~Chapter 1~
Vince McMahon paced around back and forth, trying to get a good view of all of his employees. Mostly everyone looked happy, but they didn't know what was going on. They had no clue. "Okay, everyone. The reason I brought you all here is because I have some bad news. Last night, Dwayne Johnson was kidnapped." He looked around the room, seeing everyone's shocked expressions and a myriad of "What? How? When?" He waited until there was partial silence before he continued. " Now, we don't have a lot of information at this time. All we know is that he was the last to leave and that he was kidnapped in the parking lot. We don't.Hall, Waltman, Nash? What do you think is so funny about this?" He asked, giving a mean look to the three men. "Um.I wasn't laughing. That was Sean." Scott said. "What?! That was not me!" Sean yelled. "Yes, it was. It was Sean. Not me." Kevin chimed in. "Sean, what is so funny? Because it just so happens I don't think any of this is funny." Vince said. "Neither do I, its just that.um.help me out, guys." "It's just that Sean laughs at things that aren't funny." Scott interrupted. "Thanks a lot." Sean muttered under his breath. "Anyway, do any of you have any questions?" Vince continued. "Um, yeah. I do." Chris Irvine said, standing up. "How is this effecting our schedule?" "Good question, Chris. All of the house shows have been canceled this weekend. Everyone will meet again on Monday and the schedule continues normally from there. So you have a weekend off. Any other questions.go ahead, Scott." "Yeah, um, how was Dwayne kidnapped?" Sean and Kevin started snickering. "What? It's a good question!" "Scott, if you were listening earlier, you would know that, as of now we don't know! Any other questions.put your hand down, Scott." "But it's a good one!" "Paul?" "What kinds of measures are being taken to prevent this from happening again?" Paul Levesque asked. "Great question, Paul. I've hired security to go to all of the arenas, gyms, and hotels we're gonna be traveling to. So technically, they are following the same schedule we are, without the wrestling. And also, I want everyone to have someone else to travel with. No one should travel alone. I'm hoping this prevents anything like this from happening again." "Oh, okay. Thanks Vince." Paul said. "No problem, Paul. Any other questions?" He looked around, and saw Scott was still raising his hand. "No, Scott. Okay, have a great weekend everyone!"
"Thanks a lot, guys." Sean said after the meeting. "Hey, Vince hates me enough already. I don't wanna get in more trouble." "How about you, Kev? What's your reason?" "I don't have one." "You know, Scott, you're really gonna get in a lot of trouble if you keep doing that." Joanie Laurer said, walking up to them. "When are you guys gonna get it?! Vince hates me! I could have asked the same question Paul did and he wouldn't have answered me!" Scott yelled. "You know, Scott, your question was pretty dumb. That's why we were laughing." Kevin told him. "I'm sorry, Kev, I'm not Paul." "What's that supposed to mean?" Joanie asked. "Well, simply put, Paul is a suck-up. And Vince likes him because of it. If Paul has a question, Vince drops whatever he's doing to answer it. If Paul wants something, he gets it. If Paul wanted a month off, Vince would give it to him." "So? Did you ever think that Vince just likes Paul? Because he is not a suck-up." "Yes, he is." "No, he's not." "Fine, think what you want, Joanie. But Paul is a suck-up."
Suddenly, Paul came over to where all his friends were. "Hey guys. What are we talking about?" "Dwayne." Scott said. "The meeting." Kevin said. "Nothing." Sean said. "Joanie, what are we talking about?" "Um, the meeting?" "Right." He then noticed Joanie walk off. "So what are you guys doing over the weekend?" "Nothing." All three of them said almost simultaneously. "Okay, Scott, you never do anything. But Kevin?" "What? I wasn't expecting the time off." "What about you, Sean? No divorce papers?" "Ha-ha. Very funny. I don't have any divorce papers to sign this weekend. But what are you doing, Paul?" "Well, I was thinking of taking Joanie out to dinner." "Twenty bucks something goes wrong." Sean said. "Deal." Kevin said. "Hey! Things will go fine. And at least I have a girlfriend!" "That is so childish, Paul!" Scott yelled as Paul left. "Suck-up." Kevin added.
Paul walked away from his friends to where Joanie was standing. "Hey, how would you like to go out to dinner this weekend?" "Really? We haven't done that in years. Just us on a romantic dinner. That'd be great." "I know. So, you wanna get going?" "Sure, just let me go get my stuff." "Okay, I'll come too." Paul said. Just then, Stephanie McMahon, the bosses' daughter, walked up to the couple. "Hi, Paul. Sorry to bother you, but I had to give you this." "What is it?" "It's the script for Monday night. It's been changed a little bit. Bye." She said, walking off. "You coming?" Joanie asked. "Nah, you go ahead. I'm gonna check this out." "Okay." Paul opened up the envelope and unfolded the paper. "Dear Paul, If words could describe what I feel for you, I'd write them. But I can't. I know you're involved in another relationship, but I can't help how I feel. I can't help falling in love with you.
Love, Steph."
A love letter. Paul stood there, blinking, hoping that blinking would change the message. It didn't. He looked in the envelope; it was empty. There was no change of script, Stephanie was lying. "Since when have the scripts been hand-written?" Joanie asked, looking over Paul's shoulder. "Joanie! You scared me!" "Sorry." "It was a last-minute change, so Steph just wrote it." "It's awfully small for a script." "There are only a few changes." "Looks more like a paragraph." "Joanie, look, I need to talk to Sean. I'll be right back."
"Read this." Paul said, shoving the letter in Sean's face. "Wow, did you write this?" "Yes, I wrote a love letter to myself from myself." "It was a joke. Is this for the storyline?" "No, it isn't. It has nothing to do with the storyline. Steph is in love with me." Paul said, now noticing that Sean was laughing. "What? What's so funny?" "Steph being in love with you, that's a good one Paul.You're not kidding, are you?" "No, I'm not. So what am I supposed to do?" "Well, that depends. Do you have any feelings for her?" "No." "Then tell Joanie about it. It's not like you cheated on her or anything like that." "I know, but Joanie hates Steph, so she's not gonna like this." "Just tell her. You didn't do anything wrong." Sean said, walking off. "What does Sean know?" Paul thought to himself. "Afterall, he's getting a divorce, so he obviously doesn't know what he's talking about."
Vince McMahon paced around back and forth, trying to get a good view of all of his employees. Mostly everyone looked happy, but they didn't know what was going on. They had no clue. "Okay, everyone. The reason I brought you all here is because I have some bad news. Last night, Dwayne Johnson was kidnapped." He looked around the room, seeing everyone's shocked expressions and a myriad of "What? How? When?" He waited until there was partial silence before he continued. " Now, we don't have a lot of information at this time. All we know is that he was the last to leave and that he was kidnapped in the parking lot. We don't.Hall, Waltman, Nash? What do you think is so funny about this?" He asked, giving a mean look to the three men. "Um.I wasn't laughing. That was Sean." Scott said. "What?! That was not me!" Sean yelled. "Yes, it was. It was Sean. Not me." Kevin chimed in. "Sean, what is so funny? Because it just so happens I don't think any of this is funny." Vince said. "Neither do I, its just that.um.help me out, guys." "It's just that Sean laughs at things that aren't funny." Scott interrupted. "Thanks a lot." Sean muttered under his breath. "Anyway, do any of you have any questions?" Vince continued. "Um, yeah. I do." Chris Irvine said, standing up. "How is this effecting our schedule?" "Good question, Chris. All of the house shows have been canceled this weekend. Everyone will meet again on Monday and the schedule continues normally from there. So you have a weekend off. Any other questions.go ahead, Scott." "Yeah, um, how was Dwayne kidnapped?" Sean and Kevin started snickering. "What? It's a good question!" "Scott, if you were listening earlier, you would know that, as of now we don't know! Any other questions.put your hand down, Scott." "But it's a good one!" "Paul?" "What kinds of measures are being taken to prevent this from happening again?" Paul Levesque asked. "Great question, Paul. I've hired security to go to all of the arenas, gyms, and hotels we're gonna be traveling to. So technically, they are following the same schedule we are, without the wrestling. And also, I want everyone to have someone else to travel with. No one should travel alone. I'm hoping this prevents anything like this from happening again." "Oh, okay. Thanks Vince." Paul said. "No problem, Paul. Any other questions?" He looked around, and saw Scott was still raising his hand. "No, Scott. Okay, have a great weekend everyone!"
"Thanks a lot, guys." Sean said after the meeting. "Hey, Vince hates me enough already. I don't wanna get in more trouble." "How about you, Kev? What's your reason?" "I don't have one." "You know, Scott, you're really gonna get in a lot of trouble if you keep doing that." Joanie Laurer said, walking up to them. "When are you guys gonna get it?! Vince hates me! I could have asked the same question Paul did and he wouldn't have answered me!" Scott yelled. "You know, Scott, your question was pretty dumb. That's why we were laughing." Kevin told him. "I'm sorry, Kev, I'm not Paul." "What's that supposed to mean?" Joanie asked. "Well, simply put, Paul is a suck-up. And Vince likes him because of it. If Paul has a question, Vince drops whatever he's doing to answer it. If Paul wants something, he gets it. If Paul wanted a month off, Vince would give it to him." "So? Did you ever think that Vince just likes Paul? Because he is not a suck-up." "Yes, he is." "No, he's not." "Fine, think what you want, Joanie. But Paul is a suck-up."
Suddenly, Paul came over to where all his friends were. "Hey guys. What are we talking about?" "Dwayne." Scott said. "The meeting." Kevin said. "Nothing." Sean said. "Joanie, what are we talking about?" "Um, the meeting?" "Right." He then noticed Joanie walk off. "So what are you guys doing over the weekend?" "Nothing." All three of them said almost simultaneously. "Okay, Scott, you never do anything. But Kevin?" "What? I wasn't expecting the time off." "What about you, Sean? No divorce papers?" "Ha-ha. Very funny. I don't have any divorce papers to sign this weekend. But what are you doing, Paul?" "Well, I was thinking of taking Joanie out to dinner." "Twenty bucks something goes wrong." Sean said. "Deal." Kevin said. "Hey! Things will go fine. And at least I have a girlfriend!" "That is so childish, Paul!" Scott yelled as Paul left. "Suck-up." Kevin added.
Paul walked away from his friends to where Joanie was standing. "Hey, how would you like to go out to dinner this weekend?" "Really? We haven't done that in years. Just us on a romantic dinner. That'd be great." "I know. So, you wanna get going?" "Sure, just let me go get my stuff." "Okay, I'll come too." Paul said. Just then, Stephanie McMahon, the bosses' daughter, walked up to the couple. "Hi, Paul. Sorry to bother you, but I had to give you this." "What is it?" "It's the script for Monday night. It's been changed a little bit. Bye." She said, walking off. "You coming?" Joanie asked. "Nah, you go ahead. I'm gonna check this out." "Okay." Paul opened up the envelope and unfolded the paper. "Dear Paul, If words could describe what I feel for you, I'd write them. But I can't. I know you're involved in another relationship, but I can't help how I feel. I can't help falling in love with you.
Love, Steph."
A love letter. Paul stood there, blinking, hoping that blinking would change the message. It didn't. He looked in the envelope; it was empty. There was no change of script, Stephanie was lying. "Since when have the scripts been hand-written?" Joanie asked, looking over Paul's shoulder. "Joanie! You scared me!" "Sorry." "It was a last-minute change, so Steph just wrote it." "It's awfully small for a script." "There are only a few changes." "Looks more like a paragraph." "Joanie, look, I need to talk to Sean. I'll be right back."
"Read this." Paul said, shoving the letter in Sean's face. "Wow, did you write this?" "Yes, I wrote a love letter to myself from myself." "It was a joke. Is this for the storyline?" "No, it isn't. It has nothing to do with the storyline. Steph is in love with me." Paul said, now noticing that Sean was laughing. "What? What's so funny?" "Steph being in love with you, that's a good one Paul.You're not kidding, are you?" "No, I'm not. So what am I supposed to do?" "Well, that depends. Do you have any feelings for her?" "No." "Then tell Joanie about it. It's not like you cheated on her or anything like that." "I know, but Joanie hates Steph, so she's not gonna like this." "Just tell her. You didn't do anything wrong." Sean said, walking off. "What does Sean know?" Paul thought to himself. "Afterall, he's getting a divorce, so he obviously doesn't know what he's talking about."