After dinner that night, which wasn't steaks by the way, Chris and
Stephanie put Joey to bed before going to their room to watch tv together.
They lay under the covers, sitting up with their pillows against the
backboard. Chris flipped through the channels.
"Hey look, Inuyasha again." Chris smiled.
"Oh Chris, you're such a kid at heart." Stephanie shook her head to herself but smiled.
"I dunno why you don't let Joey watch, it's just a cartoon."
"Most cartoon's don't have sexual tension." Stephanie motioned towards the screen.
Chris watched as Inuyasha was making moves on Kagome, "There's nothing wrong with it."
"Maybe not for you, but for a baby it is. Pokemon is violent enough for a boy his age, not even a year old."
"Hmm, then maybe I should return the nun chucks I got him for his next birthday." Chris smirked.
"Oh shut up Chris." Stephanie laughed and shoved him playfully. She leaned against him just like that afternoon as they watched tv. "So what are you going to do tomorrow?"
"I'm going shopping to get some Christmas stuff for Joey."
"You know, we do have some stuff in the attic. Why not look up there first before spending the money?"
"Good idea."
"Well, I'm prone to have them." Stephanie smirked proudly.
Chris yawned, "Well I'm tired, I'm gonna go to sleep."
"Ok then." Stephanie kissed him. "Good night."
Chris lay down and went to sleep. Stephanie turned back to the tv, Inuyasha was ending.
"Inuyasha, sit." At Kagome's command, Inuyasha plummeted to the ground.
"Now what did you do that for?" Inuyasha looked up angrily, his face covered in dirt.
"I wish all men could be controlled that easily." Sango looked over at Miroku.
"Oh, and what does that mean?"
Stephanie turned off the tv and looked down at Chris, already asleep. She smiled to herself, "I do too, I do too." And with that she went to sleep.
Now what on earth could that mean?
The next morning, Stephanie was the first to wake. It was six and time to take care of Joey. She got up out of bed and put on her robe, she looked down at Chris, still sleeping deeply. She smiled to herself. Then she walked out of the room to go take care of Joey. A few hours later, Chris woke up and went to the bathroom to get ready. He left when Stephanie was making Joey breakfast. Chris drove to the store in his blue-black Ford minivan. The roads were slow and crowded, and the road under construction didn't help. He laid on the horn like it was 'honk for money day', and swore until his blood pressure doubled. Finding a parking spot was like pulling teeth, but he finally managed to outwit another driver and find one. He went inside and looked around the crowded store, it was so busy that nobody would care if a celebrity was in there, they couldn't even see him they were so busy. Chris got a cart and went to the Christmas section.
"Now let's see, what should I get for Joey?" Chris wore a big dopey grin. "How about, everything!" He reached for a wreath but so did some lady. Chris growled, "Hey!"
"Watch it bucko!" She snapped back.
But Chris continued to pull, "Hey let go, that's mine!"
"I saw it first!" The lady couldn't care less that she was arguing with a pro-wrestler. Finally she yanked it out of his hands, pouted successfully and walked off.
Chris felt his blood boil, "Yea, why don't you try that again in the ring lady?"
He walked down the isles and got a bunch of decorations, including a pretty tree, and though it was fake, it looked real. He found another big wreath with pine like streamers to hang on the wall beams. Most of it was picked over, but soon he felt he got enough, so he stood in one of the long lines to pay for it. What felt like an hour later, he got out and was trying to get out of the crowded parking lot that much reminded him of getting out of an arena after a show. He couldn't help but wonder how the guys on the road were doing. Finally he was able to get on the road and drive home. He took the box of decorations and went into the house.
"Honey I'm home. Baba Lou!" Chris got no reply. "Lucy?" He walked into the den and gasped, nearly dropping the box, along with his jaw.
"Oh, hi Chris." Stephanie looked up from sitting on the floor with Joey.
Chris's jaw remained dropped at what he saw: the room was full of decorations, even a Christmas tree, only this one was real. Everything was decorated, the windows, the tables, even the beams had festivity. He let the box slip out of his hands and onto the floor.
"What is this?" Chris finally managed to choke out, feeling jittery.
"I told you last night to look in the attic, we had more than enough stuff."
"But, but, the tree." Chris stammered.
"Oh, Christian's wife dropped it off. Wasn't that nice?"
"Uh, uh...." Chris was lost for words.
"And what's all that stuff?"
"Uh." Chris came to his senses. He looked down and picked up the box to hide it behind his back. "Nothing?"
"Chris, we have no need for that stuff, why don't you go back and return it and get our money back, or at least some store credit. Where is it from, Target? That'll be good either way."
"Oh!" Chris felt faint, he'd gone through all that mess for nothing and now he'd have to return it? He sighed, maintaining his composure, he nodded. "Alright." And so, he put it back in the SUV and drove back to the store, found a parking space, took the box into the store and stood in line. Almost half an hour later he got to the desk. "Most wonderful time of the year? Ha!"
"Can I help you?" The lady asked when he stepped up to her window.
"Yea, I just bought this and want to return it."
"Is something wrong with it?"
"No, I just don't need it."
"Then why did you buy it?"
Ok, this lady was getting on Chris's nerves. She was obviously a hired extra for the holiday rush. He breathed hard, "Can I just please return this now?"
"Sure, gotta receipt?"
"Yea uh..." Chris dug in his pocket, then in his other, still nothing. "Uh oh." Then he remembered, he'd thrown it out when he'd gone out the store. "Just a sec." Chris ran outside and looked in the trashcan, getting some cock eyed looks from the others. "It's empty, but how?" He looked up at a sound and saw a trash truck driving away. He slumped, disappointed, "Figures." He went back into the store. "Uh, do I need a receipt?"
"Yea."
"But I threw it out and the trash guy just took it and left. Please, it's the holiday season!" Chris was getting stressed out, all this stuff had cost a hundred bucks.
"Sorry, no receipt, no return."
Chris fumed, his nerves shot this time, "Fine." He picked up the box and left angrily. "Lousy rotten karmic retribution." He threw the box into a big dumpster in the back of the store and left.
Chris finally got home and slumped down on the sofa, exousted. He was just as achy and tired as he was after fighting Kane last Monday. Stephanie and Joey entered the room and put a small box under the tree with some of the other presents.
"So, how was the holiday rush?" She asked, sitting down next to him.
"Ugh."
"Now you know how the common man feels."
"Then the working man is much stronger than I am."
"Chris, I can take a needle, I'm stronger than you are."
Chris leered at her but then leaned back. "I'm just glad I don't have to buy anymore presents, good thing I got that taken care of already."
"Yea, I finished too, I'm not going out there."
"Oh?" Chris laughed slightly. "Now whose the weak one?"
Stephanie smirked. She picked Joey up, "Joey, can you say, Christmas?"
"Dama uhm gaga." Joey began lecturing in baby talk. "Hmm, uh hu, um wha, ah ha."
"Really? Well professor, why don't you tell us what you really think." Chris smiled.
"Some day he'll grow up to a great scholar, a presidential businessman of some company." Stephanie said dreamily.
"Of the WWE you mean?"
"Well, maybe." Steph smiled at the though. "He's got some competition with Shannon though." She looked at her watch, "Oh hey, are you ready for lunch?"
"Nah, I'm kinda tired from this whole experience. I think I'm gonna take a nap." Chris replied.
"Aw, look at the little baby, aren't you cute. Where's your mommy?" Steph teased in baby like.
"Gaga, googoo." Chris stretched out on the sofa.
"Well you'd better rest and relax, after all, you still have Armageddon to worry about." Stephanie reminded. Then she teased, "And we don't want you to loose, after all, that'd be the end of the world now wouldn't it?"
Chris laughed sarcastically back at her as she left the room. But Armageddon is drawing near, let's hope Chris is ready to take on Kane in a year end battle.
"Hey look, Inuyasha again." Chris smiled.
"Oh Chris, you're such a kid at heart." Stephanie shook her head to herself but smiled.
"I dunno why you don't let Joey watch, it's just a cartoon."
"Most cartoon's don't have sexual tension." Stephanie motioned towards the screen.
Chris watched as Inuyasha was making moves on Kagome, "There's nothing wrong with it."
"Maybe not for you, but for a baby it is. Pokemon is violent enough for a boy his age, not even a year old."
"Hmm, then maybe I should return the nun chucks I got him for his next birthday." Chris smirked.
"Oh shut up Chris." Stephanie laughed and shoved him playfully. She leaned against him just like that afternoon as they watched tv. "So what are you going to do tomorrow?"
"I'm going shopping to get some Christmas stuff for Joey."
"You know, we do have some stuff in the attic. Why not look up there first before spending the money?"
"Good idea."
"Well, I'm prone to have them." Stephanie smirked proudly.
Chris yawned, "Well I'm tired, I'm gonna go to sleep."
"Ok then." Stephanie kissed him. "Good night."
Chris lay down and went to sleep. Stephanie turned back to the tv, Inuyasha was ending.
"Inuyasha, sit." At Kagome's command, Inuyasha plummeted to the ground.
"Now what did you do that for?" Inuyasha looked up angrily, his face covered in dirt.
"I wish all men could be controlled that easily." Sango looked over at Miroku.
"Oh, and what does that mean?"
Stephanie turned off the tv and looked down at Chris, already asleep. She smiled to herself, "I do too, I do too." And with that she went to sleep.
Now what on earth could that mean?
The next morning, Stephanie was the first to wake. It was six and time to take care of Joey. She got up out of bed and put on her robe, she looked down at Chris, still sleeping deeply. She smiled to herself. Then she walked out of the room to go take care of Joey. A few hours later, Chris woke up and went to the bathroom to get ready. He left when Stephanie was making Joey breakfast. Chris drove to the store in his blue-black Ford minivan. The roads were slow and crowded, and the road under construction didn't help. He laid on the horn like it was 'honk for money day', and swore until his blood pressure doubled. Finding a parking spot was like pulling teeth, but he finally managed to outwit another driver and find one. He went inside and looked around the crowded store, it was so busy that nobody would care if a celebrity was in there, they couldn't even see him they were so busy. Chris got a cart and went to the Christmas section.
"Now let's see, what should I get for Joey?" Chris wore a big dopey grin. "How about, everything!" He reached for a wreath but so did some lady. Chris growled, "Hey!"
"Watch it bucko!" She snapped back.
But Chris continued to pull, "Hey let go, that's mine!"
"I saw it first!" The lady couldn't care less that she was arguing with a pro-wrestler. Finally she yanked it out of his hands, pouted successfully and walked off.
Chris felt his blood boil, "Yea, why don't you try that again in the ring lady?"
He walked down the isles and got a bunch of decorations, including a pretty tree, and though it was fake, it looked real. He found another big wreath with pine like streamers to hang on the wall beams. Most of it was picked over, but soon he felt he got enough, so he stood in one of the long lines to pay for it. What felt like an hour later, he got out and was trying to get out of the crowded parking lot that much reminded him of getting out of an arena after a show. He couldn't help but wonder how the guys on the road were doing. Finally he was able to get on the road and drive home. He took the box of decorations and went into the house.
"Honey I'm home. Baba Lou!" Chris got no reply. "Lucy?" He walked into the den and gasped, nearly dropping the box, along with his jaw.
"Oh, hi Chris." Stephanie looked up from sitting on the floor with Joey.
Chris's jaw remained dropped at what he saw: the room was full of decorations, even a Christmas tree, only this one was real. Everything was decorated, the windows, the tables, even the beams had festivity. He let the box slip out of his hands and onto the floor.
"What is this?" Chris finally managed to choke out, feeling jittery.
"I told you last night to look in the attic, we had more than enough stuff."
"But, but, the tree." Chris stammered.
"Oh, Christian's wife dropped it off. Wasn't that nice?"
"Uh, uh...." Chris was lost for words.
"And what's all that stuff?"
"Uh." Chris came to his senses. He looked down and picked up the box to hide it behind his back. "Nothing?"
"Chris, we have no need for that stuff, why don't you go back and return it and get our money back, or at least some store credit. Where is it from, Target? That'll be good either way."
"Oh!" Chris felt faint, he'd gone through all that mess for nothing and now he'd have to return it? He sighed, maintaining his composure, he nodded. "Alright." And so, he put it back in the SUV and drove back to the store, found a parking space, took the box into the store and stood in line. Almost half an hour later he got to the desk. "Most wonderful time of the year? Ha!"
"Can I help you?" The lady asked when he stepped up to her window.
"Yea, I just bought this and want to return it."
"Is something wrong with it?"
"No, I just don't need it."
"Then why did you buy it?"
Ok, this lady was getting on Chris's nerves. She was obviously a hired extra for the holiday rush. He breathed hard, "Can I just please return this now?"
"Sure, gotta receipt?"
"Yea uh..." Chris dug in his pocket, then in his other, still nothing. "Uh oh." Then he remembered, he'd thrown it out when he'd gone out the store. "Just a sec." Chris ran outside and looked in the trashcan, getting some cock eyed looks from the others. "It's empty, but how?" He looked up at a sound and saw a trash truck driving away. He slumped, disappointed, "Figures." He went back into the store. "Uh, do I need a receipt?"
"Yea."
"But I threw it out and the trash guy just took it and left. Please, it's the holiday season!" Chris was getting stressed out, all this stuff had cost a hundred bucks.
"Sorry, no receipt, no return."
Chris fumed, his nerves shot this time, "Fine." He picked up the box and left angrily. "Lousy rotten karmic retribution." He threw the box into a big dumpster in the back of the store and left.
Chris finally got home and slumped down on the sofa, exousted. He was just as achy and tired as he was after fighting Kane last Monday. Stephanie and Joey entered the room and put a small box under the tree with some of the other presents.
"So, how was the holiday rush?" She asked, sitting down next to him.
"Ugh."
"Now you know how the common man feels."
"Then the working man is much stronger than I am."
"Chris, I can take a needle, I'm stronger than you are."
Chris leered at her but then leaned back. "I'm just glad I don't have to buy anymore presents, good thing I got that taken care of already."
"Yea, I finished too, I'm not going out there."
"Oh?" Chris laughed slightly. "Now whose the weak one?"
Stephanie smirked. She picked Joey up, "Joey, can you say, Christmas?"
"Dama uhm gaga." Joey began lecturing in baby talk. "Hmm, uh hu, um wha, ah ha."
"Really? Well professor, why don't you tell us what you really think." Chris smiled.
"Some day he'll grow up to a great scholar, a presidential businessman of some company." Stephanie said dreamily.
"Of the WWE you mean?"
"Well, maybe." Steph smiled at the though. "He's got some competition with Shannon though." She looked at her watch, "Oh hey, are you ready for lunch?"
"Nah, I'm kinda tired from this whole experience. I think I'm gonna take a nap." Chris replied.
"Aw, look at the little baby, aren't you cute. Where's your mommy?" Steph teased in baby like.
"Gaga, googoo." Chris stretched out on the sofa.
"Well you'd better rest and relax, after all, you still have Armageddon to worry about." Stephanie reminded. Then she teased, "And we don't want you to loose, after all, that'd be the end of the world now wouldn't it?"
Chris laughed sarcastically back at her as she left the room. But Armageddon is drawing near, let's hope Chris is ready to take on Kane in a year end battle.
