~ Part 3 ~
Lita didn't bother to knock; she just walked into Bischoff's office and then froze.
Eric was sitting at his desk, and opposite him sat Terri and Stacy. The two girls turned to look at her when the door had opened and they both developed a surprised look. Lita wanted to laugh at the expressions on their faces, but instead just smiled and spoke.
"Mr Bischoff, I brought you a coffee.if you want I could come back later?" Now Lita wanted to laugh even more at the thought of the two divas thinking that *she* was brown-nosing the boss.
Eric smiled, taking the coffee and gestured to the two women. "No we're just about done here. Enjoy your 'paddle on the pole' match tonight ladies."
Terri smiled slightly at Lita on the way out. Stacy however, gave Bischoff a peck on the cheek, then walked past Lita, looking the woman up and down as though she were nothing.
Lita scowled, slamming the door shut and flopped onto one of the two black sofas, making herself comfortable.
"That creature better not be my new step mother Eric." Lita giggled as she watched her father wipe his cheek, with disgust written all over his face.
"That slut? The only thing she's good for is T&A.actually make that L&A." Bischoff smiled at his daughter, as she chuckled at his comment. He knew that Lita couldn't stand Stacy Keibler, and that was the exact reason he'd put the woman in a humiliating 'gimmick' match tonight. Terri was just an afterthought.
"That was a good one. But I swear, if you ever put me in a 'paddle on the pole' match, or especially in a 'HLA' match, I will put myself up for adoption." Lita grinned.
"I can safely say that I will never put you in a match like those, sweetie, you're too good a wrestler for that." Eric stated.
"Aw thanks daddy." The diva said sweetly and the general manager rolled his eyes. "So what's the plan Eric? Are we going to take out the competition like we did before?" Lita said, her eyes lighting up at the very thought of what had happened to ECW. The look on Paul Heyman's face when he'd had his company go bankrupt, had been priceless.
Bischoff smiled evilly. "ECW had it coming, but a lot has changed since then. Hey, I'm even friends with Paul Heyman now, and I've already got him working on a team that will help destroy Smackdown, from right under Stephanie McMahon's nose and she doesn't even know it." He laughed.
"You mean Team Angle? The Big Show? A-Train?" Lita exclaimed, amazement evident in her voice. "Wow dad! That's great. When are we going to strike?"
Bischoff shook his head, tapping his fingers on his desk. "Not yet. We can't rush into this. We need more wrestlers, and we need more inside information. That's where *you* come in."
Lita frowned for a minute, and then realisation crossed her features. "You want me to pretend to become friends with Stephanie McMahon."
".And pass on any information that may be of relevance to Smackdown or even Raw." Bischoff finished. Everything was working out better than expected. "I have a match for you tonight."
"You do?" the diva said enthusiastically, moving to sit opposite Eric.
"Yeah, an intergender tag match, and there are two titles on the line, so if either you or your partner pin, then you both win titles."
"Um.okay dad, so I know I'm fighting Trish for the womens title, but who are the guys involved in the match?" She wondered aloud, raising an eyebrow.
"It's going to be for the Intercontinental championship, so RVD is teaming with Trish, and well considering that he deserves a rematch, your partner will be Chris Jericho." Bischoff declared and watched as his daughter's eyes widened.
Wow. Chris Jericho huh? She had only ever teamed with him once and they had won then. Although they were friends.no acquaintances back then, way before Jericho had turned into a jackass. King of the world? Isn't that what he called himself now? Great.
"Um.that's great." Lita smiled slightly, "I'd better go get ready."
~
On hearing the diva's words the man hurried away from the door and hid around a corner. He couldn't believe everything he'd just heard. More importantly, he couldn't believe whom he'd just heard those words from. Now all he had to do was decide what *he* was going to do about all of this, if he *could* do anything that was.
~ End part 3~
Lita didn't bother to knock; she just walked into Bischoff's office and then froze.
Eric was sitting at his desk, and opposite him sat Terri and Stacy. The two girls turned to look at her when the door had opened and they both developed a surprised look. Lita wanted to laugh at the expressions on their faces, but instead just smiled and spoke.
"Mr Bischoff, I brought you a coffee.if you want I could come back later?" Now Lita wanted to laugh even more at the thought of the two divas thinking that *she* was brown-nosing the boss.
Eric smiled, taking the coffee and gestured to the two women. "No we're just about done here. Enjoy your 'paddle on the pole' match tonight ladies."
Terri smiled slightly at Lita on the way out. Stacy however, gave Bischoff a peck on the cheek, then walked past Lita, looking the woman up and down as though she were nothing.
Lita scowled, slamming the door shut and flopped onto one of the two black sofas, making herself comfortable.
"That creature better not be my new step mother Eric." Lita giggled as she watched her father wipe his cheek, with disgust written all over his face.
"That slut? The only thing she's good for is T&A.actually make that L&A." Bischoff smiled at his daughter, as she chuckled at his comment. He knew that Lita couldn't stand Stacy Keibler, and that was the exact reason he'd put the woman in a humiliating 'gimmick' match tonight. Terri was just an afterthought.
"That was a good one. But I swear, if you ever put me in a 'paddle on the pole' match, or especially in a 'HLA' match, I will put myself up for adoption." Lita grinned.
"I can safely say that I will never put you in a match like those, sweetie, you're too good a wrestler for that." Eric stated.
"Aw thanks daddy." The diva said sweetly and the general manager rolled his eyes. "So what's the plan Eric? Are we going to take out the competition like we did before?" Lita said, her eyes lighting up at the very thought of what had happened to ECW. The look on Paul Heyman's face when he'd had his company go bankrupt, had been priceless.
Bischoff smiled evilly. "ECW had it coming, but a lot has changed since then. Hey, I'm even friends with Paul Heyman now, and I've already got him working on a team that will help destroy Smackdown, from right under Stephanie McMahon's nose and she doesn't even know it." He laughed.
"You mean Team Angle? The Big Show? A-Train?" Lita exclaimed, amazement evident in her voice. "Wow dad! That's great. When are we going to strike?"
Bischoff shook his head, tapping his fingers on his desk. "Not yet. We can't rush into this. We need more wrestlers, and we need more inside information. That's where *you* come in."
Lita frowned for a minute, and then realisation crossed her features. "You want me to pretend to become friends with Stephanie McMahon."
".And pass on any information that may be of relevance to Smackdown or even Raw." Bischoff finished. Everything was working out better than expected. "I have a match for you tonight."
"You do?" the diva said enthusiastically, moving to sit opposite Eric.
"Yeah, an intergender tag match, and there are two titles on the line, so if either you or your partner pin, then you both win titles."
"Um.okay dad, so I know I'm fighting Trish for the womens title, but who are the guys involved in the match?" She wondered aloud, raising an eyebrow.
"It's going to be for the Intercontinental championship, so RVD is teaming with Trish, and well considering that he deserves a rematch, your partner will be Chris Jericho." Bischoff declared and watched as his daughter's eyes widened.
Wow. Chris Jericho huh? She had only ever teamed with him once and they had won then. Although they were friends.no acquaintances back then, way before Jericho had turned into a jackass. King of the world? Isn't that what he called himself now? Great.
"Um.that's great." Lita smiled slightly, "I'd better go get ready."
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On hearing the diva's words the man hurried away from the door and hid around a corner. He couldn't believe everything he'd just heard. More importantly, he couldn't believe whom he'd just heard those words from. Now all he had to do was decide what *he* was going to do about all of this, if he *could* do anything that was.
~ End part 3~