawl over Trish]
Trish: .... Ok! [begins to prance around in her little cap and stupid coat things with her silicone boobs popping out as usual...yeah someone didn't have a happy day today....]
Shelby: [shrugs] So, Jeff, want to show me around the building?
Jeff: [brightens] Can I paint something on your face??
Shelby: ......
[*fingers are somewhat tired....* Moving on to Cassandra and Silver...]
Cassandra: Rey Rey....oh Rey Rey?? Where art thou dear Rey Rey??
Silver: DAMNIT! WHERE THE FUCK IS HE??
[Matt Hardy and his MFer Shannon Moore come out of a locker room that's across from where Cassandra and Silver are...]
Matt: See, Shannon, I'll be utilizing all of my Mattributes tonight to defeat that masked midget Rey Mysterio, because I KNOW that no one deserves the Cruiserweight belt more than Matt Hardy Version 1.
Cassandra: [she and Silver stop and hide behind some trunks so Matt and Shannon don't see them] Look, it's Rey's opponent. Should we sabotage them or something??
Silver: Shhh....let's listen...
Shannon: Do you think, later on, maybe with enough Mattitude, that I could earn a shot at the title??
Silver: Ha! Like he'd be able to beat Rey Rey later on...
Matt: Who the hell do you think you are, Shannon?? Do I have to remind you just whose bitch are you??
Cassandra: Matt's mean...
Shannon: [shaking in fear] No, sir, no...
Silver: I say we kick Matt's ass.
Matt: Now come on, Shannon, we've got to go find that punk Brian Kendrick...
Shannon: But why, Matt? [sees Matt's glare] I mean, isn't it Rey you're focusing on tonight?
Matt: No, Shannon. We must make that Kendrick die for what he's done. Embarassing us in his match with you. We'll make him wish he never came to the WWE...
[They walk away making plans and stuff. Cassandra and Silver just decide to let them kill Brian Kendrick and resume their search for Rey Mysterio. Matt is later attacked by Deb, who huggles him to the floor while screaming "HA! TAKE THAT BELLEROPHON!! HAHAHAH!!!" .... yeah I'm scared.]
[JUST SO I CAN FINISH THIS GODDAMN CHAPTER...HERE'S WHAT HAPPENED:
Shelby learned the art of body painting from Jeff Hardy, who I might add, is a stupid stupid bunghole and yes I am pissed with Jeff. I was talking about Jeff, not Shelby. Mr. Diamond Dust and Shatter argued over Trish for quite a while until Trish offered to date them both - it's not as if she hadn't been shared before *cough stupidslut cough* whoops there goes my mouth again! Honestly, I couldn't decide who would win Trish since Mr. Diamond Dust was one of the first readers and Shatter has me on his favorite authors list...LOL. Deb got to hang around the Lord of Mattitude Matt Hardy and his little bitch Shannon Moore (poor Shannon) and Alyx was able to rouse up Nathan Jones from his half conscious condition after his incident with A-Train and Big Show in the bathroom. Robbie found Billy Kidman, kidnapped him, and is currently holding him hostage inside a hotel room. She has promised to send us video tapes of torture. I don't think I really want to view them. Cassandra and Silver finally tracked down Rey Mysterio, who gave each of them one of his extra freaky white contacts and a free t-shirt. Chris found Charlie Haas, who was in the middle of a lecture from Team Angle leader Kurt Angle. He gave her one of his many Team Angle sweatsuits that he, Shelton Benjamin (that's the correct spelling, right??), and Kurt always wear to the ring. Kylrane had directed her to distract Team Angle while she, Azrael, and Baj snuck into the locker room and stole Kurt's medals, replacing them with one of Kylrane's math and science awards. Azrael did find The Undertaker, told him he was the man, and recieved one of his bandanas. The group also jumped Chuck Palumbo (two times, actually...) and returned Spanky Kendrick's car keys. Kylrane also ran into Kane and RVD. The latter offered her some 'magic happy pills'. Kylrane politely declined. Jericho told Bianca all about his accolades over the years, and surprisingly, she was just fine listening to him. This is a Jericholoic, remember?? And he was actually somewhat kind to her...since she constantly complimented him and gushed about how cool he was. (Sorry, but that's the only way I can imagine Jericho being nice to someone...if they suck up.) Brittany got a personal concert from The Rock...after she presented him with a BRAND NEW guitar autographed by Willie Nelson (someone's got connections! LOL). All in all, everyone was pretty pleased. Except for one....]
Kurt Angle: [looks closely at medals] Did I win a Math Bee in 2001??? AHH! WHERE'S MY MEDALS?!?!?!
Ok. So the end was a little rushed, since I just wanted to upload it. I hope it's not too big a file. Uh...yeah that's it. I wasn't too pleased about Kane getting CHEATED again...but on Raw he and Rob won the titles so Kylrane is a happy little Kananite. Reviews, guys! The last chapter will be coming soon....it's not the next chapter, but it WILL be coming soon!! :) And if there are any grammatical or spelling errors...this was too damn long for me to look over!! AHH!!