Slept until 1:00 p.m. today. Just in case there are any doctors out there reading this, would there be a reason for a very healthy 18-year-old to start getting the first headaches of her life, all in rapid succession? Oh yeah, maybe I should just go see a doctor. But those cost money. Which I don't have. Eh, maybe I'll just write the next chapter; that always seems to make me feel a little better.
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After the agreement was made, Bubba and D-von headed to the back again to get ready, and La Resistance finally came out for the tag team titles match. Quickly wishing her boys luck, Lita slid out of the ring.
Raven and Tommy were more than prepared. They isolated the smaller Sylvan Bronier, laying waste to him by making several quick tags back and forth. "It's nice to see them destroying something other than each other," Lita thought. Unfortunately, things started going downhill when Sylvan turned an Irish Whip into a nasty clothesline on Tommy. She pounded the mat for Tommy to get up as Sylvan crawled over to make the tag to Renee. Tommy reached for Raven's outstretched hand just a second too late. Renee pulled him back and began destroying him in the ring. What followed was a tricky series of La Resistance taunting Raven to enter the ring and distract the ref while they double-teamed Tommy in the corner.
"Uh-uh," Lita thought. "We ain't having none of that."
While Brian Hebner was distracted trying to force Raven out of the ring again, Lita leapt up onto the apron in one fluid motion and yanked Dupree's head down to hang him up on the ropes. When Bronier lunged forward to swing at Lita, Tommy hit him with a low blow.
The ref turned around just as Tommy was crawling over to make the tag to Raven. With a quick Raven Effect on Dupree, and Tommy kicking Bronier out of the ring, the ECW boys got the 1-2-3 and the tag team titles.
Lita jumped up in the ring, bouncing around, celebrating with them. Now ECW could really get the respect they deserved, considering they had more title belts to back it up with. "Of course," Lita thought. "I'm technically not the Women's Champion anymore, but that won't last long."
Tommy scooped her up in a big hug, and she enthusiastically squeezed him back. Then she turned to Raven, who, though desperate to keep looking tough and brooding, couldn't stop himself from smiling. She stood in the middle of them and raised each's arm in victory.
That was when both decided to lean in and kiss her cheek. Lita ducked. Raven kissed Tommy squarely on the lips. They pulled back, freaked out. Both looked down at Lita, who was trying her best not to laugh.
"Um, sorry?"
She scrambled out of the ring and went dashing up the ramp, the new tag team champions following on her heels.
Lita burst into a lockerroom full of the ECW guys howling with laughter.
"Oh man," Bubba choked out between tears. "You're in trouble."
"Hide me!" Lita begged.
Everyone just kept laughing.
"Okay, hide over here," Kane chuckled, pointing underneath the bench in the far back against the wall.
Lita scrambled under and Kane moved a few gymbags around so she was completely blocked.
Raven and Tommy burst in the room. Everyone started laughing harder, especially when Justin started making kissing sounds.
"Shut up!" Raven threatened.
"Where is she?"
"Come on," Rob laughed. "Have you actually figured out what you're going to do once you catch her?"
Raven opened his mouth to reply and closed it again, shaking his head thoughtfully.
"Never thought I'd see him at a loss for words," Stevie whispered to Lance, who snickered.
"Anyway, once you do figure it out, she's under here," Kane informed them. Lita pinched the back of his leg.
"Snitch!" she yelled as Raven and Tommy drug her out.
"So," Tommy glanced at Raven who held Lita's feet while Tommy held her shoulders. "What does she deserve?"
"Only one cruel and unusual punishment comes to mind."
"Oh no..." Lita murmured.
Suddenly, she was being tickled mercilessly. "I'm your leader!" she squealed in between giggles. "I command you to stop! That's a direct order!"
"Sorry, but we're revolting," Tommy said.
"You've always been revolting-" Lita shot back, which incited fiercer tickling. "Ow! Okay, enough! I concede my reign!"
They set her, breathless, down. Lita stood up, composing herself and trying to look dignified despite her flushed cheeks. "Can we come back to order, please? I believe that Bubba and D-von have a very important match in about 20 minutes."
The mirth in the room was snuffed out and everyone grew very quiet.
"Guys, it's okay," she reassured them. "We're going to win."
"I really wish you hadn't agreed to that stipulation, mami," Rey said quietly. "Nothing against Bubba and D-von; I know you guys can win. But it's a bigger risk than I'm willing to take. Plus, I just don't trust Bischoff."
"He agreed to that match a little too quickly," Kane added.
"Guys, there was no other way we could have gotten Stacey out of there. And no, she and I haven't always been the best of friends, but the way they're treating her can't be allowed. Besides, if worst comes to worst and I have to go with Test and Steiner..." Rob let out a nervous sigh. Lita smirked a little. "I'll make it a living hell for them. They'll be begging y'all to take me back by the time it's over. Besides, I can take it from them. She can't."
"There had to have been a different way," Rob argued.
"With Bischoff, this is the best we're gonna get. Now come on, we're up in a few minutes. All right?" Everyone nodded half-heartedly. "Guys, there's nothing to be worried about. We're gonna win. Besides," she joked. "It'll be really nice having another woman around to help me babysit all y'all. Now let's get out there."
She left with Bubba and D-von. Rob stopped her at the door. "It's not too late to call it off."
"It doesn't matter whether it's too late or not. I'm not going to call it off. You know that."
He sighed, taking her hand. He ran his thumb over the backs of her knuckles, traced the smooth skin of her palm before laying a gentle kiss on it. "Don't break my heart out there."
"Don't worry," she said, a little surprised at his straightforwardness. "That's the very last thing I want to do."
She walked off in the direction of the Dudleyz, pulling her hand very gently away from his.
The three rallied in the guerilla position. "So," Lita breathed, a little nervous. "Show no fear; show no mercy. Just like always, right?"
"Right," the two nodded seriously. "Okay," their music started. "Let's make this happen."
The three ran out to the top of the ramp, Lita making the 3-d symbol along with the guys. They sprinted down and slid into the ring, posing some more for the fans. Once the music had been cut, Lita snatched up a mic.
"Test, Steiner, you guys might want to think about just throwing this one," she warned. "Because if you win, you're stuck with me."
Test, Steiner, and Stacey walked out to "Holla, if ya hear me!", but they weren't alone. Evolution came with them.
Triple H had a microphone in his hand. Always a bad sign.
"No, you see, that's where you're wrong, Lita. We've already made a deal with Test and Steiner where, if they win you in this match tonight, we will automatically take you off their hands, for a reasonable price, of course. So Lita, the stipulation is not that if the Dudley Boyz lose this match you go with Test and Steiner. If the Dudley Boyz lose this match, you belong to me."
Lita turned to her teammates desperately. They only looked even more angered and prepared than before."
Bubba hugged her, whispering in her ear. "Don't worry. Now there's no way we're going to lose. I promise you, they will be able to keep my shoulders down for three seconds no matter what."
"Me neither," D-von agreed, wrapping her up in his strong arms. "We're not gonna let him get you, okay? You've got nothing to worry about."
She nodded, still shaking a little, and slid down out of the ring. In part to calm herself, she walked over to Stacey. Stacey smiled hesitantly and shyly at her. Lita smiled brightly back, putting on a show of fearlessness for the very intimidated young woman.
"Ready to get away from these losers?" she said purposely loudly, nodding to Test and Steiner. Stacey grinned, nodding. "Good," Lita smiled.
Test and Steiner climbed up on the apron, and the match began. It went back and forth for some time, and with a little prodding from Lita, Stacey was soon leading the crowd in the ECW chant. Test jumped down out of the ring, walking over to yell at Stacey, but Lita got in his face, pushing him back. He made a move to hit her, but D-von used the distraction to hit Test with a beautiful baseball slide. Stacey laughed and pointed at her vengeful ex, and the two women went back to watching the match in earnest.
Steiner slid down at one point and reached for the steel chair Stacey had been sitting on. Lita grabbed for it, and a tug-of-war ensued. Surprisingly, as she was pulling as hard as she could, Steiner let go.
Lita stumbled back a few feet and bumped into someone much taller and much wider than her. She turned around. Triple H grinned at her.
Before she could be sure what was happening, the chair had been yanked from her and slammed into her skull. As she lay crumpled on the ground, she could hear loud thumps from the canvas above her, the ref's hand as it slapped down for the three-count and the final bell.
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Cliffhanger! So, who do you think won? I betcha wanna know, dontcha? hahaha Okay, just kidding. Don't worry; you know my OCD about this story is gonna force me to post the next chapter in a timely fashion, so you won't be kept waiting long.
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After the agreement was made, Bubba and D-von headed to the back again to get ready, and La Resistance finally came out for the tag team titles match. Quickly wishing her boys luck, Lita slid out of the ring.
Raven and Tommy were more than prepared. They isolated the smaller Sylvan Bronier, laying waste to him by making several quick tags back and forth. "It's nice to see them destroying something other than each other," Lita thought. Unfortunately, things started going downhill when Sylvan turned an Irish Whip into a nasty clothesline on Tommy. She pounded the mat for Tommy to get up as Sylvan crawled over to make the tag to Renee. Tommy reached for Raven's outstretched hand just a second too late. Renee pulled him back and began destroying him in the ring. What followed was a tricky series of La Resistance taunting Raven to enter the ring and distract the ref while they double-teamed Tommy in the corner.
"Uh-uh," Lita thought. "We ain't having none of that."
While Brian Hebner was distracted trying to force Raven out of the ring again, Lita leapt up onto the apron in one fluid motion and yanked Dupree's head down to hang him up on the ropes. When Bronier lunged forward to swing at Lita, Tommy hit him with a low blow.
The ref turned around just as Tommy was crawling over to make the tag to Raven. With a quick Raven Effect on Dupree, and Tommy kicking Bronier out of the ring, the ECW boys got the 1-2-3 and the tag team titles.
Lita jumped up in the ring, bouncing around, celebrating with them. Now ECW could really get the respect they deserved, considering they had more title belts to back it up with. "Of course," Lita thought. "I'm technically not the Women's Champion anymore, but that won't last long."
Tommy scooped her up in a big hug, and she enthusiastically squeezed him back. Then she turned to Raven, who, though desperate to keep looking tough and brooding, couldn't stop himself from smiling. She stood in the middle of them and raised each's arm in victory.
That was when both decided to lean in and kiss her cheek. Lita ducked. Raven kissed Tommy squarely on the lips. They pulled back, freaked out. Both looked down at Lita, who was trying her best not to laugh.
"Um, sorry?"
She scrambled out of the ring and went dashing up the ramp, the new tag team champions following on her heels.
Lita burst into a lockerroom full of the ECW guys howling with laughter.
"Oh man," Bubba choked out between tears. "You're in trouble."
"Hide me!" Lita begged.
Everyone just kept laughing.
"Okay, hide over here," Kane chuckled, pointing underneath the bench in the far back against the wall.
Lita scrambled under and Kane moved a few gymbags around so she was completely blocked.
Raven and Tommy burst in the room. Everyone started laughing harder, especially when Justin started making kissing sounds.
"Shut up!" Raven threatened.
"Where is she?"
"Come on," Rob laughed. "Have you actually figured out what you're going to do once you catch her?"
Raven opened his mouth to reply and closed it again, shaking his head thoughtfully.
"Never thought I'd see him at a loss for words," Stevie whispered to Lance, who snickered.
"Anyway, once you do figure it out, she's under here," Kane informed them. Lita pinched the back of his leg.
"Snitch!" she yelled as Raven and Tommy drug her out.
"So," Tommy glanced at Raven who held Lita's feet while Tommy held her shoulders. "What does she deserve?"
"Only one cruel and unusual punishment comes to mind."
"Oh no..." Lita murmured.
Suddenly, she was being tickled mercilessly. "I'm your leader!" she squealed in between giggles. "I command you to stop! That's a direct order!"
"Sorry, but we're revolting," Tommy said.
"You've always been revolting-" Lita shot back, which incited fiercer tickling. "Ow! Okay, enough! I concede my reign!"
They set her, breathless, down. Lita stood up, composing herself and trying to look dignified despite her flushed cheeks. "Can we come back to order, please? I believe that Bubba and D-von have a very important match in about 20 minutes."
The mirth in the room was snuffed out and everyone grew very quiet.
"Guys, it's okay," she reassured them. "We're going to win."
"I really wish you hadn't agreed to that stipulation, mami," Rey said quietly. "Nothing against Bubba and D-von; I know you guys can win. But it's a bigger risk than I'm willing to take. Plus, I just don't trust Bischoff."
"He agreed to that match a little too quickly," Kane added.
"Guys, there was no other way we could have gotten Stacey out of there. And no, she and I haven't always been the best of friends, but the way they're treating her can't be allowed. Besides, if worst comes to worst and I have to go with Test and Steiner..." Rob let out a nervous sigh. Lita smirked a little. "I'll make it a living hell for them. They'll be begging y'all to take me back by the time it's over. Besides, I can take it from them. She can't."
"There had to have been a different way," Rob argued.
"With Bischoff, this is the best we're gonna get. Now come on, we're up in a few minutes. All right?" Everyone nodded half-heartedly. "Guys, there's nothing to be worried about. We're gonna win. Besides," she joked. "It'll be really nice having another woman around to help me babysit all y'all. Now let's get out there."
She left with Bubba and D-von. Rob stopped her at the door. "It's not too late to call it off."
"It doesn't matter whether it's too late or not. I'm not going to call it off. You know that."
He sighed, taking her hand. He ran his thumb over the backs of her knuckles, traced the smooth skin of her palm before laying a gentle kiss on it. "Don't break my heart out there."
"Don't worry," she said, a little surprised at his straightforwardness. "That's the very last thing I want to do."
She walked off in the direction of the Dudleyz, pulling her hand very gently away from his.
The three rallied in the guerilla position. "So," Lita breathed, a little nervous. "Show no fear; show no mercy. Just like always, right?"
"Right," the two nodded seriously. "Okay," their music started. "Let's make this happen."
The three ran out to the top of the ramp, Lita making the 3-d symbol along with the guys. They sprinted down and slid into the ring, posing some more for the fans. Once the music had been cut, Lita snatched up a mic.
"Test, Steiner, you guys might want to think about just throwing this one," she warned. "Because if you win, you're stuck with me."
Test, Steiner, and Stacey walked out to "Holla, if ya hear me!", but they weren't alone. Evolution came with them.
Triple H had a microphone in his hand. Always a bad sign.
"No, you see, that's where you're wrong, Lita. We've already made a deal with Test and Steiner where, if they win you in this match tonight, we will automatically take you off their hands, for a reasonable price, of course. So Lita, the stipulation is not that if the Dudley Boyz lose this match you go with Test and Steiner. If the Dudley Boyz lose this match, you belong to me."
Lita turned to her teammates desperately. They only looked even more angered and prepared than before."
Bubba hugged her, whispering in her ear. "Don't worry. Now there's no way we're going to lose. I promise you, they will be able to keep my shoulders down for three seconds no matter what."
"Me neither," D-von agreed, wrapping her up in his strong arms. "We're not gonna let him get you, okay? You've got nothing to worry about."
She nodded, still shaking a little, and slid down out of the ring. In part to calm herself, she walked over to Stacey. Stacey smiled hesitantly and shyly at her. Lita smiled brightly back, putting on a show of fearlessness for the very intimidated young woman.
"Ready to get away from these losers?" she said purposely loudly, nodding to Test and Steiner. Stacey grinned, nodding. "Good," Lita smiled.
Test and Steiner climbed up on the apron, and the match began. It went back and forth for some time, and with a little prodding from Lita, Stacey was soon leading the crowd in the ECW chant. Test jumped down out of the ring, walking over to yell at Stacey, but Lita got in his face, pushing him back. He made a move to hit her, but D-von used the distraction to hit Test with a beautiful baseball slide. Stacey laughed and pointed at her vengeful ex, and the two women went back to watching the match in earnest.
Steiner slid down at one point and reached for the steel chair Stacey had been sitting on. Lita grabbed for it, and a tug-of-war ensued. Surprisingly, as she was pulling as hard as she could, Steiner let go.
Lita stumbled back a few feet and bumped into someone much taller and much wider than her. She turned around. Triple H grinned at her.
Before she could be sure what was happening, the chair had been yanked from her and slammed into her skull. As she lay crumpled on the ground, she could hear loud thumps from the canvas above her, the ref's hand as it slapped down for the three-count and the final bell.
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Cliffhanger! So, who do you think won? I betcha wanna know, dontcha? hahaha Okay, just kidding. Don't worry; you know my OCD about this story is gonna force me to post the next chapter in a timely fashion, so you won't be kept waiting long.