Author's Notes- I wanted to get this done by Christmas but that obviously
didn't happen. Then I thought I would just settle for getting this chapter
out by Christmas and that really didn't happen. Family came into town and
things have been a mess and I haven't had much of a chance to write that
much as of late, but now family is gone, and I can write in peace. Too bad
school starts in like a week and I actually have all morning classes so I
probably won't be able to update as much once that starts which is why I'm
desperately going to try and get this done before the semester starts.
Once again.BIG thanks to everyone who has reviewed this and I hope the ending does not disappoint when I get to it. I only expect to have one maybe two more chapters left of this one. I decided who I think I want to go with for Stacy and I didn't do much or anything with the other guys in this chapter.you might see them in the next one though. So please, give me some feedback on this chapter! I love to hear what you all think.
Ok, in this chapter I have a quote from a movie (I guess you could call it a Christmas movie) and a special prize (ok so I don't really have a prize, but I'm sure I could come up with something.) to whoever can figure out what quote it is and what movie its from. Good luck.
Alright, enough of my ramblings.expect the next chapter sometime soon! And now, on with the show!
~Tink~
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.
In Which We Go To A Party!
It had been a week since the guys left that cold arena with the girls and had since spent their time planning for the next two nights. It was December 23 and the night of the annual company Christmas party. Now, Chris was planning on making Trish wait for her gifts until Christmas Eve, but Jason had his own small surprise in store for Amy tonight, and they both hoped to see someone good end up with Stacy for the holidays.
"You ready man?" Chris asked adjusting the buttons on his shirt as he looked at a very nervous Jason.
"I guess, I mean, tonight's the night." Jay sighed.
"You'll do fine, and I know it will turn out well. You're finally going to get your girl tonight." Chris smiled and clapped a hand on his friend's shoulder as Jay nervously smiled.
"What if I do this, and she still rejects me?" He looked to Chris in near desperation hoping to hear something that would put his mind at ease.
"If she rejects you, then at least you made a very good friend." Jay looked down with a sigh; this wasn't the type of encouragement he was hoping to hear. "But, I have a very strong feeling she won't reject you."
"How is that? Did Trish say something? You would tell me if she did wouldn't you?" Chris couldn't help but laugh at Jay's ramblings.
"Of course I would tell you if she told me anything, but she didn't. It's just a feeling that I have." Chris smiled encouragingly and grabbed his coat. "But, you might have a problem with rejection if we're late! Come on let's go get the girls."
"You're right." Jay smiled as he picked up his coat and walked out the door with his friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*At the Christmas party*~
"I just wanted to say," Vince McMahon started, "thank you all for a wonderful year! And here's hoping for a better, more prosperous, more entertaining next year! Now everyone, have some fun!"
"Here! Here!" Everyone cheered. Vince had gone all out, reserving the banquet room at the best hotel in the city for them all to celebrate at. There was a band playing on a stage, and a full catered meal. The entire room was decorated for the floor to the ceiling with the most beautiful and lavish decorations one could imagine and everyone from both rosters seemed to have been having a magical time.
"Now or never Jay," Chris whispered to his friend as they walked through the room. Jay sighed and nodded handing the punch he had gotten for Amy to Chris and walked off.
"Hey sweetie, what happened to Jason?" Trish asked sweetly.
"Uh, he had to go the little boy's room," Chris lied. He smiled at the girls and handed them their drinks as the guitarist for the band spoke up.
"Any requests out there," he asked.
"Please Come Home For Christmas," Amy called out. The band smiled and prepared to strike the first chords of the song as Amy turned to Chris and Trish who looked at her curiously. "It's my favorite carol." The two laughed as the song started, a familiar voice singing the lyrics.
Bells will be ringing
The glad glad news
Oh what a Christmas
To have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings
Oh once again
"No way," Amy breathed looking at the stage where Jason was standing singing.
"How did he." Trish started before Chris cut her off with a soft kiss letting Amy enjoy the song in peace.
Choirs would be singing
Silent night
False Christmas carols
By candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas
By New Years night
Jason stood on the stage, happily looking towards Amy seeing the shock and happiness on her face as he continued to sing. He was off to a pretty good start for giving her his gifts.
Friends and relations
Send salutations
Just as sure as
The stars shine above
This is Christmas
Christmas my dear
The time of year
To be with the one that you love
Then won't you'll tell me
You're never more wrong
Christmas and New Years
Will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow
No grief of pain
Cause I'll be happy
It's Christmas once again
As Jason made his way down from the stage Amy got up and walked over to where he was exiting leaving her friends sitting at the table with smiles.
"Don't tell me," Jason sighed, "I know I'm a horrible singer."
"No, no," she started, "you are a wonderful singer. And that was a beautiful song you did up there."
"Well I know I didn't do the song the justice it deserved but I thought it would make you smile and Amy I." Jason was cut off by a pair of lips softly pressing up against his.
"Thank you," Amy whispered as she pulled away. "I don't know what I did to deserve a wonderful friend or more that friend or whatever we are but." This time it was Amy who was cut off by Jason kissing her.
"Merry Christmas Red," he said softly as they walked back to their table hand in hand.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Stacy sighed as she watched her friends all laughing over at their table. Two happy couples at Christmas time, she wished there was over there with a guy of her own. Turning away from the happy sight in front of her she focus her attention on the boring punch bowl in front of her and poured herself a glass then leaned against the wall sadly.
"Why the sad eyes Stacy?" A male voice asked walking up to her.
"Oh nothing, I'm just homesick," she lied. "So what about you? I mean you don't look so happy yourself."
"Well, nobody's really happy when they're alone at Christmas time are they?"
"I guess you're right."
"Um, hey Stacy," he cleared his throat attempting to find courage.
"Yes."
"Do you see where you're standing?" Stacy looked over to him and then looked above her head only to see a small sprig of mistletoe.
"Mistletoe," she laughed. "So I guess that means we get to kiss, right?"
"Well it is tradition." He leaned in and gently brushed his lips against hers fighting the urge to pull her in closer and show her exactly how he felt.
"Wow," she sighed softly when the kiss was over. He just smiled and agreed as he pulled away, the kiss giving him the courage to do what he should have done weeks ago.
"Um Stacy, I um....I don't know how to say this, but I'm going to ask you out to dinner, and you are going to say no, politely and with a really good excuse attached, and then I'm going to go lock myself in the car and beat my head against the steering wheel three or four times, so."
"When?" Stacy smiled brightly. Maybe Santa was giving her an early present.
"When what?"
"When do you want to have dinner?"
"You're saying yes?" He nearly jumped for joy at this revelation. "Tomorrow?"
"I'd love to."
"You would? That's great. I guess this is really going to be a merry Christmas."
"I think it's going to be a wonderful Christmas Shane."
Once again.BIG thanks to everyone who has reviewed this and I hope the ending does not disappoint when I get to it. I only expect to have one maybe two more chapters left of this one. I decided who I think I want to go with for Stacy and I didn't do much or anything with the other guys in this chapter.you might see them in the next one though. So please, give me some feedback on this chapter! I love to hear what you all think.
Ok, in this chapter I have a quote from a movie (I guess you could call it a Christmas movie) and a special prize (ok so I don't really have a prize, but I'm sure I could come up with something.) to whoever can figure out what quote it is and what movie its from. Good luck.
Alright, enough of my ramblings.expect the next chapter sometime soon! And now, on with the show!
~Tink~
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.
In Which We Go To A Party!
It had been a week since the guys left that cold arena with the girls and had since spent their time planning for the next two nights. It was December 23 and the night of the annual company Christmas party. Now, Chris was planning on making Trish wait for her gifts until Christmas Eve, but Jason had his own small surprise in store for Amy tonight, and they both hoped to see someone good end up with Stacy for the holidays.
"You ready man?" Chris asked adjusting the buttons on his shirt as he looked at a very nervous Jason.
"I guess, I mean, tonight's the night." Jay sighed.
"You'll do fine, and I know it will turn out well. You're finally going to get your girl tonight." Chris smiled and clapped a hand on his friend's shoulder as Jay nervously smiled.
"What if I do this, and she still rejects me?" He looked to Chris in near desperation hoping to hear something that would put his mind at ease.
"If she rejects you, then at least you made a very good friend." Jay looked down with a sigh; this wasn't the type of encouragement he was hoping to hear. "But, I have a very strong feeling she won't reject you."
"How is that? Did Trish say something? You would tell me if she did wouldn't you?" Chris couldn't help but laugh at Jay's ramblings.
"Of course I would tell you if she told me anything, but she didn't. It's just a feeling that I have." Chris smiled encouragingly and grabbed his coat. "But, you might have a problem with rejection if we're late! Come on let's go get the girls."
"You're right." Jay smiled as he picked up his coat and walked out the door with his friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*At the Christmas party*~
"I just wanted to say," Vince McMahon started, "thank you all for a wonderful year! And here's hoping for a better, more prosperous, more entertaining next year! Now everyone, have some fun!"
"Here! Here!" Everyone cheered. Vince had gone all out, reserving the banquet room at the best hotel in the city for them all to celebrate at. There was a band playing on a stage, and a full catered meal. The entire room was decorated for the floor to the ceiling with the most beautiful and lavish decorations one could imagine and everyone from both rosters seemed to have been having a magical time.
"Now or never Jay," Chris whispered to his friend as they walked through the room. Jay sighed and nodded handing the punch he had gotten for Amy to Chris and walked off.
"Hey sweetie, what happened to Jason?" Trish asked sweetly.
"Uh, he had to go the little boy's room," Chris lied. He smiled at the girls and handed them their drinks as the guitarist for the band spoke up.
"Any requests out there," he asked.
"Please Come Home For Christmas," Amy called out. The band smiled and prepared to strike the first chords of the song as Amy turned to Chris and Trish who looked at her curiously. "It's my favorite carol." The two laughed as the song started, a familiar voice singing the lyrics.
Bells will be ringing
The glad glad news
Oh what a Christmas
To have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings
Oh once again
"No way," Amy breathed looking at the stage where Jason was standing singing.
"How did he." Trish started before Chris cut her off with a soft kiss letting Amy enjoy the song in peace.
Choirs would be singing
Silent night
False Christmas carols
By candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas
By New Years night
Jason stood on the stage, happily looking towards Amy seeing the shock and happiness on her face as he continued to sing. He was off to a pretty good start for giving her his gifts.
Friends and relations
Send salutations
Just as sure as
The stars shine above
This is Christmas
Christmas my dear
The time of year
To be with the one that you love
Then won't you'll tell me
You're never more wrong
Christmas and New Years
Will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow
No grief of pain
Cause I'll be happy
It's Christmas once again
As Jason made his way down from the stage Amy got up and walked over to where he was exiting leaving her friends sitting at the table with smiles.
"Don't tell me," Jason sighed, "I know I'm a horrible singer."
"No, no," she started, "you are a wonderful singer. And that was a beautiful song you did up there."
"Well I know I didn't do the song the justice it deserved but I thought it would make you smile and Amy I." Jason was cut off by a pair of lips softly pressing up against his.
"Thank you," Amy whispered as she pulled away. "I don't know what I did to deserve a wonderful friend or more that friend or whatever we are but." This time it was Amy who was cut off by Jason kissing her.
"Merry Christmas Red," he said softly as they walked back to their table hand in hand.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Stacy sighed as she watched her friends all laughing over at their table. Two happy couples at Christmas time, she wished there was over there with a guy of her own. Turning away from the happy sight in front of her she focus her attention on the boring punch bowl in front of her and poured herself a glass then leaned against the wall sadly.
"Why the sad eyes Stacy?" A male voice asked walking up to her.
"Oh nothing, I'm just homesick," she lied. "So what about you? I mean you don't look so happy yourself."
"Well, nobody's really happy when they're alone at Christmas time are they?"
"I guess you're right."
"Um, hey Stacy," he cleared his throat attempting to find courage.
"Yes."
"Do you see where you're standing?" Stacy looked over to him and then looked above her head only to see a small sprig of mistletoe.
"Mistletoe," she laughed. "So I guess that means we get to kiss, right?"
"Well it is tradition." He leaned in and gently brushed his lips against hers fighting the urge to pull her in closer and show her exactly how he felt.
"Wow," she sighed softly when the kiss was over. He just smiled and agreed as he pulled away, the kiss giving him the courage to do what he should have done weeks ago.
"Um Stacy, I um....I don't know how to say this, but I'm going to ask you out to dinner, and you are going to say no, politely and with a really good excuse attached, and then I'm going to go lock myself in the car and beat my head against the steering wheel three or four times, so."
"When?" Stacy smiled brightly. Maybe Santa was giving her an early present.
"When what?"
"When do you want to have dinner?"
"You're saying yes?" He nearly jumped for joy at this revelation. "Tomorrow?"
"I'd love to."
"You would? That's great. I guess this is really going to be a merry Christmas."
"I think it's going to be a wonderful Christmas Shane."