Disclaimer: I am not Joss or WWE or anything of the sort.. Sighs.. I am
just borrowing the characters.
Chapter 3
"So, what was with the lip locking?" Trish asked, when Buffy stepped backstage, winking at Nash. Buffy flushed, looking everywhere but at Trish and Nash, who both just laughed.
"I didn't realize that women still blushed in this day and age," Nash teased her.
"Sure we do," Trish said, linking arms with Buffy, "When we think it's worth it." The girls started laughing, walking off leaving a very confused Nash in their wake.
"Women!" he muttered, before following the girls down the ramp and off into the dressing rooms. Changing quickly, he waited for Buffy and Trish to walk out of their dressing room, when he heard the sound of someone hitting the wall. Thinking that someone was hurting the girls, he ran into the dressing room, prepared to defend their honors.
"Duck!" he heard Buffy yell as a body went sailing over his head. "Do they always have welcome wagons or am I just special?"
"You're just special." Trish confirmed, earning a glare from Buffy and a chuckle from Nash. "Wow, I would have thought that the Evolution would have waited until next show to strike again." Nash and Trish exchanged worried glances.
"What?" Buffy asked, she was still unconcerned about the Evolution, "And hey! I thought there was only three." she was confused because she dealt with three of them and they wouldn't have been moving yet, she was pretty damned sure anyways. Besides, the guy she just threw out the door was not one of the people that had come down to the ring with Evolution.
"Batista has been on the injury list." Nash said, "As far as anyone knew he wasn't back yet. They must have been using him for back up." he was becoming concerned for Buffy, since she didn't seem to have the inclination to have any concern for herself.
"So, you're what the hype is about." a young man only slightly taller than Buffy said walking into Trish's dressing room, without any preamble. "Eric Bischoff." he held out his hand and Buffy looked him over, she didn't trust him as far as Willow would have been able to throw him.
"Charmed I'm sure." Buffy said, still not taking his hand, "What can I do for you?"
"I'm here to talk to you about injuring Randy Orton." he replied getting straight down to business, Buffy looked confused and looked to Nash and Trish for help.
"Evolution." Trish replied and Buffy nodded understanding passing through her eyes, he must have been the younger guy.
"What about him?" Buffy asked, she wasn't even sure who this guy was, let alone what he had to do with anything in the WWE.
"Well, he has recently joined Team Bischoff and as such.."
"You're gonna tell me that I can't beat him up." Buffy interrupted, knowing exactly where that was going. Bischoff nodded, pleased that she had caught on so quick, "Sure, as long as he doesn't interfere with my match again or try to hurt me or my friends, I won't beat the shit out of him."
"Now listen!" Bischoff began, but Buffy had dealt with Snyder, this guy could take a few lessons.
"Nice chatting with you, but I must be off." she replied and looked at Nash and Trish, making her way to the door.
"I wouldn't leave, your job isn't done yet." he said and Buffy looked at him, "You have another match." he left the room, an evil gleam in his eyes. Bischoff headed towards the ramp and the ring. Nash and Trish looked at her like she had grown three heads and then some.
"What?" she asked.
"That was the co-General Manager of the company." Nash informed her.
"So, whose the other co-GM?"
"That would be me. Steve Austin." he held out his hand and surprisingly Buffy shook his hand. He had an aura about him that reminded her of Faith, who she had only begun to understand, but it made her feel at home.
"Are you here to tell me that I wasn't supposed to be up Richie Norton?" she asked and the three other superstars began to laugh at her misprunciation.
"Nope." he replied, "I am here to thank you for kicking Triple-H's ass and tell you to keep up the good work." before the conversation could go any further, he noticed Bischoff had taken the ring, so he turned up the t.v.
"It has come to my attention that we have a new member of Raw, Buffy!" he declared and the crowd cheered, they already liked the tiny blonde. "Well, as a welcome I have set up a match for her tonight." the crowd cheered again, "A tag team match." there was even more cheering. "Buffy and Trish Stratus in a handicapped match against Victoria, Steven Richards, and Batista."
"Son of a bitch!" Steve ground out, he had wanted to see Evolution get their ass kicked by a girl, turning to look at Buffy, "If I give you another person could you win?"
"Sure." Buffy said, she didn't want to mention that she could probably kick ass without either person, but whatever.
"Alright," Steve said, "I can't cancel a match, but I can add to it." he nodded walking out of the room and into the room. The crowd going wild as his entrance music went on, stopping at the edge of the ramp and asking for a mike, he waited until the crowd calmed down.
"You know I can't cancel a match." he said and the crowd yelled "What!" back, while Bischoff looked supremely arrogant, "But I can add to it." again the crowd yelled, "What!" and Bischoff's face fell, "a tag team match, one fall. Victoria, Steven Richards, and Batista." Bischoff got ready to say something, but Stone Cold kept on talking, "And Buffy, Trish Stratus, and Shawn Michaels." the crowd cheered, "Because Stone Cold.." the crowd finished it off for him, "Said so." his entrance music went off again and he turned around and left, leaving Bischoff pissed off. Throwing the mike at the announcer, he followed Stone Cold out, to the jeers of the crowd.
Chapter 3
"So, what was with the lip locking?" Trish asked, when Buffy stepped backstage, winking at Nash. Buffy flushed, looking everywhere but at Trish and Nash, who both just laughed.
"I didn't realize that women still blushed in this day and age," Nash teased her.
"Sure we do," Trish said, linking arms with Buffy, "When we think it's worth it." The girls started laughing, walking off leaving a very confused Nash in their wake.
"Women!" he muttered, before following the girls down the ramp and off into the dressing rooms. Changing quickly, he waited for Buffy and Trish to walk out of their dressing room, when he heard the sound of someone hitting the wall. Thinking that someone was hurting the girls, he ran into the dressing room, prepared to defend their honors.
"Duck!" he heard Buffy yell as a body went sailing over his head. "Do they always have welcome wagons or am I just special?"
"You're just special." Trish confirmed, earning a glare from Buffy and a chuckle from Nash. "Wow, I would have thought that the Evolution would have waited until next show to strike again." Nash and Trish exchanged worried glances.
"What?" Buffy asked, she was still unconcerned about the Evolution, "And hey! I thought there was only three." she was confused because she dealt with three of them and they wouldn't have been moving yet, she was pretty damned sure anyways. Besides, the guy she just threw out the door was not one of the people that had come down to the ring with Evolution.
"Batista has been on the injury list." Nash said, "As far as anyone knew he wasn't back yet. They must have been using him for back up." he was becoming concerned for Buffy, since she didn't seem to have the inclination to have any concern for herself.
"So, you're what the hype is about." a young man only slightly taller than Buffy said walking into Trish's dressing room, without any preamble. "Eric Bischoff." he held out his hand and Buffy looked him over, she didn't trust him as far as Willow would have been able to throw him.
"Charmed I'm sure." Buffy said, still not taking his hand, "What can I do for you?"
"I'm here to talk to you about injuring Randy Orton." he replied getting straight down to business, Buffy looked confused and looked to Nash and Trish for help.
"Evolution." Trish replied and Buffy nodded understanding passing through her eyes, he must have been the younger guy.
"What about him?" Buffy asked, she wasn't even sure who this guy was, let alone what he had to do with anything in the WWE.
"Well, he has recently joined Team Bischoff and as such.."
"You're gonna tell me that I can't beat him up." Buffy interrupted, knowing exactly where that was going. Bischoff nodded, pleased that she had caught on so quick, "Sure, as long as he doesn't interfere with my match again or try to hurt me or my friends, I won't beat the shit out of him."
"Now listen!" Bischoff began, but Buffy had dealt with Snyder, this guy could take a few lessons.
"Nice chatting with you, but I must be off." she replied and looked at Nash and Trish, making her way to the door.
"I wouldn't leave, your job isn't done yet." he said and Buffy looked at him, "You have another match." he left the room, an evil gleam in his eyes. Bischoff headed towards the ramp and the ring. Nash and Trish looked at her like she had grown three heads and then some.
"What?" she asked.
"That was the co-General Manager of the company." Nash informed her.
"So, whose the other co-GM?"
"That would be me. Steve Austin." he held out his hand and surprisingly Buffy shook his hand. He had an aura about him that reminded her of Faith, who she had only begun to understand, but it made her feel at home.
"Are you here to tell me that I wasn't supposed to be up Richie Norton?" she asked and the three other superstars began to laugh at her misprunciation.
"Nope." he replied, "I am here to thank you for kicking Triple-H's ass and tell you to keep up the good work." before the conversation could go any further, he noticed Bischoff had taken the ring, so he turned up the t.v.
"It has come to my attention that we have a new member of Raw, Buffy!" he declared and the crowd cheered, they already liked the tiny blonde. "Well, as a welcome I have set up a match for her tonight." the crowd cheered again, "A tag team match." there was even more cheering. "Buffy and Trish Stratus in a handicapped match against Victoria, Steven Richards, and Batista."
"Son of a bitch!" Steve ground out, he had wanted to see Evolution get their ass kicked by a girl, turning to look at Buffy, "If I give you another person could you win?"
"Sure." Buffy said, she didn't want to mention that she could probably kick ass without either person, but whatever.
"Alright," Steve said, "I can't cancel a match, but I can add to it." he nodded walking out of the room and into the room. The crowd going wild as his entrance music went on, stopping at the edge of the ramp and asking for a mike, he waited until the crowd calmed down.
"You know I can't cancel a match." he said and the crowd yelled "What!" back, while Bischoff looked supremely arrogant, "But I can add to it." again the crowd yelled, "What!" and Bischoff's face fell, "a tag team match, one fall. Victoria, Steven Richards, and Batista." Bischoff got ready to say something, but Stone Cold kept on talking, "And Buffy, Trish Stratus, and Shawn Michaels." the crowd cheered, "Because Stone Cold.." the crowd finished it off for him, "Said so." his entrance music went off again and he turned around and left, leaving Bischoff pissed off. Throwing the mike at the announcer, he followed Stone Cold out, to the jeers of the crowd.