~Part 5~
He walked into the locker room where he found one of his team-mates, perching on bench, and rushed to sit down beside the larger man, who nodded his head in a welcoming gesture.
"You'll never believe what I just found out." He said, shaking his head, still in amazement at what he'd overheard. The other man glanced at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What?" He asked curiously, sitting up slightly.
"You know that Lita chick, pretty girl, hangs around with those crazy brothers?"
"Uh.yeah?" The older man gave him a 'just get to the point' look, "What about her?"
He leaned in towards the other man slightly as if the information he was about to tell him was top secret. Well it kind of was in a way.
"Get this, her father is none other than.Eric Bischoff!" he grinned, as one would that had discovered a treasure map. The older man, however, frowned and took on a serious tone.
"Are you sure that's what you heard?"
The younger man fidgeted slightly under the intensity of his friend's gaze.
"Yeah, no doubt about it, and they're planning something.they want to take over Smackdown, well either that or destroy it."
"Are you sure?" The larger man questioned again. He had to be certain that what he was hearing were correct.
"Yeah!" he told him, "Look I'm not deaf, man, I know for sure what I heard." He frowned.
The older man stood and began pacing the room, while his friend stayed seated.
"This is so major! I mean we can use this against Bischoff or even work with him." the younger man continued, excitement gleaming in his eyes, and then a huge smile spread across his face, ".wait till we tell the others."
"No." The older man cut him off, a little more forcefully than he had meant to.
"What? Why not?" The smaller guy said with wide eyes.
His team-mate stopped pacing and glared down at him in a threatening manner.
"Because I said so. Don't argue with me." He said simply.
"But."
"I *said* don't argue with me." The larger man growled, but regretted it slightly when his friend looked hurt. "Look.I'm sorry, I just don't want us to rush into spreading these rumours, in case they cause trouble for us, or even cost us our jobs or something.let's just keep it quiet.for know, okay?"
"Okay." The younger man sighed, disappointedly.
"How about all of us go out later and pick up some chicks.what do you say?"
"I say that sounds like a plan." The younger man suddenly perked up ".but the drinks are on you."
"Okay." The older man smiled, but inwardly frowned.
He knew that he'd have to warn them.
.That he'd have to protect his family.
~End part 5~
He walked into the locker room where he found one of his team-mates, perching on bench, and rushed to sit down beside the larger man, who nodded his head in a welcoming gesture.
"You'll never believe what I just found out." He said, shaking his head, still in amazement at what he'd overheard. The other man glanced at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What?" He asked curiously, sitting up slightly.
"You know that Lita chick, pretty girl, hangs around with those crazy brothers?"
"Uh.yeah?" The older man gave him a 'just get to the point' look, "What about her?"
He leaned in towards the other man slightly as if the information he was about to tell him was top secret. Well it kind of was in a way.
"Get this, her father is none other than.Eric Bischoff!" he grinned, as one would that had discovered a treasure map. The older man, however, frowned and took on a serious tone.
"Are you sure that's what you heard?"
The younger man fidgeted slightly under the intensity of his friend's gaze.
"Yeah, no doubt about it, and they're planning something.they want to take over Smackdown, well either that or destroy it."
"Are you sure?" The larger man questioned again. He had to be certain that what he was hearing were correct.
"Yeah!" he told him, "Look I'm not deaf, man, I know for sure what I heard." He frowned.
The older man stood and began pacing the room, while his friend stayed seated.
"This is so major! I mean we can use this against Bischoff or even work with him." the younger man continued, excitement gleaming in his eyes, and then a huge smile spread across his face, ".wait till we tell the others."
"No." The older man cut him off, a little more forcefully than he had meant to.
"What? Why not?" The smaller guy said with wide eyes.
His team-mate stopped pacing and glared down at him in a threatening manner.
"Because I said so. Don't argue with me." He said simply.
"But."
"I *said* don't argue with me." The larger man growled, but regretted it slightly when his friend looked hurt. "Look.I'm sorry, I just don't want us to rush into spreading these rumours, in case they cause trouble for us, or even cost us our jobs or something.let's just keep it quiet.for know, okay?"
"Okay." The younger man sighed, disappointedly.
"How about all of us go out later and pick up some chicks.what do you say?"
"I say that sounds like a plan." The younger man suddenly perked up ".but the drinks are on you."
"Okay." The older man smiled, but inwardly frowned.
He knew that he'd have to warn them.
.That he'd have to protect his family.
~End part 5~