Disclaimer: Hey, my last name isn't McMahon. So don't look at me when you
need to sue the WWE. I'm no psychiatrist either, so don't ask for my
prognosis!
You know something? I like reviews.
I so feel like I've been screwed over when I watched February 10th's Raw. FIRE BISCHOFF ALREADY!!! Although Vince dancing and singing was funny. Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, good bye!!!! LOL
C'mon. This one HAD to be coming. Think about it.
[Kylrane is seen pushing a big bag into her office. She's got a grin on her face.]
Kylrane: YES! My supply will NEVER run out with this!!! Mwahaha! Now I can last through all those assignments.[Pulls the plastic bag off to reveal...] AN ECONOMY SIZE BAG OF SKITTLES!!! YEAHH!!! [hugs skittles] Now I should be able to get through those assignments. Funny how I find this the week before I have winter break...oh well. [She prepares to tear into the huge bag but the speaker crackles]
Speaker: Yo, Kylrane!!
Kylrane: What?! [takes one last look at the skittles and goes over to the desk] Damnit, Monkey, this better be good!!!
Speaker: You made me your fucking secretary, and the only pay I get is chocolate! Damn right this is good! Your client patient crazy people are here to see you!
Kylrane: Well, send them up, dumbass! And if you DARE start using those staplers in flamenco dancing....
Speaker: Oh, don't worry, I brought my own. [Clicky noises are being made in the background. He shuts off the speaker thing.]
Kylrane: [shakes head] Whatever. [She sits down in the chair and opens up her laptop. The schedule blinks "Mr. and Ms. Psychopath". Kylrane stares.] At least they're honest...[looks toward the speaker] and I've been around my share of psychopaths...
[The door is kicked open, and two people walk in. They aren't wearing disguises, and Kylrane is in semi shock.]
Kylrane: Oh shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. [Ducks under the desk.]
Steven Richards: [hugs Victoria's waist] Want me to go fetch her out of the desk myself, sweetie?
Victoria: [grinning insanely as she always does] I can do it myself Steven. [Marches over to the desk and overturns it. Kylrane looks up wide eyed.]
Kylrane: Hi. [Slowly, she gets up and reaches for her laptop. She's shaking in fear.] Uh...why...why did you...eh...turn over the....
Victoria: [wrings hands] IT WAS FUN!!!
Kylrane: [shrinks back] Ok, good enough! [Edges towards the doorway] How about I get you guys some mineral water or coke or something??
Steven Richards: I want some pink lemonade.
Kylrane: GREAT! [She bolts out the door. Kylrane runs down the stairs and hops over Monkey's desk.]
Monkey: WHAT THE HELL?!
Kylrane: Those patients are nuts! And scary! Go do something!
Monkey: Why me?! You're the shrink!
Kylrane: You're the dumb guy who does anything anyone asks!!
Monkey: No, that would be Haxor.
Kylrane: SHUTUP AND DO SOMETHING!
Monkey: I know they're psychos! I can't go up there!
Kylrane: [smacks Monkey] Fine you jackass!!! [Ducks under desk and takes out her cell phone. She dials Shawn Michaels.]
Shawn: Hello? The SHOW STOPPA here!!
Kylrane: Could you PLEASE come here and take care of a problem I have?! Victoria and Steven Richards are here and they're gonna hurt me!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!
Shawn: They won't hurt you. They don't murder.
Kylrane: I know that, but Victoria's grinning and Steven Richards'...Richardsness...WILL DRIVE ME INSANE!!! [hears cackling from the office] Oh no! She's starting the evil laugh! Save me!!
Shawn: Look kid, I don't have time for this...
Kylrane: Don't you tell me you can't make time for ME! How DARE you! I can get your...wait a minute...nevermind, that's the other fic. Look, I need a miracle to happen right NOW or else I MYSELF WILL RAISE SOME HELL!!! And you definitely do not want that, ok?!
Shawn: [sighs] Fine, kid! Just this once! But then you've got to look yourself in the mirror, think hard, and say to yourself 'I can do things for myself and I don't have to rely on anyone-
Kylrane: I'm a shrink, damnit! That's the kind of stuff I tell my patients! But do you really think I can take on two wrestlers right now?! I play mind games, but I don't fight with fire!! Get your preaching self over here before they find me!!! [hangs up on him]
Monkey: Could you please get out from under the desk, I need to put some gum under there!!
Kylrane: [looks up and shreiks] AUGHH!! [crawls out of there, grabbing her hair] If there is some winterfresh gum in my hair I promise you will wake up tomorrow with my picture STAPLED TO YOUR FOREHEAD!!!!!!
Monkey: There's nothing in your hair, chill!
[Shawn Michaels bursts through the front door of the office.]
Shawn: Ok, where are those psychos? I want to get this damn thing over with as soon as possible.
Kylrane and Monkey: [silently point up the stairs]
[Shawn goes up the stairs. Minutes later, Shawn drags out Steven Richards.]
Kylrane: What about the psycho bitch?!
Shawn: I can't hit a female! It's wrong!
Kylrane: [rolls her eyes] Back me up then, I'll go in there.
Shawn: I don't think you should, you're a little young...
Kylrane: [glares] Stop with the kid thing!! You've called me kid a few times and I said nothing!! Just come with me!! [Goes up the stairs]
Victoria: What do you want, girlie? Lucky you're not a pretty little girl, I'd be attacking you.
Kylrane: [extremely hurt] Oh, fuck it then, if you're going to say that!
Victoria: [pushes Kylrane against the wall] Don't make me strangle you by your little throat, kid. What the hell did you want?
Kylrane: [ducks under Victoria's arms and moves to the economy size bag of skittles] I just wanted to tell you something I thought you'd like to know, but since you've expressed disinterest in what I've got to say...[her eyes dart to the red recliner]
Victoria: So you want to do the psychiatrist thing, huh? Fine! I'll sit down, you tell me whatever the hell you were going to tell me. [sits]
Kylrane: Bingo. [She pulls the lever on the wall, which was behind the skittles bag. Victoria plunges down the hole.]
Shawn: Damn.
Kylrane: See? I didn't have to hit her either. I just made her fall into oblivion. MWAHAHAH!!!
Monkey: [pops into the office] I didn't fall into oblivion.
Kylrane: Shutup, I needed a slave. Plus you have to be Romeo in the last act of the play, so we need you alive. But remember Monkey, Romeo must die!!!
Shawn: Well...ok...[looks around the office] You might want to straighten up around here kid.
Kylrane: I AM NOT A KID!! I'M A DOCTOR, DAMNIT!!
Shawn: Right. I'm going to be leaving now...[his music magically cues] I'm a sexy boy! [dances off]
Hearts Desire: [runs after him] SHAWNY!!!!
Kylrane: [staring] Ok...
Monkey: Are you going to eat your skittles now?
Kylrane: Go away you jackass! [Monkey runs away. Kylrane is sad.] Victoria said I'm not pretty!!! WAHH!!
Trish Stratus: [pops up] Hey, I'm gorgeous but Victoria kicks the crap out of me all the damn time! Stick with being plain!
Kylrane: [glares at her] Shutup bitch. [kicks her down the hole where Victoria fell] Well, at least I'm not dumb like her, falling for that. Hehe! I made a joke! FALLING for that...ok I'll shutup now. [tears open the bag of skittles and stickes her head in]
Sorry if I insulted any Trish fans...there's this girl I REALLY don't like that reminds me of Trish so that's my way of getting back at her. DIE DIE DIE SLUT...Okie dokie...little bitter...hehehe! Hearts Desire had been begging for Shawn Michaels in this fic, so I let her go after him here...Oooh boy Valentine's Day is coming. I hate that day...
You know something? I like reviews.
I so feel like I've been screwed over when I watched February 10th's Raw. FIRE BISCHOFF ALREADY!!! Although Vince dancing and singing was funny. Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, good bye!!!! LOL
C'mon. This one HAD to be coming. Think about it.
[Kylrane is seen pushing a big bag into her office. She's got a grin on her face.]
Kylrane: YES! My supply will NEVER run out with this!!! Mwahaha! Now I can last through all those assignments.[Pulls the plastic bag off to reveal...] AN ECONOMY SIZE BAG OF SKITTLES!!! YEAHH!!! [hugs skittles] Now I should be able to get through those assignments. Funny how I find this the week before I have winter break...oh well. [She prepares to tear into the huge bag but the speaker crackles]
Speaker: Yo, Kylrane!!
Kylrane: What?! [takes one last look at the skittles and goes over to the desk] Damnit, Monkey, this better be good!!!
Speaker: You made me your fucking secretary, and the only pay I get is chocolate! Damn right this is good! Your client patient crazy people are here to see you!
Kylrane: Well, send them up, dumbass! And if you DARE start using those staplers in flamenco dancing....
Speaker: Oh, don't worry, I brought my own. [Clicky noises are being made in the background. He shuts off the speaker thing.]
Kylrane: [shakes head] Whatever. [She sits down in the chair and opens up her laptop. The schedule blinks "Mr. and Ms. Psychopath". Kylrane stares.] At least they're honest...[looks toward the speaker] and I've been around my share of psychopaths...
[The door is kicked open, and two people walk in. They aren't wearing disguises, and Kylrane is in semi shock.]
Kylrane: Oh shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. [Ducks under the desk.]
Steven Richards: [hugs Victoria's waist] Want me to go fetch her out of the desk myself, sweetie?
Victoria: [grinning insanely as she always does] I can do it myself Steven. [Marches over to the desk and overturns it. Kylrane looks up wide eyed.]
Kylrane: Hi. [Slowly, she gets up and reaches for her laptop. She's shaking in fear.] Uh...why...why did you...eh...turn over the....
Victoria: [wrings hands] IT WAS FUN!!!
Kylrane: [shrinks back] Ok, good enough! [Edges towards the doorway] How about I get you guys some mineral water or coke or something??
Steven Richards: I want some pink lemonade.
Kylrane: GREAT! [She bolts out the door. Kylrane runs down the stairs and hops over Monkey's desk.]
Monkey: WHAT THE HELL?!
Kylrane: Those patients are nuts! And scary! Go do something!
Monkey: Why me?! You're the shrink!
Kylrane: You're the dumb guy who does anything anyone asks!!
Monkey: No, that would be Haxor.
Kylrane: SHUTUP AND DO SOMETHING!
Monkey: I know they're psychos! I can't go up there!
Kylrane: [smacks Monkey] Fine you jackass!!! [Ducks under desk and takes out her cell phone. She dials Shawn Michaels.]
Shawn: Hello? The SHOW STOPPA here!!
Kylrane: Could you PLEASE come here and take care of a problem I have?! Victoria and Steven Richards are here and they're gonna hurt me!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!
Shawn: They won't hurt you. They don't murder.
Kylrane: I know that, but Victoria's grinning and Steven Richards'...Richardsness...WILL DRIVE ME INSANE!!! [hears cackling from the office] Oh no! She's starting the evil laugh! Save me!!
Shawn: Look kid, I don't have time for this...
Kylrane: Don't you tell me you can't make time for ME! How DARE you! I can get your...wait a minute...nevermind, that's the other fic. Look, I need a miracle to happen right NOW or else I MYSELF WILL RAISE SOME HELL!!! And you definitely do not want that, ok?!
Shawn: [sighs] Fine, kid! Just this once! But then you've got to look yourself in the mirror, think hard, and say to yourself 'I can do things for myself and I don't have to rely on anyone-
Kylrane: I'm a shrink, damnit! That's the kind of stuff I tell my patients! But do you really think I can take on two wrestlers right now?! I play mind games, but I don't fight with fire!! Get your preaching self over here before they find me!!! [hangs up on him]
Monkey: Could you please get out from under the desk, I need to put some gum under there!!
Kylrane: [looks up and shreiks] AUGHH!! [crawls out of there, grabbing her hair] If there is some winterfresh gum in my hair I promise you will wake up tomorrow with my picture STAPLED TO YOUR FOREHEAD!!!!!!
Monkey: There's nothing in your hair, chill!
[Shawn Michaels bursts through the front door of the office.]
Shawn: Ok, where are those psychos? I want to get this damn thing over with as soon as possible.
Kylrane and Monkey: [silently point up the stairs]
[Shawn goes up the stairs. Minutes later, Shawn drags out Steven Richards.]
Kylrane: What about the psycho bitch?!
Shawn: I can't hit a female! It's wrong!
Kylrane: [rolls her eyes] Back me up then, I'll go in there.
Shawn: I don't think you should, you're a little young...
Kylrane: [glares] Stop with the kid thing!! You've called me kid a few times and I said nothing!! Just come with me!! [Goes up the stairs]
Victoria: What do you want, girlie? Lucky you're not a pretty little girl, I'd be attacking you.
Kylrane: [extremely hurt] Oh, fuck it then, if you're going to say that!
Victoria: [pushes Kylrane against the wall] Don't make me strangle you by your little throat, kid. What the hell did you want?
Kylrane: [ducks under Victoria's arms and moves to the economy size bag of skittles] I just wanted to tell you something I thought you'd like to know, but since you've expressed disinterest in what I've got to say...[her eyes dart to the red recliner]
Victoria: So you want to do the psychiatrist thing, huh? Fine! I'll sit down, you tell me whatever the hell you were going to tell me. [sits]
Kylrane: Bingo. [She pulls the lever on the wall, which was behind the skittles bag. Victoria plunges down the hole.]
Shawn: Damn.
Kylrane: See? I didn't have to hit her either. I just made her fall into oblivion. MWAHAHAH!!!
Monkey: [pops into the office] I didn't fall into oblivion.
Kylrane: Shutup, I needed a slave. Plus you have to be Romeo in the last act of the play, so we need you alive. But remember Monkey, Romeo must die!!!
Shawn: Well...ok...[looks around the office] You might want to straighten up around here kid.
Kylrane: I AM NOT A KID!! I'M A DOCTOR, DAMNIT!!
Shawn: Right. I'm going to be leaving now...[his music magically cues] I'm a sexy boy! [dances off]
Hearts Desire: [runs after him] SHAWNY!!!!
Kylrane: [staring] Ok...
Monkey: Are you going to eat your skittles now?
Kylrane: Go away you jackass! [Monkey runs away. Kylrane is sad.] Victoria said I'm not pretty!!! WAHH!!
Trish Stratus: [pops up] Hey, I'm gorgeous but Victoria kicks the crap out of me all the damn time! Stick with being plain!
Kylrane: [glares at her] Shutup bitch. [kicks her down the hole where Victoria fell] Well, at least I'm not dumb like her, falling for that. Hehe! I made a joke! FALLING for that...ok I'll shutup now. [tears open the bag of skittles and stickes her head in]
Sorry if I insulted any Trish fans...there's this girl I REALLY don't like that reminds me of Trish so that's my way of getting back at her. DIE DIE DIE SLUT...Okie dokie...little bitter...hehehe! Hearts Desire had been begging for Shawn Michaels in this fic, so I let her go after him here...Oooh boy Valentine's Day is coming. I hate that day...