Author's Note: Sorry for the lack of updates...I might be getting my net back on the weekend or whatever. Anyways, you know the drill...I don't own anything except for Sprinkle.
Shaniqua, Doug and Danny Basham were now in hot pursuit of Spanky and Sprinkle after they had escaped from the ring. It was now a commercial break and the trio were in the hallways, searching for the two. Spanky had dropped Sprinkle off once they had reached backstage and the two went their seperate ways. Sprinkle was walking along, headed to her locker room when she stopped dead in her tracks. Her blue eyes met with a fierce stature, obviously belonging to the Amazon woman, Shaniqua. There she stood, a growl on her face and a leather whip in her hand.
The Basham Brothers were on the other side of the arena, scanning the area for any sign of Brian Kendrick. Spanky was sneaking around, trying to avoid the brothers as much as possible. He finally saw light when he found the door to his locker room. When he reached to open the door, a hand stopped him from doing so. Spanky gulped and looked up. Standing there were Doug and Danny Basham with evil grins on their faces.
"Well, well, well...Look what we have here!" Shaniqua exclaimed, staring Sprinkle in her eyes. Sprinkle's skin premeated to her bones and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as the extremely tall woman glared at her.
"Yes?" Sprinkle managed to squeak out, her knees shaking.
"Is that all you can say, little girl? Are you that scared of me?" Shaniqua asked, inching her face closer to the frightened Sprinkle's. Sprinkle was breathing heavily and unable to answer. "ANSWER ME!" She demanded, hitting the wall that Sprinkle was backed up against with her leather whip. The petite young lady cringed. That could've been here. In fact, it COULD be her in a matter of minutes.
"Please, don't hurt me." Sprinkle begged, hoping that she would stop. She had no such luck.
"Why shouldn't I?" Shaniqua questioned, her brown eyes staring a deep hole into Sprinkle's pale and terrified face.
"B-b-be-be-because I didn't do anything." She finally answered, her whole body shaking.
"Oh, yes you did." Shaniqua said with a smirk. "You got your little boyfriend to interfere in our match and now, you're going to pay. I've got Doug and Danny already with him, and they're probably beating the living hell out of that pipsqueak as I speak."
Meanwhile, Spanky was in his locker room, tied to a chair with ropes. His hands were behind his back and his feet were tied to the legs of the black steel chair. Doug was watching Spanky's every move while Danny guarded the door. Danny had a wooden baseball bat in his hands, watching the door. Spanky's heart was beating ten miles per minute, as Doug breathed down his neck. Spanky's eyes were shifting around, as he tried to think up a way to escape. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Danny Basham grunted, tapping the bat lightly onto his hand.
"Shaniqua!" The woman answered. Danny opened the door and in she walked, with Sprinkle by her side. Shaniqua tossed her into the room by her long blonde hair. She fell to the floor, onto her hands and knees.
"Sprinkle!" Spanky cried, watching as the blonde was being kicked in the ribs and the whip began hitting her back. She yelped in pain and Brian Kendrick could do nothing about it. Alicia Owens had tears of pain in her eyes as she witnessed Spanky being tied to the chair, helpless. The two looked at each other, and were filled with sadness. Spanky couldn't do anything about Sprinkle being whipped and kicked. Doug, Danny and Shaniqua continued while Sprinkle tried crying for help but, nobody was able to come to her rescue.
Shaniqua, Doug and Danny Basham were now in hot pursuit of Spanky and Sprinkle after they had escaped from the ring. It was now a commercial break and the trio were in the hallways, searching for the two. Spanky had dropped Sprinkle off once they had reached backstage and the two went their seperate ways. Sprinkle was walking along, headed to her locker room when she stopped dead in her tracks. Her blue eyes met with a fierce stature, obviously belonging to the Amazon woman, Shaniqua. There she stood, a growl on her face and a leather whip in her hand.
The Basham Brothers were on the other side of the arena, scanning the area for any sign of Brian Kendrick. Spanky was sneaking around, trying to avoid the brothers as much as possible. He finally saw light when he found the door to his locker room. When he reached to open the door, a hand stopped him from doing so. Spanky gulped and looked up. Standing there were Doug and Danny Basham with evil grins on their faces.
"Well, well, well...Look what we have here!" Shaniqua exclaimed, staring Sprinkle in her eyes. Sprinkle's skin premeated to her bones and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as the extremely tall woman glared at her.
"Yes?" Sprinkle managed to squeak out, her knees shaking.
"Is that all you can say, little girl? Are you that scared of me?" Shaniqua asked, inching her face closer to the frightened Sprinkle's. Sprinkle was breathing heavily and unable to answer. "ANSWER ME!" She demanded, hitting the wall that Sprinkle was backed up against with her leather whip. The petite young lady cringed. That could've been here. In fact, it COULD be her in a matter of minutes.
"Please, don't hurt me." Sprinkle begged, hoping that she would stop. She had no such luck.
"Why shouldn't I?" Shaniqua questioned, her brown eyes staring a deep hole into Sprinkle's pale and terrified face.
"B-b-be-be-because I didn't do anything." She finally answered, her whole body shaking.
"Oh, yes you did." Shaniqua said with a smirk. "You got your little boyfriend to interfere in our match and now, you're going to pay. I've got Doug and Danny already with him, and they're probably beating the living hell out of that pipsqueak as I speak."
Meanwhile, Spanky was in his locker room, tied to a chair with ropes. His hands were behind his back and his feet were tied to the legs of the black steel chair. Doug was watching Spanky's every move while Danny guarded the door. Danny had a wooden baseball bat in his hands, watching the door. Spanky's heart was beating ten miles per minute, as Doug breathed down his neck. Spanky's eyes were shifting around, as he tried to think up a way to escape. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Danny Basham grunted, tapping the bat lightly onto his hand.
"Shaniqua!" The woman answered. Danny opened the door and in she walked, with Sprinkle by her side. Shaniqua tossed her into the room by her long blonde hair. She fell to the floor, onto her hands and knees.
"Sprinkle!" Spanky cried, watching as the blonde was being kicked in the ribs and the whip began hitting her back. She yelped in pain and Brian Kendrick could do nothing about it. Alicia Owens had tears of pain in her eyes as she witnessed Spanky being tied to the chair, helpless. The two looked at each other, and were filled with sadness. Spanky couldn't do anything about Sprinkle being whipped and kicked. Doug, Danny and Shaniqua continued while Sprinkle tried crying for help but, nobody was able to come to her rescue.