A/N: Spoilers: The Smackdown from 2001ish where Stacy debuts in Baltimore
and distracts Rhyno with her leggies. And Rhyno then proceeds to lose his
match. This story is under the Wrong Way World (WWW) which pretty much all
you need to know is that Stacy Keibler was never in WCW, just ECW, and she
was a prostitute before Spike Dudley brought her off the streets and into
wrestling. You can read those stories (Wrong Way, All She Keeps Inside
Isn't on the Label) but you don't need to know them to understand this.
I own no none of the characters you recognize, the WWF(E) does. I don't mean any disrespect to the following characters and I'm not making any money off of this, so please don't sue!
If I Close My Eyes
Chapter 1:
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Rhyno felt his eye twitching as he waited for the slow moving elevator.
"Fuck this," he muttered darkly as he grabbed his bags and half-ran up the stairs to get to his hotel room.
It had been a bad night for Rhyno. He lost his Hardcore Belt, HIS Hardcore Belt damnit, to that stupid, bucktoothed Canadian Test. Test! Out of all the people to lose that belt too.. Why in Gods name did it have to be Test? He was as Hardcore as Chris Jericho was a gentleman! Rhyno could see and understand if he had lost the belt to his buddy Raven or Al Snow or a Dudley brother, all ECW Alumni which was fine with him. But, Test? It made Rhyno pissed as hell.
He hit the door to his room in anger and smirked dangerously when he felt the wood break under his fist.
Oh! And if it wasn't bad enough that he had lost to Test... Because as everyone knows Test could NEVER beat him like he did. No way. He had lost because of her. Stacy fucking Keibler. What the hell was she doing there, let along walking out with Shane McMahon? He was sure that the other guys in the back were probably calling her a slut or whore or whatever. But, Rhyno was just confused. Oh yeah, and sexually frustrated. It had been a long, long time since he had last seen those long, long legs that literally led up to heaven. In fact, he was sure if he thought hard enough, he could still remember how they taste...
Rhyno grunted. "Enough thinking. All I need is a nice, long, cold shower and then bed. Sleep will be good for me."
Then he smirked as he got his toiletries and towel out, "Me Rhyno! Me Man Beast! Me... really need to get a room mate, because now I'm beginning to talk to myself..."
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I own no none of the characters you recognize, the WWF(E) does. I don't mean any disrespect to the following characters and I'm not making any money off of this, so please don't sue!
If I Close My Eyes
Chapter 1:
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Rhyno felt his eye twitching as he waited for the slow moving elevator.
"Fuck this," he muttered darkly as he grabbed his bags and half-ran up the stairs to get to his hotel room.
It had been a bad night for Rhyno. He lost his Hardcore Belt, HIS Hardcore Belt damnit, to that stupid, bucktoothed Canadian Test. Test! Out of all the people to lose that belt too.. Why in Gods name did it have to be Test? He was as Hardcore as Chris Jericho was a gentleman! Rhyno could see and understand if he had lost the belt to his buddy Raven or Al Snow or a Dudley brother, all ECW Alumni which was fine with him. But, Test? It made Rhyno pissed as hell.
He hit the door to his room in anger and smirked dangerously when he felt the wood break under his fist.
Oh! And if it wasn't bad enough that he had lost to Test... Because as everyone knows Test could NEVER beat him like he did. No way. He had lost because of her. Stacy fucking Keibler. What the hell was she doing there, let along walking out with Shane McMahon? He was sure that the other guys in the back were probably calling her a slut or whore or whatever. But, Rhyno was just confused. Oh yeah, and sexually frustrated. It had been a long, long time since he had last seen those long, long legs that literally led up to heaven. In fact, he was sure if he thought hard enough, he could still remember how they taste...
Rhyno grunted. "Enough thinking. All I need is a nice, long, cold shower and then bed. Sleep will be good for me."
Then he smirked as he got his toiletries and towel out, "Me Rhyno! Me Man Beast! Me... really need to get a room mate, because now I'm beginning to talk to myself..."
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