Title: Barbie dolls and Teddy Bears
Author: Sweet Steffie
Pairing: Trish/Bubba Ray Dudley
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: As you all know, I don't own anything other than this measly piece of writing.
Summary: Bubba explains to his 6 year old daughter how he and her mother came to be.
Spoilers: Nothing really, just dating back to the whole Trish/Bubba thing. Changed some of the facts a bit for this story. I just cannot make Molly a heel, so deal with it.
Bubba tucked his little daughter Christina under her thick covers, getting her ready for bed. It was almost 8 p.m. and de little girl was so excited about the next day for school. It was family week, so she had to tell a story about her family. Christina had decided to talk about her grandfather on how he owns the first bank in the Caribbean. Bubba smiled and gave the little girl a kiss on her forehead. "Goodnight Tina," he whispered. He turned on the nightlight and headed for the door. Christina opened her eyes when she heard the click of the light go out.
"Daddy?" she called out. Bubba turned around to look at his daughter. "Yes cupcake?" he asked, walking back to her bedside. Christina pulled her hands over the covers and dropped them on top. "Daddy, could you tell me a story?" she softly pleaded. Bubba sighed and agreed, knowing that the little angel wouldn't go to sleep before her request had been fulfilled. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her face softly. "And what kind of story would you like to here cupcake?" he asked. Christina smiled. "I want to hear a story about mommy," she giggled. Bubba smiled. "What kind of a story about mommy do you want to hear?" he asked again. There was a moment of silence as Christina started to think.
"How did you and mommy meet, daddy?" she asked in her sweetest voice. Bubba smirked when he thought about it. "Well its a weird story, but I will tell you," he began.
FLASHBACK:
"God help me," Trish pleaded in her mind, clutching her ribs tightly. Tears came pouring out of her eyes. The pain was unbearable. She howled in pain as she felt another chair shot, this time slamming into her knee. She cried out in pain, unable to even open her eyes now. "How does that feel bitch!" Jazz screamed, ramming the edge of the chair in Trish' throat. Trish started to choke, desperately trying to grip the chair and throw it away. All Trish could hear was the cruel laughter coming from Jazz. "Please help me," she cried again. Trish could feel herself starting to drift off, but she suddenly felt a release on her throat. She gasped for air, holding her bruised neck. After a little while Trish could feel herself being lifted into someone's arms. The person lifted her up and carried her to the back.
"Is she okay?" a deep voice asked. "I don't know," another voice replied that was holding Trish in his arms. Trish still didn't open her eyes, but she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Trish was laid on a bench. "Go call a medic," the second voice ordered. Trish heard the other man agree and heard the click of the door. The second man came back and gently stroked her face. "Its all ok now," he whispered.
END FLASHBACK
"Was it you daddy?" Christina hyperly asked, almost jumping up. Bubba slightly laughed and laid his hand on Christina's chest, trying to calm her down. "Just listen to the story honey," he said. He moved a little on the bed so he could have a better seat and be more comfortable. "Ok, so he laid her on the bench and the other man went to go get a medic," Bubba continued.
FLASHBACK:
Trish woke up with a splitting headache. "Jesus Christ!" she cursed, holding her throbbing head. She sat up and looked around. It was almost dawn as the sun was slightly peeking over the mountain that Trish could see through the window. She realized that she was in her hotel room. She looked to her side and saw her best friend Molly fast asleep in the bed next to hers. Trish thought this was rather odd. Trish was suppose to room with Stacy. With too much pain in her head to think, Trish just went to the bathroom and took a shower. It took her well over 10 minutes to take her clothes off, but she managed. Trish gasped as she saw that her knee was in a knee-brace and her neck was swollen from the edge of the chair. "I'll get that bitch!" Trish cursed under her breath and went to take a shower.
When Trish came out of the bathroom, she saw that Molly was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Hey sweets, feeling better?" Molly asked as she got up. She came up to Trish and cupped her face, examining the cut on her head. "Yeah, I'm ok, but what are you doing here?" Trish asked. Molly smiled and released her. "I thought that Jazz would try and come back for a little redemption and I don't think that Stacy could hold her back," Molly stated. Trish laughed. "Thanks Molls, I owe you one," Trish sighed. Molly sat back on the edge of the bed and flipped through her magazine.
"Don't thank me, thank the Dudleys, they came and saved you," Molly said. Trish looked confused. She was happy that somebody had come to help her, but she never would have guessed that the Dudleys of all people would come to help, especially after the whole T&A saga. "Really?" Trish asked. Molly nodded her head, her brown hair slightly moving with her movements. "Yeah, Bubba and Devon didn't exactly like what Jazz had done to Spike earlier in his match against Steven Richards, so they wanted revenge on the damn bitch," Molly said. It was rather odd to hear Molly curse, but when it came to Jazz, Molly was a bigger bitch than any of the other divas.
"Oh," Trish replied. For a slight moment, Trish actually thought that somebody came to save her because they cared for her, but she guessed she was wrong. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Molly. Molly could feel the sudden silence and looked over the magazine. "What's on your mind?" Molly asked, seeing that Trish was staring deep into space. "Nothing," Trish said, trying to hide her disappointment. Molly got up and walked over to Trish. Trish merely smiled and turned her face. "Lets go and eat," Trish quickly said. Molly dropped the subject immediately, sensing that Trish didn't want to talk about it.
END FLASHBACK
Christina's eyes were wide open, absolutely loving the story. Bubba couldn't help but smile himself. He loved Trish, but her rarely ever thought about how they got together. And telling the story to his daughter made him feel so good all over, rethinking the whole adventure that led to this day. "I bet anything that you were at breakfast too daddy," Christina said, wide smile all over her face. Bubba eyed his daughter.
"Now do you want me to tell you the story, or do you have it all figured out?" Bubba laughed. Christina put up an angelic face. "Well then hurry daddy! I have a bedtime remember?" Christina added. Bubba started to laugh. Christina may have been only 6 years old, but she sometimes had the mouth of a 16 year old. "Ok, ok, so anyway, your aunt Molly and mother went down to have some breakfast," Bubba continued.
FLASHBACK:
"Come on Trish, you need to eat something," Molly complained after seeing that her blond friend was just playing with her eggs. Trish however was not paying attention. She was dazed out, staring through the window. "Trish? Trish?" Molly called out, waving her hand in front of the blonde's face. "Huh, what who?" Trish mumbled, coming back to reality. Molly laughed. "And who are you daydreaming about?" Molly teased, taking a big bite of waffles. Trish slightly blushed. "You don't want to know," Trish softly said. Molly's eyes opened wide.
Before Molly could speak, The Dudleys approached them. Trish watched with wide eyes as Bubba and Devon came towards her and Spike went to Molly's side. Molly smiled at her ex boyfriend. Even though they broke up, they remained best friends. Devon took one of the biscuits on Molly's plate and started to eat it. Bubba squatted down so that he and Trish were at eye level.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, examining the cut on Trish's eye. Trish softly sighed as Bubba touched her chin. "I'll live," she shrugged. He then followed by touching the knee brace. Another sigh escaped her lips as Bubba touched her bare thigh. "Doctor said you will be fine in a few days, and Vince said you have the rest of the week off," he added as he got up. Trish nodded her head and took a sip of her orange juice. "Yeah well, see you girls later," Devon said and all the 3 guys left. Trish couldn't help but sigh again.
Molly looked confused, but the she let out a loud gasp. She covered her mouth instantly, trying not to draw any attention to her. "It's Bubba isn't it? You have a crush on Bubba?" Molly asked when she finally calmed down. Trish shamefully nodded her head. "Oh my god!!" Molly gasped again, this time not caring if anybody heard her. Trish tried to calm Molly down, but it wasn't working. "Oh dear," Molly sighed when she finally caught her breath. Trish gave her a weak smile. "You got to help me with this," Trish pleaded. Molly then gave her an evil smile. "I'll do more than that," Molly said.
END FLASHBACK.
"Oh oh, aunt Molly is so cool!" Christina exclaimed. She tried to jump up, but Bubba held her down. "Christina, if you don't stay still I will end the story," Bubba ordered. Christina immediately laid still and put up her mad face. "Party pooper," she scoffed. Bubba smiled. "Just like your mother," he sighed and he continued to tell her the story.
FLASHBACK
Trish entered the arena on Monday Night, ready to beat up Jazz. Vince had told her she was off from wrestling, but that didn't mean she couldn't beat the shit out of Jazz. She entered the women's dressing room and helped Molly and Lita warm up. "Good luck," Trish called out as Molly and Lita headed to the ring. Trish watched the match from the monitor in the dressing room. The bell just rang and Molly and Lita were named the winners. "That's my girls," Trish said.
Just then Trish felt herself hit the floor. She looked up and saw that it was Jazz that had hit her from behind. Trish got up and the battle went on. After a few punches and kicks, they both fell out of the dressing room. Trish took one of the backstage lamps and gored Jazz in her stomach. Trish followed by pouncing on top of Jazz and punching her in her face. "How does that feel bitch?!?" Trish yelled, trying to punch Jazz' brains out.
Bubba saw all this happening and immediately grabbed Trish. "Let me go! Let me go!" Trish yelled, trying to get her hands on Jazz. "Calm down Trish," Bubba yelled. Steven Richards came and quickly took Jazz with him. "This isn't over bitch!" Trish yelled. Jazz merely looked at her and walked away. Bubba held Trish and took her to his dressing room. As soon as he got in her released her. "Calm down," he said again. Trish looked stunned.
"Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down after she attacked me?" Trish yelled, trying to keep her tears from falling. Bubba sighed. "Trish," he began, but was cut off by her. "Look, I appreciate you trying to protect me from her, but I am not a Barbie doll that needs protection. The only reason you helped me anyway was because Steven beat up Spike!" Trish cried. Bubba looked confused. Why was this so emotional for her? "Trish please," he began again, but she wasn't finished talking.
"I am a full grown woman and I can take care of myself!" she concluded. She cupped her face, trying to hide her tears. Bubba carefully walked to her and lifted her chin. "I already knew that," he whispered. He looked into her eyes and nearly moaned at the sight. She looked so beautiful, so innocent and yet so sad. He couldn't help himself. He had fallen so hard for her. Without even thinking, he lowered his lips and kissed her. He just kissed her lips softly, not sure if he should deepen it by letting his tongue take over. Trish tensed at the contact, not really realizing what was happening.
Bubba pulled away forcefully and released her. "Oh god, I am so sorry Trish!" he apologized. He turned his back to her and held his head in shame. Trish touched her lips with her fingertips. Nobody had ever been so gently or loving with their kiss. Trish smiled as she felt all that passion in that one soft kiss. She went to Bubba and turned him by his shoulder. She then quickly laid her lips on his, this time him in total shock. She kissed him softly for long moments, and finally she dared to add her tongue. She smiled as she felt Bubba wrap his arms around her. She let her tongue do the wandering as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
END FLASHBACK.
"And that is how mommy and me got together pumpkin," Bubba concluded. Christina clapped in approval, satisfied with the story. "It's like Beauty and the beast, only different," Christina said. Bubba looked confused. "Then what would it be like?" he asked. Christina thought for a moment. "The Barbie doll and the teddy bear," she joked. Bubba had to laugh at that. "Wow, now can you tell me how you propoposed?" Christina pleaded. Bubba smiled and kissed her forehead. "Its proposed sweetheart, and we will save that for tomorrow night," he said. Christina's eyes lit up. "Promise?" she asked. Bubba nodded. He gave her one last kiss and headed for the door. He stopped midway when he saw Trish standing at the door, a big smile on her face.
"How long have you been standing there?" he asked, walking towards his wife. Trish smiled. "I got here when you were at the breakfast part," she softly said, not wanting to wake up her daughter. Bubba was slightly embarrassed. Trish smiled again and wrapped her arms around his neck. "When you tell her about the proposal, don't tell her everything," Trish said, lightly kissing his chin. "What do you mean?" Bubba asked. Trish grinned. "I don't want my 6 year old daughter to hear what we did after I said yes, and before you asked," Trish grinned, lifting her eyebrows repeatedly.
Bubba laughed. "On one condition," Bubba teased, lightly pulling the elastic of her dress. "And what is that, my sweet teddy bear?" Trish asked, slightly assumed by this. Bubba put on that evil face. "That we go do now what you don't want me to tell her," Bubba said and threw Trish over his shoulder and ran to their room.
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THE END.
Awwww, I have been meaning to write a Bubba/Trish fic for so long, and hear it finally is!! I hope you liked it, now press the review button!
Author: Sweet Steffie
Pairing: Trish/Bubba Ray Dudley
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: As you all know, I don't own anything other than this measly piece of writing.
Summary: Bubba explains to his 6 year old daughter how he and her mother came to be.
Spoilers: Nothing really, just dating back to the whole Trish/Bubba thing. Changed some of the facts a bit for this story. I just cannot make Molly a heel, so deal with it.
Bubba tucked his little daughter Christina under her thick covers, getting her ready for bed. It was almost 8 p.m. and de little girl was so excited about the next day for school. It was family week, so she had to tell a story about her family. Christina had decided to talk about her grandfather on how he owns the first bank in the Caribbean. Bubba smiled and gave the little girl a kiss on her forehead. "Goodnight Tina," he whispered. He turned on the nightlight and headed for the door. Christina opened her eyes when she heard the click of the light go out.
"Daddy?" she called out. Bubba turned around to look at his daughter. "Yes cupcake?" he asked, walking back to her bedside. Christina pulled her hands over the covers and dropped them on top. "Daddy, could you tell me a story?" she softly pleaded. Bubba sighed and agreed, knowing that the little angel wouldn't go to sleep before her request had been fulfilled. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her face softly. "And what kind of story would you like to here cupcake?" he asked. Christina smiled. "I want to hear a story about mommy," she giggled. Bubba smiled. "What kind of a story about mommy do you want to hear?" he asked again. There was a moment of silence as Christina started to think.
"How did you and mommy meet, daddy?" she asked in her sweetest voice. Bubba smirked when he thought about it. "Well its a weird story, but I will tell you," he began.
FLASHBACK:
"God help me," Trish pleaded in her mind, clutching her ribs tightly. Tears came pouring out of her eyes. The pain was unbearable. She howled in pain as she felt another chair shot, this time slamming into her knee. She cried out in pain, unable to even open her eyes now. "How does that feel bitch!" Jazz screamed, ramming the edge of the chair in Trish' throat. Trish started to choke, desperately trying to grip the chair and throw it away. All Trish could hear was the cruel laughter coming from Jazz. "Please help me," she cried again. Trish could feel herself starting to drift off, but she suddenly felt a release on her throat. She gasped for air, holding her bruised neck. After a little while Trish could feel herself being lifted into someone's arms. The person lifted her up and carried her to the back.
"Is she okay?" a deep voice asked. "I don't know," another voice replied that was holding Trish in his arms. Trish still didn't open her eyes, but she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Trish was laid on a bench. "Go call a medic," the second voice ordered. Trish heard the other man agree and heard the click of the door. The second man came back and gently stroked her face. "Its all ok now," he whispered.
END FLASHBACK
"Was it you daddy?" Christina hyperly asked, almost jumping up. Bubba slightly laughed and laid his hand on Christina's chest, trying to calm her down. "Just listen to the story honey," he said. He moved a little on the bed so he could have a better seat and be more comfortable. "Ok, so he laid her on the bench and the other man went to go get a medic," Bubba continued.
FLASHBACK:
Trish woke up with a splitting headache. "Jesus Christ!" she cursed, holding her throbbing head. She sat up and looked around. It was almost dawn as the sun was slightly peeking over the mountain that Trish could see through the window. She realized that she was in her hotel room. She looked to her side and saw her best friend Molly fast asleep in the bed next to hers. Trish thought this was rather odd. Trish was suppose to room with Stacy. With too much pain in her head to think, Trish just went to the bathroom and took a shower. It took her well over 10 minutes to take her clothes off, but she managed. Trish gasped as she saw that her knee was in a knee-brace and her neck was swollen from the edge of the chair. "I'll get that bitch!" Trish cursed under her breath and went to take a shower.
When Trish came out of the bathroom, she saw that Molly was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Hey sweets, feeling better?" Molly asked as she got up. She came up to Trish and cupped her face, examining the cut on her head. "Yeah, I'm ok, but what are you doing here?" Trish asked. Molly smiled and released her. "I thought that Jazz would try and come back for a little redemption and I don't think that Stacy could hold her back," Molly stated. Trish laughed. "Thanks Molls, I owe you one," Trish sighed. Molly sat back on the edge of the bed and flipped through her magazine.
"Don't thank me, thank the Dudleys, they came and saved you," Molly said. Trish looked confused. She was happy that somebody had come to help her, but she never would have guessed that the Dudleys of all people would come to help, especially after the whole T&A saga. "Really?" Trish asked. Molly nodded her head, her brown hair slightly moving with her movements. "Yeah, Bubba and Devon didn't exactly like what Jazz had done to Spike earlier in his match against Steven Richards, so they wanted revenge on the damn bitch," Molly said. It was rather odd to hear Molly curse, but when it came to Jazz, Molly was a bigger bitch than any of the other divas.
"Oh," Trish replied. For a slight moment, Trish actually thought that somebody came to save her because they cared for her, but she guessed she was wrong. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Molly. Molly could feel the sudden silence and looked over the magazine. "What's on your mind?" Molly asked, seeing that Trish was staring deep into space. "Nothing," Trish said, trying to hide her disappointment. Molly got up and walked over to Trish. Trish merely smiled and turned her face. "Lets go and eat," Trish quickly said. Molly dropped the subject immediately, sensing that Trish didn't want to talk about it.
END FLASHBACK
Christina's eyes were wide open, absolutely loving the story. Bubba couldn't help but smile himself. He loved Trish, but her rarely ever thought about how they got together. And telling the story to his daughter made him feel so good all over, rethinking the whole adventure that led to this day. "I bet anything that you were at breakfast too daddy," Christina said, wide smile all over her face. Bubba eyed his daughter.
"Now do you want me to tell you the story, or do you have it all figured out?" Bubba laughed. Christina put up an angelic face. "Well then hurry daddy! I have a bedtime remember?" Christina added. Bubba started to laugh. Christina may have been only 6 years old, but she sometimes had the mouth of a 16 year old. "Ok, ok, so anyway, your aunt Molly and mother went down to have some breakfast," Bubba continued.
FLASHBACK:
"Come on Trish, you need to eat something," Molly complained after seeing that her blond friend was just playing with her eggs. Trish however was not paying attention. She was dazed out, staring through the window. "Trish? Trish?" Molly called out, waving her hand in front of the blonde's face. "Huh, what who?" Trish mumbled, coming back to reality. Molly laughed. "And who are you daydreaming about?" Molly teased, taking a big bite of waffles. Trish slightly blushed. "You don't want to know," Trish softly said. Molly's eyes opened wide.
Before Molly could speak, The Dudleys approached them. Trish watched with wide eyes as Bubba and Devon came towards her and Spike went to Molly's side. Molly smiled at her ex boyfriend. Even though they broke up, they remained best friends. Devon took one of the biscuits on Molly's plate and started to eat it. Bubba squatted down so that he and Trish were at eye level.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, examining the cut on Trish's eye. Trish softly sighed as Bubba touched her chin. "I'll live," she shrugged. He then followed by touching the knee brace. Another sigh escaped her lips as Bubba touched her bare thigh. "Doctor said you will be fine in a few days, and Vince said you have the rest of the week off," he added as he got up. Trish nodded her head and took a sip of her orange juice. "Yeah well, see you girls later," Devon said and all the 3 guys left. Trish couldn't help but sigh again.
Molly looked confused, but the she let out a loud gasp. She covered her mouth instantly, trying not to draw any attention to her. "It's Bubba isn't it? You have a crush on Bubba?" Molly asked when she finally calmed down. Trish shamefully nodded her head. "Oh my god!!" Molly gasped again, this time not caring if anybody heard her. Trish tried to calm Molly down, but it wasn't working. "Oh dear," Molly sighed when she finally caught her breath. Trish gave her a weak smile. "You got to help me with this," Trish pleaded. Molly then gave her an evil smile. "I'll do more than that," Molly said.
END FLASHBACK.
"Oh oh, aunt Molly is so cool!" Christina exclaimed. She tried to jump up, but Bubba held her down. "Christina, if you don't stay still I will end the story," Bubba ordered. Christina immediately laid still and put up her mad face. "Party pooper," she scoffed. Bubba smiled. "Just like your mother," he sighed and he continued to tell her the story.
FLASHBACK
Trish entered the arena on Monday Night, ready to beat up Jazz. Vince had told her she was off from wrestling, but that didn't mean she couldn't beat the shit out of Jazz. She entered the women's dressing room and helped Molly and Lita warm up. "Good luck," Trish called out as Molly and Lita headed to the ring. Trish watched the match from the monitor in the dressing room. The bell just rang and Molly and Lita were named the winners. "That's my girls," Trish said.
Just then Trish felt herself hit the floor. She looked up and saw that it was Jazz that had hit her from behind. Trish got up and the battle went on. After a few punches and kicks, they both fell out of the dressing room. Trish took one of the backstage lamps and gored Jazz in her stomach. Trish followed by pouncing on top of Jazz and punching her in her face. "How does that feel bitch?!?" Trish yelled, trying to punch Jazz' brains out.
Bubba saw all this happening and immediately grabbed Trish. "Let me go! Let me go!" Trish yelled, trying to get her hands on Jazz. "Calm down Trish," Bubba yelled. Steven Richards came and quickly took Jazz with him. "This isn't over bitch!" Trish yelled. Jazz merely looked at her and walked away. Bubba held Trish and took her to his dressing room. As soon as he got in her released her. "Calm down," he said again. Trish looked stunned.
"Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down after she attacked me?" Trish yelled, trying to keep her tears from falling. Bubba sighed. "Trish," he began, but was cut off by her. "Look, I appreciate you trying to protect me from her, but I am not a Barbie doll that needs protection. The only reason you helped me anyway was because Steven beat up Spike!" Trish cried. Bubba looked confused. Why was this so emotional for her? "Trish please," he began again, but she wasn't finished talking.
"I am a full grown woman and I can take care of myself!" she concluded. She cupped her face, trying to hide her tears. Bubba carefully walked to her and lifted her chin. "I already knew that," he whispered. He looked into her eyes and nearly moaned at the sight. She looked so beautiful, so innocent and yet so sad. He couldn't help himself. He had fallen so hard for her. Without even thinking, he lowered his lips and kissed her. He just kissed her lips softly, not sure if he should deepen it by letting his tongue take over. Trish tensed at the contact, not really realizing what was happening.
Bubba pulled away forcefully and released her. "Oh god, I am so sorry Trish!" he apologized. He turned his back to her and held his head in shame. Trish touched her lips with her fingertips. Nobody had ever been so gently or loving with their kiss. Trish smiled as she felt all that passion in that one soft kiss. She went to Bubba and turned him by his shoulder. She then quickly laid her lips on his, this time him in total shock. She kissed him softly for long moments, and finally she dared to add her tongue. She smiled as she felt Bubba wrap his arms around her. She let her tongue do the wandering as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
END FLASHBACK.
"And that is how mommy and me got together pumpkin," Bubba concluded. Christina clapped in approval, satisfied with the story. "It's like Beauty and the beast, only different," Christina said. Bubba looked confused. "Then what would it be like?" he asked. Christina thought for a moment. "The Barbie doll and the teddy bear," she joked. Bubba had to laugh at that. "Wow, now can you tell me how you propoposed?" Christina pleaded. Bubba smiled and kissed her forehead. "Its proposed sweetheart, and we will save that for tomorrow night," he said. Christina's eyes lit up. "Promise?" she asked. Bubba nodded. He gave her one last kiss and headed for the door. He stopped midway when he saw Trish standing at the door, a big smile on her face.
"How long have you been standing there?" he asked, walking towards his wife. Trish smiled. "I got here when you were at the breakfast part," she softly said, not wanting to wake up her daughter. Bubba was slightly embarrassed. Trish smiled again and wrapped her arms around his neck. "When you tell her about the proposal, don't tell her everything," Trish said, lightly kissing his chin. "What do you mean?" Bubba asked. Trish grinned. "I don't want my 6 year old daughter to hear what we did after I said yes, and before you asked," Trish grinned, lifting her eyebrows repeatedly.
Bubba laughed. "On one condition," Bubba teased, lightly pulling the elastic of her dress. "And what is that, my sweet teddy bear?" Trish asked, slightly assumed by this. Bubba put on that evil face. "That we go do now what you don't want me to tell her," Bubba said and threw Trish over his shoulder and ran to their room.
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THE END.
Awwww, I have been meaning to write a Bubba/Trish fic for so long, and hear it finally is!! I hope you liked it, now press the review button!