Author's note: I am making an exception on the whole 'all fics finished'
thing. This fic will NOT be finished by the deadline. I do not want to rush
it!
Rock: Ok everyone, stay calm. It's just a dodge ball match!
(Ball flies through air and hits Rock on back of head)
Rock: Get them!
Mr. McMahon: What is going on here!
Mr. Nash: We're having a dodgeball match.
Mr. McMahon: STOP!
(Everyone freezes)
Mr. McMahon: This is a mini-Olympics and there will be NO dodgeball match. 200m contestants LINE UP!
(200m contestants line up. Kurt, Buh-buh, D'von, Spike, Randy Orton and John Cena.)
Mr. McMahon: GO!
(They run, Kurt wins,)
Kurt: I'm an Olympic champion!
(all groan)
HHH: Mr McMahon?
Mr McMahon: Yes Hunter?
HHH: Can I be in the Olympics?
Mr McMahon: You're too old Hunter,
HHH: But SIR!
Mr McMahon: Get back to your class NOW!
(HHH and cronies leave)
***************
Interval
**************
Rock: I'm glad we didn't have to go through with the dodgeball match.
Y2J: I have a plan!
(everyone exchanges worried glances)
Y2J: After this, let's challenge the second grader to another sports festival and if we win they have to leave us alone.
Rock: Let's do better than that, If we win they have to be our slaves until middle school! All: YEAH!
Y2J: Let's ask them tonight!
All: (nervous muttering)
Y2J: Cowardy custards!
Edge: I'll do it!
Christian: I'll go with you!
Y2J: Great, just remember to say "Don't shoot the messenger,"
(Edge and Christian exchange panicked glances)
**********
Later that day
**********
Kurt: I'm an Olympic champion.
Y2J: (aside) I can't believe he won EVERYTHING!
Kurt: One day I'll go in the REAL Olympics and win a gold medal.
Y2J: Yeah right!
Rock: Dream on Pal!
Matt: What a loser!
Lita: Yeah!
Jeff: Where's Mr. Jeffo? I can't find Mr. Jeffo!
(Looks at Matt's feet)
Jeff: MR. JEFFO!
Matt: Oh no!
(Jeff lunges at Matt's feet)
Jeff: Give me Mr. Jeffo back! Your feet smell!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Lita: SHUT UP!
Both: He started it!
**************
Bike sheds
**************
Edge: You go in first,
Christian: YOU GO IN FIRST!
Edge: Wimp!
Christian: I'm NOT a wimp!
(Throws Christian Temper tantrum)
Edge: shhhhhhhh! We'll go in together.
Christian: Okay.
(They go in)
HHH: Yeah?
Edge: We've got a message for you!
HHH: what?
Christian: Don't shoot the messenger!
HHH: Now how did you know that's what I was gonna do?
E&C: GULP!
Edge: We challenge you to a sports competition! If we win you have to be our slaves 'til middle school.
HHH: OK. On one condition.
Edge and Christian: What's that?
HHH: If YOU lose you have to be OUR slaves 'til middle school.
**************
Author's note: There! The next chapter is UP! Hope ya liked it. You may have seen this list before but here are my REASONS TO REVIEW:
A) Loved my fic
B) Think my fic is an insult to all fanfiction.
Own a Blue wonderbra
D) Hate toasted products
E) Want to marry any of the following: Gareth Gates
Duncan from Blue
Robbie Williams
Enrique Inglasius
Anthony from blue
Lee from blue
Simon from Blue
David Boreanaz (That's Angel to all you Buffy fans)
Or Matt/Jeff Hardy from WWE
F) Are bored and can think of nothing better to do
G) Don't know who you are
H) Like fried fish
I) Don't know how to review
J) Can't be bothered to read the rest of this list
K) Think this list is too long
L) Think this list is much too long and a bit pointless
M) Have ever heard the phrase "purple monkey dishwasher"
N) Are drunk
O) knurd erA
P) Can read things backwards
Q) sdrawrof dear t'naC
R) Think we're crazy
S) Ar A Disslexic pursun
T) Think coconuts are funny
U) Like mashed bananas
V) Don't think
W) Aime parler de francais
X) Agree with me that it IS possible to have a bin on the ceiling (and that it is perfects sensible)
Y) Spel fings fonet-tically
Z) Like monkeys
Z2) Want to review solely to point out there is no such letter as Z2
Rock: Ok everyone, stay calm. It's just a dodge ball match!
(Ball flies through air and hits Rock on back of head)
Rock: Get them!
Mr. McMahon: What is going on here!
Mr. Nash: We're having a dodgeball match.
Mr. McMahon: STOP!
(Everyone freezes)
Mr. McMahon: This is a mini-Olympics and there will be NO dodgeball match. 200m contestants LINE UP!
(200m contestants line up. Kurt, Buh-buh, D'von, Spike, Randy Orton and John Cena.)
Mr. McMahon: GO!
(They run, Kurt wins,)
Kurt: I'm an Olympic champion!
(all groan)
HHH: Mr McMahon?
Mr McMahon: Yes Hunter?
HHH: Can I be in the Olympics?
Mr McMahon: You're too old Hunter,
HHH: But SIR!
Mr McMahon: Get back to your class NOW!
(HHH and cronies leave)
***************
Interval
**************
Rock: I'm glad we didn't have to go through with the dodgeball match.
Y2J: I have a plan!
(everyone exchanges worried glances)
Y2J: After this, let's challenge the second grader to another sports festival and if we win they have to leave us alone.
Rock: Let's do better than that, If we win they have to be our slaves until middle school! All: YEAH!
Y2J: Let's ask them tonight!
All: (nervous muttering)
Y2J: Cowardy custards!
Edge: I'll do it!
Christian: I'll go with you!
Y2J: Great, just remember to say "Don't shoot the messenger,"
(Edge and Christian exchange panicked glances)
**********
Later that day
**********
Kurt: I'm an Olympic champion.
Y2J: (aside) I can't believe he won EVERYTHING!
Kurt: One day I'll go in the REAL Olympics and win a gold medal.
Y2J: Yeah right!
Rock: Dream on Pal!
Matt: What a loser!
Lita: Yeah!
Jeff: Where's Mr. Jeffo? I can't find Mr. Jeffo!
(Looks at Matt's feet)
Jeff: MR. JEFFO!
Matt: Oh no!
(Jeff lunges at Matt's feet)
Jeff: Give me Mr. Jeffo back! Your feet smell!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Matt: DO NOT!
Jeff: Do too!
Lita: SHUT UP!
Both: He started it!
**************
Bike sheds
**************
Edge: You go in first,
Christian: YOU GO IN FIRST!
Edge: Wimp!
Christian: I'm NOT a wimp!
(Throws Christian Temper tantrum)
Edge: shhhhhhhh! We'll go in together.
Christian: Okay.
(They go in)
HHH: Yeah?
Edge: We've got a message for you!
HHH: what?
Christian: Don't shoot the messenger!
HHH: Now how did you know that's what I was gonna do?
E&C: GULP!
Edge: We challenge you to a sports competition! If we win you have to be our slaves 'til middle school.
HHH: OK. On one condition.
Edge and Christian: What's that?
HHH: If YOU lose you have to be OUR slaves 'til middle school.
**************
Author's note: There! The next chapter is UP! Hope ya liked it. You may have seen this list before but here are my REASONS TO REVIEW:
A) Loved my fic
B) Think my fic is an insult to all fanfiction.
Own a Blue wonderbra
D) Hate toasted products
E) Want to marry any of the following: Gareth Gates
Duncan from Blue
Robbie Williams
Enrique Inglasius
Anthony from blue
Lee from blue
Simon from Blue
David Boreanaz (That's Angel to all you Buffy fans)
Or Matt/Jeff Hardy from WWE
F) Are bored and can think of nothing better to do
G) Don't know who you are
H) Like fried fish
I) Don't know how to review
J) Can't be bothered to read the rest of this list
K) Think this list is too long
L) Think this list is much too long and a bit pointless
M) Have ever heard the phrase "purple monkey dishwasher"
N) Are drunk
O) knurd erA
P) Can read things backwards
Q) sdrawrof dear t'naC
R) Think we're crazy
S) Ar A Disslexic pursun
T) Think coconuts are funny
U) Like mashed bananas
V) Don't think
W) Aime parler de francais
X) Agree with me that it IS possible to have a bin on the ceiling (and that it is perfects sensible)
Y) Spel fings fonet-tically
Z) Like monkeys
Z2) Want to review solely to point out there is no such letter as Z2