Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or thing from the WWE, or Evanescense. However I do own the original Characters in the story and the plot. Any similarities, real or imagined, are purely coincidental. Or you are just insane. / indicate authors notes.

"Welcome, to The Corner Pub.' The brunette yelled into the microphone, "I will be your bartender, Tabby. And for those of you who don't know, I also own this joint."

Here we are at The Corner Pub; it's a favorite among the locals in the small town of Prince Frederick, Maryland. With pool 12 pool tables, darts, dance floor, jukebox and live bands on the weekends, you couldn't find a better place to go. Now back to the action

"Ok, Please welcome this evenings entertainment, Evanescense." Tabby walked around to the bar and started serving drinks. She loved it when people ordered the house Special. Dirty Bong Water.

Tabby is 22 years old, about 5'11'', Shoulder length brown hair, Hazel green eyes, Pale skin, and an attitude with a short fuse

"Hey, Fran." Tabby yelled at the young blond, "Go and check the pool room and make sure that no one is putting their drinks on my pool tables."

Fran is Tabby's best friend. She is 5'3", with Honey blond hair, hazel green eyes, and skinny as a rail. Fran has a take no shit attitude

"K, I will see what's up." Fran strolled into the pool room. A few minutes later yelling was heard. Fran and a male someone, were going at it. A scream was heard from the man, and a few seconds later, Fran escorted him to the bar. She had his arm locked painfully behind his back.

"Cash out Table 5, this guys done for the night" Fran said. Tabby went and added up his tab and got him out of there. "Good job Fran, you can take off early tonight if ya want." Tabby said

"Nah, think I will just stay around here, besides, looks like someone is checking you out." Fran smiled deviously. She inclined her head towards a very handsome man with multi coloured hair.(Guess who?)

"Hmm, nice looking out Fran, but he seems a little spacey to me." Tabby said, cleaning a non-existent spot on the counter. "Besides, what do I need with a man, when I have the bar?"

Ok kiddies, this is just a spur of the moment thing. But I need your help. I need you to read and review. And be gentle, after all, I am a virgin at this. Tell me what you think. And maybe I can kick my little pain the ass plot ghost into giving me some inspiration. Thanx