"Come on Rock, you're up next!" Jericho called, banging on the locker
room door of The Rock after he came out of his match, he even did a promo
using the Spanish he'd just re-learned and got a great pop from the crowd.
Jericho began to walk off panting, but when Rocky didn't answer his knock,
he knew something was up. "Dwayne?" He went in. "What's the matter, you
look like you've got some monkey on your ass." He joked.
"Heh." Rock laughed slightly from his sullen state.
"Come on man, what's up?" Jericho sat down next to the slumped wrestler.
"Well, my wife just called." Rock rubbed his hand over his head.
"And?" Jericho went for him to go on.
"I, I have a daughter." He finished, choking on his words.
"Oh my god." Jericho leaned back and looked at him with a dropped jaw. "Uh, should I say congratulations?"
"I dunno, I guess." Rock sighed. "But, but I never expected to have kids this early." He looked at Jericho. "Uh, no offense."
"Non taken." Jericho smirked and Rock grinned a bit. They always joked with each other about being gay and stuff, it's a kind of fun joke all the wrestlers have.
"I didn't plan to for at least a few more years." Rock sighed. "I mean, what kind of environment is it for a little girl to grow up like this in?"
"Ask Vince and Stephanie." Jericho joked.
"Hey!" Rock playfully punched him.
"Well, don't get me wrong man, but didn't you grow up in that environment yourself?" Jericho added.
"You know what?" Rock looked up. "You're right, maybe I can do this after all."
"Hey, you're actually talking to the wrong guy here." Jericho held up his hands. "I don't even have kids and who knows if I ever will."
"Oh." Rock looked away, feeling bad again. Jericho frowned at himself.
"I'm sorry, I can try to be of some kind of help." Jericho tried to smile. "Hey, you know what?" Rock looked up at him. "I bet if you talk to guys like Undertaker, Kurt Angle, Shawn Michaels, you know, guys who have kids right now, they'd be able to."
"You think?" Rock raised his eyebrow.
"Yea, who knows more about growing up in this business than Vince, I mean, just look at their family tree." Jericho hinted.
"You're right you know." Rock smiled at himself, embarrassed.
"And I'm sure he'll give you time off to be with your wife and little girl." Jericho put a hand around the new daddy. "And tell your wife I said hi."
"I will." Rock grinned. "And tell your wife I said sorry."
"Sorry, why?" Jericho cocked his head.
"Sorry that you're paired up with a gay looser like Chris." Rock laughed.
"Hey!" Jericho shoved him and they started to laugh and joke around again.
"I bet you're married but still a virgin while she's not." Rock laughed hard.
"Hey man!" Jericho threw The Rock shirt at him. "That's cold below the belt."
"Hurry up Rock man, you're late!" A voice yelled, it was Rocks opponent Edge.
"Oh sorry." Rock called and picked up his Rock shirt on the floor. "Gotta go bro."
"Later." Jericho nodded.
"Oh and Chris?" Rock turned as he opened the door to find his Edge waiting.
"What?" Jericho turned around.
"Thanks man, thanks for everything." Rock grinned and Jericho smiled back. The two headed to the gorilla position.
"What's up with you and Chris all of a sudden?" Edge asked.
"Oh haven't you heard, he's got a new nice guy attitude lately, and he really is quite helpful." Rock replied. "I'll tell you about it later."
"Ok." Edge said as his music hit. "See ya in the ring." He put on his glasses and went out into the mist. Jericho heard most of the conversation and laughed to himself.
"Yup, I think I like it." Jericho grinned to himself as he walked off.
"And so do I." Hogan turned around the corner after Jericho left. He laughed slightly.
"What's he up to?" RVD wondered, seeing Hogan going off to follow Jericho. "Whatever." He just shrugged to himself and walked off. Hogan found Jericho in his locker room and came in.
"Hey, can we talk?" Hogan asked as Jericho finished cleaning up his mess.
"Oh, sure thing man." Jericho grinned and turned around. "What's up?"
"Well," Hogan began. "You know what it's like."
"Yea. wait, what? Do I?" Jericho was confused already.
"Oh, you know, to be a rock star." Hogan replied.
"Ah, to shay." Jericho nodded and brushed his bangs out of his face.
"Well, I'm in kind of a jam here." Hogan rubbed over his bandana.
"What is it, writers block, laryngitis?" Jericho asked. "I get that a lot."
"No, I'm short one guy and we're going to perform." Hogan said.
"Oh cool! When?" Jericho grinned.
"This Sunday." Hogan sighed.
"Oh that charity gig for those kids?" Jericho nodded. "Too bad Fozzy couldn't do something like that. That'd be pretty cool ya know?"
"Well, they can, that's what I'm asking for." Hogan replied.
"What?" Jericho turned to him.
"I need you, I need Fozzy. I need a singer." Hogan said seriously.
"Whoa really? But we don't know any of the others songs." Jericho gulped.
"We can learn each others, we can do one of your songs and one of mine. That way we can make it the best day for those kids, eeeever!" Hogan imitated Jericho.
"Alright brother!" Jericho began to imitated Hogan. "So whatcha gonna do, brother." He began to pump up and spoke with a Hogan type voice. "Whatcha gonna do when Hogan and Jericho run wild all over you!" They slapped high fives. "I'm so in!"
"Great man, I'll go tell Vince." Hogan grinned, just as excited as Chris was now.
"Right, bro. Uh, I mean brother." Jericho smirked, imitating him again. Hogan grinned and left. "Wow, this is gonna be so cool!" Jericho giggled to himself like a giddy little schoolgirl. That night at the hotel, Hogan came to Jericho's room.
"Here's the lyrics to my song." Hogan handed him the paper.
"And here's the music scale to my song." Jericho handed him a paper.
"Thanks, this is gonna be good." Hogan laughed.
"It sure as hell will!" Jericho grinned. That morning, they left early on a plane to New York. The show was at a hospital but it had a big cafeteria with a transferable stage.
"Alright everyone, we have a very special treat for you all today. Fozzy featuring Hulk Hogan!" The announcer said and everyone in the hospital cheered, and anyone who wasn't in the room at the time ran in to get a view or at least hear this spectacle.
"Thank you, we're gonna do two songs for ya, so enjoy!" Hogan said and the crowd cheered. Hogan began on his guitar and Jericho sang the lyrics to Hogan's chosen song American Made. Then they did Jericho's chosen song, With The Fire. After the show, the crowd went nuts and Hogan and Jericho gave a bow.
"Wow, that was great!" Jericho panted. "I'm really pumped up for my match now!" The WWE was doing a PPV in Long Island later on that night.
"Thanks brother, I couldn't have done it without you." Hogan patted his back.
"Ditto man." Jericho put a hand on his shoulder. "Good luck out there."
"You too." Hogan grinned and they went to get suited up for later on.
"And now the main event." The ring announcer said. "For the WWE Undisputed Champion title." The music began. "Introducing the challenger, Chris Jericho!" The crowd began to cheer as the other music hit. "And the champion, Hulk Hogan!" The two stared at each other in the ring and the crowd was going nuts. The ref called for the starting bell and the two began to circle each other. Jericho smiled a bit and Hogan grinned back a little. And so the match took place and Hogan retained his title.
"Heh." Rock laughed slightly from his sullen state.
"Come on man, what's up?" Jericho sat down next to the slumped wrestler.
"Well, my wife just called." Rock rubbed his hand over his head.
"And?" Jericho went for him to go on.
"I, I have a daughter." He finished, choking on his words.
"Oh my god." Jericho leaned back and looked at him with a dropped jaw. "Uh, should I say congratulations?"
"I dunno, I guess." Rock sighed. "But, but I never expected to have kids this early." He looked at Jericho. "Uh, no offense."
"Non taken." Jericho smirked and Rock grinned a bit. They always joked with each other about being gay and stuff, it's a kind of fun joke all the wrestlers have.
"I didn't plan to for at least a few more years." Rock sighed. "I mean, what kind of environment is it for a little girl to grow up like this in?"
"Ask Vince and Stephanie." Jericho joked.
"Hey!" Rock playfully punched him.
"Well, don't get me wrong man, but didn't you grow up in that environment yourself?" Jericho added.
"You know what?" Rock looked up. "You're right, maybe I can do this after all."
"Hey, you're actually talking to the wrong guy here." Jericho held up his hands. "I don't even have kids and who knows if I ever will."
"Oh." Rock looked away, feeling bad again. Jericho frowned at himself.
"I'm sorry, I can try to be of some kind of help." Jericho tried to smile. "Hey, you know what?" Rock looked up at him. "I bet if you talk to guys like Undertaker, Kurt Angle, Shawn Michaels, you know, guys who have kids right now, they'd be able to."
"You think?" Rock raised his eyebrow.
"Yea, who knows more about growing up in this business than Vince, I mean, just look at their family tree." Jericho hinted.
"You're right you know." Rock smiled at himself, embarrassed.
"And I'm sure he'll give you time off to be with your wife and little girl." Jericho put a hand around the new daddy. "And tell your wife I said hi."
"I will." Rock grinned. "And tell your wife I said sorry."
"Sorry, why?" Jericho cocked his head.
"Sorry that you're paired up with a gay looser like Chris." Rock laughed.
"Hey!" Jericho shoved him and they started to laugh and joke around again.
"I bet you're married but still a virgin while she's not." Rock laughed hard.
"Hey man!" Jericho threw The Rock shirt at him. "That's cold below the belt."
"Hurry up Rock man, you're late!" A voice yelled, it was Rocks opponent Edge.
"Oh sorry." Rock called and picked up his Rock shirt on the floor. "Gotta go bro."
"Later." Jericho nodded.
"Oh and Chris?" Rock turned as he opened the door to find his Edge waiting.
"What?" Jericho turned around.
"Thanks man, thanks for everything." Rock grinned and Jericho smiled back. The two headed to the gorilla position.
"What's up with you and Chris all of a sudden?" Edge asked.
"Oh haven't you heard, he's got a new nice guy attitude lately, and he really is quite helpful." Rock replied. "I'll tell you about it later."
"Ok." Edge said as his music hit. "See ya in the ring." He put on his glasses and went out into the mist. Jericho heard most of the conversation and laughed to himself.
"Yup, I think I like it." Jericho grinned to himself as he walked off.
"And so do I." Hogan turned around the corner after Jericho left. He laughed slightly.
"What's he up to?" RVD wondered, seeing Hogan going off to follow Jericho. "Whatever." He just shrugged to himself and walked off. Hogan found Jericho in his locker room and came in.
"Hey, can we talk?" Hogan asked as Jericho finished cleaning up his mess.
"Oh, sure thing man." Jericho grinned and turned around. "What's up?"
"Well," Hogan began. "You know what it's like."
"Yea. wait, what? Do I?" Jericho was confused already.
"Oh, you know, to be a rock star." Hogan replied.
"Ah, to shay." Jericho nodded and brushed his bangs out of his face.
"Well, I'm in kind of a jam here." Hogan rubbed over his bandana.
"What is it, writers block, laryngitis?" Jericho asked. "I get that a lot."
"No, I'm short one guy and we're going to perform." Hogan said.
"Oh cool! When?" Jericho grinned.
"This Sunday." Hogan sighed.
"Oh that charity gig for those kids?" Jericho nodded. "Too bad Fozzy couldn't do something like that. That'd be pretty cool ya know?"
"Well, they can, that's what I'm asking for." Hogan replied.
"What?" Jericho turned to him.
"I need you, I need Fozzy. I need a singer." Hogan said seriously.
"Whoa really? But we don't know any of the others songs." Jericho gulped.
"We can learn each others, we can do one of your songs and one of mine. That way we can make it the best day for those kids, eeeever!" Hogan imitated Jericho.
"Alright brother!" Jericho began to imitated Hogan. "So whatcha gonna do, brother." He began to pump up and spoke with a Hogan type voice. "Whatcha gonna do when Hogan and Jericho run wild all over you!" They slapped high fives. "I'm so in!"
"Great man, I'll go tell Vince." Hogan grinned, just as excited as Chris was now.
"Right, bro. Uh, I mean brother." Jericho smirked, imitating him again. Hogan grinned and left. "Wow, this is gonna be so cool!" Jericho giggled to himself like a giddy little schoolgirl. That night at the hotel, Hogan came to Jericho's room.
"Here's the lyrics to my song." Hogan handed him the paper.
"And here's the music scale to my song." Jericho handed him a paper.
"Thanks, this is gonna be good." Hogan laughed.
"It sure as hell will!" Jericho grinned. That morning, they left early on a plane to New York. The show was at a hospital but it had a big cafeteria with a transferable stage.
"Alright everyone, we have a very special treat for you all today. Fozzy featuring Hulk Hogan!" The announcer said and everyone in the hospital cheered, and anyone who wasn't in the room at the time ran in to get a view or at least hear this spectacle.
"Thank you, we're gonna do two songs for ya, so enjoy!" Hogan said and the crowd cheered. Hogan began on his guitar and Jericho sang the lyrics to Hogan's chosen song American Made. Then they did Jericho's chosen song, With The Fire. After the show, the crowd went nuts and Hogan and Jericho gave a bow.
"Wow, that was great!" Jericho panted. "I'm really pumped up for my match now!" The WWE was doing a PPV in Long Island later on that night.
"Thanks brother, I couldn't have done it without you." Hogan patted his back.
"Ditto man." Jericho put a hand on his shoulder. "Good luck out there."
"You too." Hogan grinned and they went to get suited up for later on.
"And now the main event." The ring announcer said. "For the WWE Undisputed Champion title." The music began. "Introducing the challenger, Chris Jericho!" The crowd began to cheer as the other music hit. "And the champion, Hulk Hogan!" The two stared at each other in the ring and the crowd was going nuts. The ref called for the starting bell and the two began to circle each other. Jericho smiled a bit and Hogan grinned back a little. And so the match took place and Hogan retained his title.