A/N: DAMNIT!!! Raven lost his #1 Contender's match to that puss Chris
Harris. Now Harris gets a shot for Jarrett's title, and Raven gets crapped
on. Russo really pisses me off. Bastard. R & R and let me know what you
guys think.
Chapter 10.
The next day, Gaby and Raven were sitting in his dressing room several hours before the house show started.
"I can't believe he just handed me off to you like a used rag."
"I'm sorry that he refuses to deal with you." Gaby said. Raven sounded pretty upset about how Russo had been treating him. "I wish that there was something I could do to make it better, but I don't know what to do."
"I don't either." He responded.
"I'm sorry that you lost your number one contender's match last night. It's a travesty. That should be you facing Jarrett at the end of the month, not Harris. Just because Russo is protecting Harris, it's just not right."
"Are you not protecting me in the same way?"
"Yeah, but I don't have the power that he does. I can only try to persuade his choice, I can't make it for him. Yes, I want to protect you, and I also want to make sure that you get all of the opportunities that you deserve, but as long as Russo is giving those chances to Harris, I can't get them for you. Russo has two Golden Boys, Jarrett and Harris. He has to look out for both of them, and considering they have to face each other at the last pay per view of the month, that means that he is going to have to take sides. I, however, am on your side. I will do whatever is in your best interest."
**** Meanwhile******
"Russo, when are we getting our tag title shot?" CM Punk and Julio Dinero demanded as they burst into Russo's office without knocking.
"When I say that you do. They champs are Kid Kash and Dallas. There is a pecking order, and right now, you aren't close to the top of it. So get out of my office." He responded sternly.
"Bullshit. We want our title match now."
"I want a rematch for Jarrett's title next week!" Storm demanded as he came into the office.
"Get out of my office. You can't have a rematch because Harris has his shot next week."
"No, Harris has his shot at the end of the month. We still have one more PPV before that, and I want my title shot next week!"
"I said no Storm, now get out."
"Russo, when do we get our shot at the tag team titles?" Slash and Sinn asked as they walked into the office.
"It's getting cramped, and this is my office, so everyone out!" Russo shouted as Gaby slinked through the crowd with Raven in tow, and they sat down on the couch.
"Good, Gaby! You're here. Guys, if you have a problem, Gaby can solve it."
"Oh, no you don't, I'm taking a break for two weeks. I told you, and I told the guys. I am taking a break from everyone's problems, and if they have a problem they need to come to you. You don't appreciate me anymore Vince. You don't appreciate how easy I make your life. This is what your office is going to be like until you start treating me better. You know, when you have a problem, you send it my way to fix it, but when you are coming up with something as simple as a house show card, you don't like any of the ideas that I come up with, and you know, I really didn't think that the ideas were that bad."
"Alright fine, sorry, fix these guys problems."
"That is your idea of an apology? Ha! That's a joke. If you think I'm gonna accept that as an apology, you are sadly mistaken. You are going to have to do much better than that."
"By the way Russo, I demand a rematch with Harris for my number one contendership. I was cheated, and I want a rematch."
"Well, Raven, I'm going to tell you the same thing that I have told everyone else in here. No. I am the Director of Authority, and I said no."
"You know Russo, the acronym for Director of Authority is DOA. You know we can arrange that for you."
"Is that a threat, Levy?"
""Do you perceive that as a threat?"
"Yes I do."
"Well, perception is reality."
"What?"
"Vince," Gaby interjected, "what he means by that is that if you perceive that as a threat, then it probably is. Now, it seems to me that you have a few situations on your hands, and from what I could tell from the line outside of your door, you are going to have many more situations on your hands in a few minutes. What are you going to do about it?"
"Aren't you going to help me out at all?"
"Not right now. I need you to appreciate how skilled I am at what I do. I am your problem solver, you need me, and you need to figure that out. Until you treat me better, you get to deal with everyone's issues. And if you choose not to, you may have a mutiny on your hands. I have an errand to run an errand. I'll be back before the house show." Gaby and Raven left the room and headed out. The exited the arena and headed for her car.
They drove around chatting about how Russo was an ass until Gaby found what she was looking for- a Barnes & Noble bookstore. She walked around the store looking through the sections of books. She went to the sports section and picked out Lita's autobiography. It was the only one she didn't have yet. She looked around the store, but didn't find anything else that caught her eye, so she went to the counter and paid for her book.
When they got back to the arena they went to Russo's office and sat down on the couch. She laid her head in Raven's lap and stretched her legs out across the couch and started to read her book amongst the commotion of everyone demanding things from Russo. The next two weeks were going to be very interesting.
Chapter 10.
The next day, Gaby and Raven were sitting in his dressing room several hours before the house show started.
"I can't believe he just handed me off to you like a used rag."
"I'm sorry that he refuses to deal with you." Gaby said. Raven sounded pretty upset about how Russo had been treating him. "I wish that there was something I could do to make it better, but I don't know what to do."
"I don't either." He responded.
"I'm sorry that you lost your number one contender's match last night. It's a travesty. That should be you facing Jarrett at the end of the month, not Harris. Just because Russo is protecting Harris, it's just not right."
"Are you not protecting me in the same way?"
"Yeah, but I don't have the power that he does. I can only try to persuade his choice, I can't make it for him. Yes, I want to protect you, and I also want to make sure that you get all of the opportunities that you deserve, but as long as Russo is giving those chances to Harris, I can't get them for you. Russo has two Golden Boys, Jarrett and Harris. He has to look out for both of them, and considering they have to face each other at the last pay per view of the month, that means that he is going to have to take sides. I, however, am on your side. I will do whatever is in your best interest."
**** Meanwhile******
"Russo, when are we getting our tag title shot?" CM Punk and Julio Dinero demanded as they burst into Russo's office without knocking.
"When I say that you do. They champs are Kid Kash and Dallas. There is a pecking order, and right now, you aren't close to the top of it. So get out of my office." He responded sternly.
"Bullshit. We want our title match now."
"I want a rematch for Jarrett's title next week!" Storm demanded as he came into the office.
"Get out of my office. You can't have a rematch because Harris has his shot next week."
"No, Harris has his shot at the end of the month. We still have one more PPV before that, and I want my title shot next week!"
"I said no Storm, now get out."
"Russo, when do we get our shot at the tag team titles?" Slash and Sinn asked as they walked into the office.
"It's getting cramped, and this is my office, so everyone out!" Russo shouted as Gaby slinked through the crowd with Raven in tow, and they sat down on the couch.
"Good, Gaby! You're here. Guys, if you have a problem, Gaby can solve it."
"Oh, no you don't, I'm taking a break for two weeks. I told you, and I told the guys. I am taking a break from everyone's problems, and if they have a problem they need to come to you. You don't appreciate me anymore Vince. You don't appreciate how easy I make your life. This is what your office is going to be like until you start treating me better. You know, when you have a problem, you send it my way to fix it, but when you are coming up with something as simple as a house show card, you don't like any of the ideas that I come up with, and you know, I really didn't think that the ideas were that bad."
"Alright fine, sorry, fix these guys problems."
"That is your idea of an apology? Ha! That's a joke. If you think I'm gonna accept that as an apology, you are sadly mistaken. You are going to have to do much better than that."
"By the way Russo, I demand a rematch with Harris for my number one contendership. I was cheated, and I want a rematch."
"Well, Raven, I'm going to tell you the same thing that I have told everyone else in here. No. I am the Director of Authority, and I said no."
"You know Russo, the acronym for Director of Authority is DOA. You know we can arrange that for you."
"Is that a threat, Levy?"
""Do you perceive that as a threat?"
"Yes I do."
"Well, perception is reality."
"What?"
"Vince," Gaby interjected, "what he means by that is that if you perceive that as a threat, then it probably is. Now, it seems to me that you have a few situations on your hands, and from what I could tell from the line outside of your door, you are going to have many more situations on your hands in a few minutes. What are you going to do about it?"
"Aren't you going to help me out at all?"
"Not right now. I need you to appreciate how skilled I am at what I do. I am your problem solver, you need me, and you need to figure that out. Until you treat me better, you get to deal with everyone's issues. And if you choose not to, you may have a mutiny on your hands. I have an errand to run an errand. I'll be back before the house show." Gaby and Raven left the room and headed out. The exited the arena and headed for her car.
They drove around chatting about how Russo was an ass until Gaby found what she was looking for- a Barnes & Noble bookstore. She walked around the store looking through the sections of books. She went to the sports section and picked out Lita's autobiography. It was the only one she didn't have yet. She looked around the store, but didn't find anything else that caught her eye, so she went to the counter and paid for her book.
When they got back to the arena they went to Russo's office and sat down on the couch. She laid her head in Raven's lap and stretched her legs out across the couch and started to read her book amongst the commotion of everyone demanding things from Russo. The next two weeks were going to be very interesting.