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Outside the snow was coming down hard and the others had already put their stuff into the limo and they looked at Angel with confused looks,
"Something wrong guys?" she asked innocently.
"Where's the driver, Ange?" Brock looked at her with a small grin.
"Right here!" she said and the others groaned, "Oh come on, It's not that bad! Now, we don't have enough room in the back so someone has to sit up in the front with me," the others crammed into the van and Shawn flew in the other side's door. RVD and Brock were the only ones still outside and Brock easily pushed Rob out of the way and hopped in. Rob let out a sigh and got up and brushed snow off, "Come on Rob, You have to come to the front with me," she tried to hold in her laughter, she realized how horrible she was at driving. She also knew as bad as it was not watching it, it was even worse seeing it. Rob groaned and shouted at Brock,
"I swear you will pay for this," Brock only grinned as Van Dam headed to the front. He opened the door and jumped in.
"Ready?" Angel couldn't help, but giggle at the distraught look on Rob's face. He popped his seat belt in and put his hand on the door,
"I think so," he said wearily.
"Good," she turned up the radio and floored it towards the highway.
When they finally arrived at her house, she turned off the limo and looked at Rob, who was paralyzed with fear, "Are you okay?"
"Limos. are not supposed. to go that fast," At this point she couldn't help but burst out in laughter. RVD shook his head as he managed to get out of the car door. The girls started to snicker at the look of unbelief on Rob's face. He blinked a couple of times, and Chris and Shawn looked at him with smiles on their faces,
"We all have to go through it sometime, Rob," Shawn said and opened the trunk to pull out his things. Brock and Kurt passed Rob and gave him a pat on the back as they walked past, and they all headed up to the house, quickly getting out of the snow.
"Just put your stuff where ever," Angel said as she walked inside and turned on the lights, "Would you guys like anything to eat?" The thought even snapped Rob back into reality as they all agreed. Angel went into the kitchen to grab some food and the others collapsed on the couches and chairs. After a little while, Trish got up and walked over to the little portable radio on the desk.
"Trish don't you dare," she turned around in surprise at Jericho's voice,
"Why not? I thought I could put some nice Christmas music on," she replied.
"I have been hearing that crap since December 1st and I do not want to hear it any more. If you turn that knob, I will not have control over my actions," Jericho said and Trish smiled,
"Oh, you mean like this?" she turned the knob on the little radio and Chris got up,
"Patricia, I am warning you!" she only giggled and began to turn the volume up. Chris ran after her and Trish quickly ran behind Brock's chair. Brock rolled his eyes wondering why she had involved him in this chase. He turned to Chris in surprise as Chris tried to tackle her by jumping over the chair. He underestimated the height and knocked over Brock's chair as Trish ran behind the couch she had been sitting on. Chris tried to go after her but he felt something grab his ankle,
"I think it's time for an F-5," Chris squealed as Brock hurled him up onto his shoulders.
"Excuse me?" Brock and Chris turned and blushed when they saw Angel smiling and snickering at them. Then she turned to Trish, "Oh please, turn that thing off, I've heard those songs enough."
"See? I'm not the only one," Chris said still on Brock's shoulders. Angel then looked at Brock,
"Come to think about, I don't like Chris either, so go ahead, just do it outside," Chris looked at her in disbelief and Brock smirked and took Chris outside, "Okay anybody want some chips?"
After a few minutes Brock came in with snow from the blizzard in his hair, and he lifted his chair and sat back down with a large smile on his face. About a minute later, the door opened to reveal Chris covered in snow with a look of complete frustration on his face. Angel grabbed a handful of chips and never took her gaze off the TV,
"Oh Chris, try not to get the floor too wet. Could you go to the bathroom upstairs and dry off?"
"Sure, It's your house," Chris said in mock courtesy and started heading up the stairs. On about the fourth stair he slipped and hit his knee on the stairs, cursing as he did so. Kurt and Shawn did their best to hold in their laughter, and the girls bit their lips trying their best not to giggle, "I'm fine, don't worry about it," when they finally heard the bathroom door close, everyone burst out in laughter. When they finally calmed down, Chris came down with a towel on his head and they all began laughing again, "Haha! Yeah, it's real funny," Chris took the empty chair and looked at the TV, "So, What're we watching?"
"Scrooged, you know, the one with Bill Murray?" Rob said and Trish smiled,
"Yeah, this guy kind of reminds of Chris," Jericho looked at her with an angry look,
"You better watch it, Trish, You're at the top of my hit list right now," Trish only stuck out her tongue. They all continued to watch TV and by the end the only one still awake was Angel. Chris and Brock were on their own separate chairs sleeping, and on the other couch Trish and Lita were both sleeping against each other, and they had pushed a snoring Kurt onto the ground. On her couch Shawn had leaned his head against the armrest of the couch, and Rob had sprawled across the rest of it with his head on her leg,
"Well, I guess these are the sleeping arrangements tonight," she smiled and turned off the TV with the remote. She laid her own head against Shawn and fell to sleep.
Yoshibb: Ok, I'm doing my best to put up a chapter a day, please read and review!
Outside the snow was coming down hard and the others had already put their stuff into the limo and they looked at Angel with confused looks,
"Something wrong guys?" she asked innocently.
"Where's the driver, Ange?" Brock looked at her with a small grin.
"Right here!" she said and the others groaned, "Oh come on, It's not that bad! Now, we don't have enough room in the back so someone has to sit up in the front with me," the others crammed into the van and Shawn flew in the other side's door. RVD and Brock were the only ones still outside and Brock easily pushed Rob out of the way and hopped in. Rob let out a sigh and got up and brushed snow off, "Come on Rob, You have to come to the front with me," she tried to hold in her laughter, she realized how horrible she was at driving. She also knew as bad as it was not watching it, it was even worse seeing it. Rob groaned and shouted at Brock,
"I swear you will pay for this," Brock only grinned as Van Dam headed to the front. He opened the door and jumped in.
"Ready?" Angel couldn't help, but giggle at the distraught look on Rob's face. He popped his seat belt in and put his hand on the door,
"I think so," he said wearily.
"Good," she turned up the radio and floored it towards the highway.
When they finally arrived at her house, she turned off the limo and looked at Rob, who was paralyzed with fear, "Are you okay?"
"Limos. are not supposed. to go that fast," At this point she couldn't help but burst out in laughter. RVD shook his head as he managed to get out of the car door. The girls started to snicker at the look of unbelief on Rob's face. He blinked a couple of times, and Chris and Shawn looked at him with smiles on their faces,
"We all have to go through it sometime, Rob," Shawn said and opened the trunk to pull out his things. Brock and Kurt passed Rob and gave him a pat on the back as they walked past, and they all headed up to the house, quickly getting out of the snow.
"Just put your stuff where ever," Angel said as she walked inside and turned on the lights, "Would you guys like anything to eat?" The thought even snapped Rob back into reality as they all agreed. Angel went into the kitchen to grab some food and the others collapsed on the couches and chairs. After a little while, Trish got up and walked over to the little portable radio on the desk.
"Trish don't you dare," she turned around in surprise at Jericho's voice,
"Why not? I thought I could put some nice Christmas music on," she replied.
"I have been hearing that crap since December 1st and I do not want to hear it any more. If you turn that knob, I will not have control over my actions," Jericho said and Trish smiled,
"Oh, you mean like this?" she turned the knob on the little radio and Chris got up,
"Patricia, I am warning you!" she only giggled and began to turn the volume up. Chris ran after her and Trish quickly ran behind Brock's chair. Brock rolled his eyes wondering why she had involved him in this chase. He turned to Chris in surprise as Chris tried to tackle her by jumping over the chair. He underestimated the height and knocked over Brock's chair as Trish ran behind the couch she had been sitting on. Chris tried to go after her but he felt something grab his ankle,
"I think it's time for an F-5," Chris squealed as Brock hurled him up onto his shoulders.
"Excuse me?" Brock and Chris turned and blushed when they saw Angel smiling and snickering at them. Then she turned to Trish, "Oh please, turn that thing off, I've heard those songs enough."
"See? I'm not the only one," Chris said still on Brock's shoulders. Angel then looked at Brock,
"Come to think about, I don't like Chris either, so go ahead, just do it outside," Chris looked at her in disbelief and Brock smirked and took Chris outside, "Okay anybody want some chips?"
After a few minutes Brock came in with snow from the blizzard in his hair, and he lifted his chair and sat back down with a large smile on his face. About a minute later, the door opened to reveal Chris covered in snow with a look of complete frustration on his face. Angel grabbed a handful of chips and never took her gaze off the TV,
"Oh Chris, try not to get the floor too wet. Could you go to the bathroom upstairs and dry off?"
"Sure, It's your house," Chris said in mock courtesy and started heading up the stairs. On about the fourth stair he slipped and hit his knee on the stairs, cursing as he did so. Kurt and Shawn did their best to hold in their laughter, and the girls bit their lips trying their best not to giggle, "I'm fine, don't worry about it," when they finally heard the bathroom door close, everyone burst out in laughter. When they finally calmed down, Chris came down with a towel on his head and they all began laughing again, "Haha! Yeah, it's real funny," Chris took the empty chair and looked at the TV, "So, What're we watching?"
"Scrooged, you know, the one with Bill Murray?" Rob said and Trish smiled,
"Yeah, this guy kind of reminds of Chris," Jericho looked at her with an angry look,
"You better watch it, Trish, You're at the top of my hit list right now," Trish only stuck out her tongue. They all continued to watch TV and by the end the only one still awake was Angel. Chris and Brock were on their own separate chairs sleeping, and on the other couch Trish and Lita were both sleeping against each other, and they had pushed a snoring Kurt onto the ground. On her couch Shawn had leaned his head against the armrest of the couch, and Rob had sprawled across the rest of it with his head on her leg,
"Well, I guess these are the sleeping arrangements tonight," she smiled and turned off the TV with the remote. She laid her own head against Shawn and fell to sleep.