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Disclaimer: Nevermind.Oh yeah. To a good friend: You are DEFINITELY gonna like this chapter :)
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"I'm here!"
"Hi Gabrielle. Why didn't tell anybody you were coming?"
"Aunt Donnie, don't ask. Those old bats just sent me off."
"You're talking about your grandparents."
"I know. All they wanted was Carrie and Caleb. They wanted me gone, so they sent me off with 600 dollars, and a note. I bought a plane ticket, with help of one of my friend's parents, and here I am."
"This is crazy. Are you sure about this?"
"Oh yeah. They withdrew me from school and everything. I have my papers in the bag."
"Gabby, don't lie to me. What happened?"
"That is what happened. Mrs. Slattery wants you to call her when I got here. She bought the ticket."
People, you don't have to ask what happened next. I called this Mrs. Slattery woman, to see what the hell was going on.
"Hi. I heard so much about you."
"Likewise. I just wanted to let you know that Gabrielle is here safe and sound."
"Thanks. I was getting worried abour her. She is such a lovely girl, and it's unfortunate that it had to be like this."
"M'am?...."
"Please, call be Tammy."
"Ok. Tammy, Gabrielle gave me quite a story over here."
"And, she wasn't lying about anything. I live right next door to them. I would say that it's about the money, but I don't to be rude."
"Not at all. If you can shed a bit of insight of what I'm getting into, please, shed on."
"If you insist. Well, when their parents passed on, and the kids went to live with them, they only wanted the last two children. They think that she would be a problem because she was close to her dad."
"Ok, what's exactly wrong with that?"
"I know. Their mother wasn't exactly stable, forgive me. Gabrielle was, and still is bitter behind her just abandoning them. The girl needs help, and you're doing the right thing by letting her be with you and her brother."
"Thank you. I hope it all works out for the best."
"It will. She stayed with us for the past six months, and she is wonderful. She just needs to have family around her who won't throw her away."
"That's true. Well, I now have a housefull of kids. It was nice chatting with you. May we do it again sometime."
"I would like that. By the way, you wouldn't be related to that wrestler Sean O'Haire, would you?"
"I'm married to him. Almost 16 years."
"Oh wow! This is so bizzare. I never knew that you were who you were. I'm honored."
"Pleasure is all mine."
"You are one lucky woman to be married to a hottie like him."
"Oh my. Thanks. I'll talk to you again soon. I'll have Gabby call you."
"Sure thing. Bye."
click
Damn. That kid is screwed. I know now, that she haas no choice but to stay with us.
"Ok. Chrissy. Here's the deal. You can stay here with us. But, you have to follow house rules."
"No problem."
"Let me be clear on this. Since you are only 15, your curfew is at Ten, not a second later. No boyfriends, and I am a schoolhound, so your grades must be over 85. Can you do that?"
"I'm an....."
"I know. You're an Irvine. That doesn't exclude you. Eventhough there are maids in this house, you are still responsible for chores. You, Seanny and C.J take turns on the Rec Room, the kitchen, and you must do your room."
"That's easy. I can do that much."
"Ok. The first time you don't, you'll be grounded for a month."
"Fine by me. Where's my room?"
"Go upstairs and pick one."
"Oh yeah. Aunt Donnielle?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks alot." and she gave me a hug. She ran to join the boys, who was still online. I just took it upon myself to get a bit of air.
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It's that time again. Months went by, and we decided to have a get- together. All the guys were home from Australia, and alot has happened since then.
"Hey Shawn. Get the beer!"
"Kev, why is it everytime we come here, I'm always doing the beer run?"
"Come on, little buddy."
"Oh no. You want the beer, ask Steiner to get it."
"Why me? I'm trying to score with chicks here. Send Cena to get it."
"Hell no, hommie. I ain't gettin shit. I got it last time. Yo, go get O'Haire. It's his house, son."
"Yo Sean! Get the beer."
"It's all over there! All you have to do, is walk your lazy asses over there and get it."
"We got lag, man."
"We all got lag. Speaking of that, has anybody seen Andrew?"
"Yeah. He said that he had to pick up his girl, and then he'll be on his way."
"Who is it this year?"
"You guys are brutal. He doesn't change them every year. More like every nine months."
"Donnie. I'm shocked at you."
"It's the truth. Her name is Tara, I think. He met her in Toronto last year."
"Word? Who else is gettin' hitched?"
"John, speaking like you just left a rap video, you won't be anytime soon."
"Whatever, Donnie. You got your man, and I'm just hangin'"
"So are your shorts. Pick them up, I have teenagers in here!"
"Yes, mom! Hahaha."
As you can see, We are all having fun. The usual suspects are here. Kevin and Tristan, who is home from college. Rob, Sonya and their daughter Amber. Shawn, Rebecca, Cameron and Jasmine. Also at the house, is Brock with a very pregnant Trish, Peter and Torrie, Scott Rechsteiner, as well as Hall, Jay, Adam, John Cena and Steve Williams. When Andrew came in the house with Tara, our jaws dropped. I couldn't help but notice the boulder on her left hand, under a platinum wedding band, with Drew having the matching band on. Somebody had some explaining to do.
"Yo Drew! I know you didn't get married, and didn't tell us!"
"We eloped. Isn't that romantic?"
"Dude, you could have warned us. We could have threw you a ball and chain party."
"It wasn't his fault, guys. He proposed to me, and I said yeah, let's do it right now! I thought he was kidding. An hour later, we were man and wife."
"Aw. How sweet. Andrew settled down. And with a fine one at that. Well, I'm giving my congrats, as well as a gift of wisdom. Don't let her go, Drew!"
"I'm not. She's my devilish little diva."
"Oh, Andrew. Not in front of everybody. You're making me blush."
"Thanks, Donnie."
"Whatever. I hope you guys are hungry."
Everybody was getting their share of food, when Paul and Stephanie Levesque showed up with their baby daughter, Athena.
"Hey Donnie, look who's here." Shane Brandon McMahon was standing at the patio door. Just divorced from his shrew of a wife Marissa, he has looking much better from the last I saw him. The guys totally flipped.
"Shaneo! What's up, man?"
"Chillin. I'm here to eat, and score! Where's the beer? Couldn't drink one of them before."
"That's right, man. Drink up! In fact, drink one for the Gipper."
"Fuck the Gipper! That asshole is dead and stinkin'!"
"I heard that." And they all laughed. As everything kept going on, Sean had to go there. You'll see. He needs to tarred and feathered for what he did to me.
"Hey Donnie, did you tell them yet?"
"Tell them what?"
"Yeah. Tell us what?"
"Sean....not....now."
"Sean, what is it? We wanna know."
"I have no choice but to tell them, Donnie."
"Sean, I swear! If you open your mou......"
"Donnie's pregnant!!!"
Everybody was so happy. Trish started crying. And that is when it all started.
"Sit down. Why didn't you tell me, I would have done all of this. You sit here."
"Steph, I'm fine."
"No, you are not. You have to take it easy, you know. How far along are you?"
"About two months."
"What? And you didn't tell anybody? Donnie, that is not cool."
"In case anybody noticed, I have had bad luck in the conception department. I just wanted to wait until everything is going smoothly."
"And it is. We found out everything's in place, and nothing can go wrong. Just as long as she doesn't get worked up."
"Sweet, Sean."
"Hey Shawn? Would you do the honors of being....."
"You don't have to ask, kid."
"Since we are all in the telling mood, why don't we just tell everybody how this child was conceived.!"
"Yes! Porn."
"SHUT UP, BROCK!"
"I was only kidding, geez."
"Anyways, there's something else. Chris's kids are living with us, and little Chris decided to start training."
"C.J.? You're gonna start training?"
"Yeah. I'm trying to go to Duke on a wrestling scholarship. I've been doing the amateur thing for almost 5 years. I won trophies and stuff, but I just gave them away because if my dad couldn't see them, then it wasn't worth it."
"Aw, Chris. Your father was always proud of you, all of you. He showed us every picture."
"Every clipping."
"Yo, he even taped a few of your matches, man."
"What? He was there?"
"Yeah, when you thought he wasn't there."
"Man. I feel really low right now. You guys think it's a good idea?"
John took that as an invite to put him in a headlock, which he got out of. He moved just like his dad. It was like watching his old tapes. Everything is coming full circle. Yes, I'm pregnant! Yippee!
Disclaimer: Nevermind.Oh yeah. To a good friend: You are DEFINITELY gonna like this chapter :)
**************
"I'm here!"
"Hi Gabrielle. Why didn't tell anybody you were coming?"
"Aunt Donnie, don't ask. Those old bats just sent me off."
"You're talking about your grandparents."
"I know. All they wanted was Carrie and Caleb. They wanted me gone, so they sent me off with 600 dollars, and a note. I bought a plane ticket, with help of one of my friend's parents, and here I am."
"This is crazy. Are you sure about this?"
"Oh yeah. They withdrew me from school and everything. I have my papers in the bag."
"Gabby, don't lie to me. What happened?"
"That is what happened. Mrs. Slattery wants you to call her when I got here. She bought the ticket."
People, you don't have to ask what happened next. I called this Mrs. Slattery woman, to see what the hell was going on.
"Hi. I heard so much about you."
"Likewise. I just wanted to let you know that Gabrielle is here safe and sound."
"Thanks. I was getting worried abour her. She is such a lovely girl, and it's unfortunate that it had to be like this."
"M'am?...."
"Please, call be Tammy."
"Ok. Tammy, Gabrielle gave me quite a story over here."
"And, she wasn't lying about anything. I live right next door to them. I would say that it's about the money, but I don't to be rude."
"Not at all. If you can shed a bit of insight of what I'm getting into, please, shed on."
"If you insist. Well, when their parents passed on, and the kids went to live with them, they only wanted the last two children. They think that she would be a problem because she was close to her dad."
"Ok, what's exactly wrong with that?"
"I know. Their mother wasn't exactly stable, forgive me. Gabrielle was, and still is bitter behind her just abandoning them. The girl needs help, and you're doing the right thing by letting her be with you and her brother."
"Thank you. I hope it all works out for the best."
"It will. She stayed with us for the past six months, and she is wonderful. She just needs to have family around her who won't throw her away."
"That's true. Well, I now have a housefull of kids. It was nice chatting with you. May we do it again sometime."
"I would like that. By the way, you wouldn't be related to that wrestler Sean O'Haire, would you?"
"I'm married to him. Almost 16 years."
"Oh wow! This is so bizzare. I never knew that you were who you were. I'm honored."
"Pleasure is all mine."
"You are one lucky woman to be married to a hottie like him."
"Oh my. Thanks. I'll talk to you again soon. I'll have Gabby call you."
"Sure thing. Bye."
click
Damn. That kid is screwed. I know now, that she haas no choice but to stay with us.
"Ok. Chrissy. Here's the deal. You can stay here with us. But, you have to follow house rules."
"No problem."
"Let me be clear on this. Since you are only 15, your curfew is at Ten, not a second later. No boyfriends, and I am a schoolhound, so your grades must be over 85. Can you do that?"
"I'm an....."
"I know. You're an Irvine. That doesn't exclude you. Eventhough there are maids in this house, you are still responsible for chores. You, Seanny and C.J take turns on the Rec Room, the kitchen, and you must do your room."
"That's easy. I can do that much."
"Ok. The first time you don't, you'll be grounded for a month."
"Fine by me. Where's my room?"
"Go upstairs and pick one."
"Oh yeah. Aunt Donnielle?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks alot." and she gave me a hug. She ran to join the boys, who was still online. I just took it upon myself to get a bit of air.
**************
It's that time again. Months went by, and we decided to have a get- together. All the guys were home from Australia, and alot has happened since then.
"Hey Shawn. Get the beer!"
"Kev, why is it everytime we come here, I'm always doing the beer run?"
"Come on, little buddy."
"Oh no. You want the beer, ask Steiner to get it."
"Why me? I'm trying to score with chicks here. Send Cena to get it."
"Hell no, hommie. I ain't gettin shit. I got it last time. Yo, go get O'Haire. It's his house, son."
"Yo Sean! Get the beer."
"It's all over there! All you have to do, is walk your lazy asses over there and get it."
"We got lag, man."
"We all got lag. Speaking of that, has anybody seen Andrew?"
"Yeah. He said that he had to pick up his girl, and then he'll be on his way."
"Who is it this year?"
"You guys are brutal. He doesn't change them every year. More like every nine months."
"Donnie. I'm shocked at you."
"It's the truth. Her name is Tara, I think. He met her in Toronto last year."
"Word? Who else is gettin' hitched?"
"John, speaking like you just left a rap video, you won't be anytime soon."
"Whatever, Donnie. You got your man, and I'm just hangin'"
"So are your shorts. Pick them up, I have teenagers in here!"
"Yes, mom! Hahaha."
As you can see, We are all having fun. The usual suspects are here. Kevin and Tristan, who is home from college. Rob, Sonya and their daughter Amber. Shawn, Rebecca, Cameron and Jasmine. Also at the house, is Brock with a very pregnant Trish, Peter and Torrie, Scott Rechsteiner, as well as Hall, Jay, Adam, John Cena and Steve Williams. When Andrew came in the house with Tara, our jaws dropped. I couldn't help but notice the boulder on her left hand, under a platinum wedding band, with Drew having the matching band on. Somebody had some explaining to do.
"Yo Drew! I know you didn't get married, and didn't tell us!"
"We eloped. Isn't that romantic?"
"Dude, you could have warned us. We could have threw you a ball and chain party."
"It wasn't his fault, guys. He proposed to me, and I said yeah, let's do it right now! I thought he was kidding. An hour later, we were man and wife."
"Aw. How sweet. Andrew settled down. And with a fine one at that. Well, I'm giving my congrats, as well as a gift of wisdom. Don't let her go, Drew!"
"I'm not. She's my devilish little diva."
"Oh, Andrew. Not in front of everybody. You're making me blush."
"Thanks, Donnie."
"Whatever. I hope you guys are hungry."
Everybody was getting their share of food, when Paul and Stephanie Levesque showed up with their baby daughter, Athena.
"Hey Donnie, look who's here." Shane Brandon McMahon was standing at the patio door. Just divorced from his shrew of a wife Marissa, he has looking much better from the last I saw him. The guys totally flipped.
"Shaneo! What's up, man?"
"Chillin. I'm here to eat, and score! Where's the beer? Couldn't drink one of them before."
"That's right, man. Drink up! In fact, drink one for the Gipper."
"Fuck the Gipper! That asshole is dead and stinkin'!"
"I heard that." And they all laughed. As everything kept going on, Sean had to go there. You'll see. He needs to tarred and feathered for what he did to me.
"Hey Donnie, did you tell them yet?"
"Tell them what?"
"Yeah. Tell us what?"
"Sean....not....now."
"Sean, what is it? We wanna know."
"I have no choice but to tell them, Donnie."
"Sean, I swear! If you open your mou......"
"Donnie's pregnant!!!"
Everybody was so happy. Trish started crying. And that is when it all started.
"Sit down. Why didn't you tell me, I would have done all of this. You sit here."
"Steph, I'm fine."
"No, you are not. You have to take it easy, you know. How far along are you?"
"About two months."
"What? And you didn't tell anybody? Donnie, that is not cool."
"In case anybody noticed, I have had bad luck in the conception department. I just wanted to wait until everything is going smoothly."
"And it is. We found out everything's in place, and nothing can go wrong. Just as long as she doesn't get worked up."
"Sweet, Sean."
"Hey Shawn? Would you do the honors of being....."
"You don't have to ask, kid."
"Since we are all in the telling mood, why don't we just tell everybody how this child was conceived.!"
"Yes! Porn."
"SHUT UP, BROCK!"
"I was only kidding, geez."
"Anyways, there's something else. Chris's kids are living with us, and little Chris decided to start training."
"C.J.? You're gonna start training?"
"Yeah. I'm trying to go to Duke on a wrestling scholarship. I've been doing the amateur thing for almost 5 years. I won trophies and stuff, but I just gave them away because if my dad couldn't see them, then it wasn't worth it."
"Aw, Chris. Your father was always proud of you, all of you. He showed us every picture."
"Every clipping."
"Yo, he even taped a few of your matches, man."
"What? He was there?"
"Yeah, when you thought he wasn't there."
"Man. I feel really low right now. You guys think it's a good idea?"
John took that as an invite to put him in a headlock, which he got out of. He moved just like his dad. It was like watching his old tapes. Everything is coming full circle. Yes, I'm pregnant! Yippee!
