Author's Notes- Wow, I haven't gotten response like this in a long time!
It looks like I stumbled upon a good idea and I hope the upcoming chapters
don't disappoint. I'm finding I'm writing a bit more comedy with this fic
than all of my other ones.
Ok, so I've narrowed it down to four for the guy I'm going to pair with Stacy and you'll find out who they are in the next chapter. But I'm still taking suggestions so please keep telling me who you'd like to see her with and I'll use it like a poll.
As always, please review, I'd like to know what you all think of this fic. And right now a big thank you to everyone who reviewed, I hope you like this next chapter of All I Want For Christmas.
Disclaimer- Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic. I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
The Grinch and Coffee
"Let me get this strait," Chris said raking a hand through his long blonde hair, "you walked down to Amy's room to ask her out for coffee and instead ended up eavesdropping on her conversation with Stacy and Trish?"
"Well yeah." Jason sighed. "It sounds so bad when you put it like that, it's not like I meant to listen in on what they were saying, it just sort of happened."
"Riiiight," Chris laughed. "So you eavesdropped on their conversation and.wait, did Trish say anything about me?"
"You can be really self-absorbed sometimes you know that Chris?" Jay said shaking his head. "I don't remember if she said anything about you, I was too busy focusing on the rather grinchy blonde yelling at the poor carolers outside."
"So Stacy was acting grinchy, eh? Is that even a word?" Chris pondered this for a moment. "I'm not sure if I know what to do to cure someone's 'grinchiness'. I mean, we've already beaten Scott and Andrew into bloody pulps, I'm not sure if there is much else we can do."
"Dude, she said she was depressed because she was alone." Jay explained.
"She is not alone," Chris said indigently, "she has you and me and Trish and Amy and."
"Not that kind of alone." Jay suddenly felt the urge to hit his head on the wall repeatedly. "Alone as in no one to hold her, no one to kiss her, no one to do all that special couple stuff you and Trish have been doing for the last couple of weeks with."
"So what you're saying is," Chris started trying his hardest to think as Jason smiled hoping his friend had put the pieces of the puzzle together, "I don't have a clue."
"Your hair is so the right color," Jay sighed as he prepared to spell out the obvious for his friend. "What I'm saying is we need to find Stacy a guy. A good one, one that one hurt her like the last two assholes."
"Oh that will be real easy," Chris laughed, "because there are absolutely no assholes on the RAW roster. And how exactly does this apply to Trish and Amy?"
"Look, I wasn't saying this was going to be easy, but the girls are still working on trusting us and I think that doing something extra special for them for Christmas would just help us along."
"Good point." Chris scratched at his chin for a moment as he pondered what to do. "Alright, we'll do it. We'll find someone for Leggs, and come up with a way to give Red and Princess the most amazing Christmas ever and we're going to do it in two weeks."
"Now that's what I'm talking about." Jay smiled as he went and picked up a copy of the 2003 WWE Roster from the table. He opened the book and grabbed a marker. "Now let's go through here and see if we can't find a suitable man for Leggs' Christmas present."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I know what can cheer you up Stacy!" Trish said with a bright smile. Stacy slowly rolled over and looked at Trish hopefully. "Shopping!"
"You've got to be kidding me." Amy laughed as Stacy rolled back over with a groan. "Trish contrary to your beliefs, shopping does not make everything better."
"Sure it does, trust me." Trish smiled and walked over to where Stacy was laying and pulled at her arm trying to get her up in vain. "We can go to the mall, look at all the pretty decorations, do some holiday shopping, get some lattes, buy a few things for ourselves, and get out picture with Santa Clause. What could be more fun?"
"Lying here contemplating my sad sad existence," Stacy replied slowly pulling her arm away from Trish.
"Ok, that's it," Amy sighed getting up from her seat, "I hate to admit it, but Trish is right, a shopping trip could do you some good."
"Guys I don't know." Stacy sighed.
"You don't have an option Stacy," Trish said with an evil grin, "you're coming out whether you like it or not. You need to have some fun."
"Fine," Stacy slowly sat up, "but I am not getting my picture taken with Santa Clause."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"What about him?" Chris said pointing to a picture.
"I think he's got a girlfriend." Jay sighed flipping the page. "How about him?"
"Nah, I saw the way he treated his last girlfriend and Stacy deserves better." Chris turned the page shaking his head. "What do you think of him?"
"Could work," Jason said with a smile. The two had been flipping through magazines and picture albums for the last hour and a half and it turned out there really was nothing but assholes on the RAW roster. It was kind of sad when Jason thought about it.
"So let's see," Chris said looking back through all of the books. "We narrowed it down to these four. So what do we do from here?"
"Scout out the four guys, make sure they're as good as we think they are. Then we could try and find out what Stacy thinks of them and make a match from there." Jay smiled as he thought of his plan.
"Sounds like an idea. So, you take two and I'll take two?" Jay nodded as he picked the two men he would be scouting out for potential dates with Stacy. "So, we've got phase one of the plans, now what about phase two? What do we do for our girls?"
"Talk to them." Jason said thoughtfully as Chris looked at him in question.
"About what," Chris asked. "Hey Trish, I'm trying to make sure you have the best Christmas of your life, how would I go about doing that?" Chris said talking to and invisible Trish.
"No moron," Jay said rolling his eyes. "We find out about their pasts, family traditions, the little things that they always remember. We talk to them nonchalantly and then piece together how to make them an unforgettable Christmas."
"Since when are you the smart one," Chris asked with a smile.
"Since your mind has taken a permanent residence in Trishland." Jay quipped.
"Ok smartass," Chris laughed, "let's get to work."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"No, no, no, no, no!" Stacy yelled through the mall nearly spilling her Eggnog Latte as Trish and Amy pulled her though the line for Santa Clause. "I said I am not sitting on his lap!"
"Oh come on Stacy, it will be fun!" Trish squealed. "Besides, we'll be right there with you."
"We will?" Amy asked as she came to a dead halt.
"Yes, we will," Trish said with a smile, "to cheer up our friend."
"No, really, it's not necessary," Stacy started looking at her friends in desperation. "I'm cheered, really I am, just don't make me get this picture."
"Honey, it's not good to tell lies when you're so close to Santa Clause." Trish lectured as she pulled Stacy up to Santa.
"Ho, ho, ho! Have you been a good little girl this year?" Santa asked Stacy as Amy and Trish forced her to sit on his lap.
"Yes, so why am I being punished?" Stacy asked Santa her eyes pleading for him to help her get away from her insane friends.
"Well sweetheart, since you've been a good girl, I'll be sure to leave an extra special present under your tree," Santa said with a cheery smile as he pulled out a candy cane for Stacy. "Now look over at Mrs. Clause and smile for Rudolph." Santa pointed to where the camera was and Mrs. Clause quickly took the pictured. "Now have a very merry Christmas girls."
"We will Santa!" Trish cheered as they walked over to get the picture.
"Humbug." Stacy huffed.
"Oh come on cheer up." Amy put an arm around her friend. "We've been shopping, listened to carolers, been to Starbucks 4 times, and now we have a very interesting picture that no one will ever see for our memories."
"I guess you're right." Stacy smiled. "And I did get that really pretty dress."
"Exactly, we have plenty to be happy for." Trish handed each girl a copy of the picture. "And anytime we're feeling down we have this picture to cheer us up!"
"How can she be so damn happy all the time?" Stacy asked with a sigh.
"I have no clue," Amy said shaking her head. "But no more coffee for her."
Ok, so I've narrowed it down to four for the guy I'm going to pair with Stacy and you'll find out who they are in the next chapter. But I'm still taking suggestions so please keep telling me who you'd like to see her with and I'll use it like a poll.
As always, please review, I'd like to know what you all think of this fic. And right now a big thank you to everyone who reviewed, I hope you like this next chapter of All I Want For Christmas.
Disclaimer- Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic. I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
The Grinch and Coffee
"Let me get this strait," Chris said raking a hand through his long blonde hair, "you walked down to Amy's room to ask her out for coffee and instead ended up eavesdropping on her conversation with Stacy and Trish?"
"Well yeah." Jason sighed. "It sounds so bad when you put it like that, it's not like I meant to listen in on what they were saying, it just sort of happened."
"Riiiight," Chris laughed. "So you eavesdropped on their conversation and.wait, did Trish say anything about me?"
"You can be really self-absorbed sometimes you know that Chris?" Jay said shaking his head. "I don't remember if she said anything about you, I was too busy focusing on the rather grinchy blonde yelling at the poor carolers outside."
"So Stacy was acting grinchy, eh? Is that even a word?" Chris pondered this for a moment. "I'm not sure if I know what to do to cure someone's 'grinchiness'. I mean, we've already beaten Scott and Andrew into bloody pulps, I'm not sure if there is much else we can do."
"Dude, she said she was depressed because she was alone." Jay explained.
"She is not alone," Chris said indigently, "she has you and me and Trish and Amy and."
"Not that kind of alone." Jay suddenly felt the urge to hit his head on the wall repeatedly. "Alone as in no one to hold her, no one to kiss her, no one to do all that special couple stuff you and Trish have been doing for the last couple of weeks with."
"So what you're saying is," Chris started trying his hardest to think as Jason smiled hoping his friend had put the pieces of the puzzle together, "I don't have a clue."
"Your hair is so the right color," Jay sighed as he prepared to spell out the obvious for his friend. "What I'm saying is we need to find Stacy a guy. A good one, one that one hurt her like the last two assholes."
"Oh that will be real easy," Chris laughed, "because there are absolutely no assholes on the RAW roster. And how exactly does this apply to Trish and Amy?"
"Look, I wasn't saying this was going to be easy, but the girls are still working on trusting us and I think that doing something extra special for them for Christmas would just help us along."
"Good point." Chris scratched at his chin for a moment as he pondered what to do. "Alright, we'll do it. We'll find someone for Leggs, and come up with a way to give Red and Princess the most amazing Christmas ever and we're going to do it in two weeks."
"Now that's what I'm talking about." Jay smiled as he went and picked up a copy of the 2003 WWE Roster from the table. He opened the book and grabbed a marker. "Now let's go through here and see if we can't find a suitable man for Leggs' Christmas present."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I know what can cheer you up Stacy!" Trish said with a bright smile. Stacy slowly rolled over and looked at Trish hopefully. "Shopping!"
"You've got to be kidding me." Amy laughed as Stacy rolled back over with a groan. "Trish contrary to your beliefs, shopping does not make everything better."
"Sure it does, trust me." Trish smiled and walked over to where Stacy was laying and pulled at her arm trying to get her up in vain. "We can go to the mall, look at all the pretty decorations, do some holiday shopping, get some lattes, buy a few things for ourselves, and get out picture with Santa Clause. What could be more fun?"
"Lying here contemplating my sad sad existence," Stacy replied slowly pulling her arm away from Trish.
"Ok, that's it," Amy sighed getting up from her seat, "I hate to admit it, but Trish is right, a shopping trip could do you some good."
"Guys I don't know." Stacy sighed.
"You don't have an option Stacy," Trish said with an evil grin, "you're coming out whether you like it or not. You need to have some fun."
"Fine," Stacy slowly sat up, "but I am not getting my picture taken with Santa Clause."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"What about him?" Chris said pointing to a picture.
"I think he's got a girlfriend." Jay sighed flipping the page. "How about him?"
"Nah, I saw the way he treated his last girlfriend and Stacy deserves better." Chris turned the page shaking his head. "What do you think of him?"
"Could work," Jason said with a smile. The two had been flipping through magazines and picture albums for the last hour and a half and it turned out there really was nothing but assholes on the RAW roster. It was kind of sad when Jason thought about it.
"So let's see," Chris said looking back through all of the books. "We narrowed it down to these four. So what do we do from here?"
"Scout out the four guys, make sure they're as good as we think they are. Then we could try and find out what Stacy thinks of them and make a match from there." Jay smiled as he thought of his plan.
"Sounds like an idea. So, you take two and I'll take two?" Jay nodded as he picked the two men he would be scouting out for potential dates with Stacy. "So, we've got phase one of the plans, now what about phase two? What do we do for our girls?"
"Talk to them." Jason said thoughtfully as Chris looked at him in question.
"About what," Chris asked. "Hey Trish, I'm trying to make sure you have the best Christmas of your life, how would I go about doing that?" Chris said talking to and invisible Trish.
"No moron," Jay said rolling his eyes. "We find out about their pasts, family traditions, the little things that they always remember. We talk to them nonchalantly and then piece together how to make them an unforgettable Christmas."
"Since when are you the smart one," Chris asked with a smile.
"Since your mind has taken a permanent residence in Trishland." Jay quipped.
"Ok smartass," Chris laughed, "let's get to work."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"No, no, no, no, no!" Stacy yelled through the mall nearly spilling her Eggnog Latte as Trish and Amy pulled her though the line for Santa Clause. "I said I am not sitting on his lap!"
"Oh come on Stacy, it will be fun!" Trish squealed. "Besides, we'll be right there with you."
"We will?" Amy asked as she came to a dead halt.
"Yes, we will," Trish said with a smile, "to cheer up our friend."
"No, really, it's not necessary," Stacy started looking at her friends in desperation. "I'm cheered, really I am, just don't make me get this picture."
"Honey, it's not good to tell lies when you're so close to Santa Clause." Trish lectured as she pulled Stacy up to Santa.
"Ho, ho, ho! Have you been a good little girl this year?" Santa asked Stacy as Amy and Trish forced her to sit on his lap.
"Yes, so why am I being punished?" Stacy asked Santa her eyes pleading for him to help her get away from her insane friends.
"Well sweetheart, since you've been a good girl, I'll be sure to leave an extra special present under your tree," Santa said with a cheery smile as he pulled out a candy cane for Stacy. "Now look over at Mrs. Clause and smile for Rudolph." Santa pointed to where the camera was and Mrs. Clause quickly took the pictured. "Now have a very merry Christmas girls."
"We will Santa!" Trish cheered as they walked over to get the picture.
"Humbug." Stacy huffed.
"Oh come on cheer up." Amy put an arm around her friend. "We've been shopping, listened to carolers, been to Starbucks 4 times, and now we have a very interesting picture that no one will ever see for our memories."
"I guess you're right." Stacy smiled. "And I did get that really pretty dress."
"Exactly, we have plenty to be happy for." Trish handed each girl a copy of the picture. "And anytime we're feeling down we have this picture to cheer us up!"
"How can she be so damn happy all the time?" Stacy asked with a sigh.
"I have no clue," Amy said shaking her head. "But no more coffee for her."