Author: Princess-Asturia
Disclaimer: Look... I don't own wrestling, and I don't have enough money to
pay if ever that the owners get mad...
A special thanks to: Silenttearz03, huntersgirl, Mizzsmileybabe
Chapter 2: And what's wrong with Triple H?
Triple H looked at the mirror of his locker room. He had thought about what the former General Manager of Smack Down has said to him. How long exactly has she kept this from him? Or is it one of her sick jokes? He wasn't very sure if he wants to trust her again. A lot of thing had happened, and he doesn't know what to do. He doesn't want to get hurt and end up crying on Flair's shoulder again.
To take his mind off of things, he asked Eric Bischoff another favor and again won himself on the title belt that he thought was rightfully his. But evolution was banned from the ring- side to avoid further damage on the champion, one miss and it could mean another mournful defeat on evolution's captain. Triple H looked at the television as he watched other superstars do their jobs on entertaining the people.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall... and it is for the women's championship... and making her way to the ring; from San Bernardino, California; and the women's champion; Victoria!" Lillian announced.
People cheered on for the champion as she went on her way to the ring; without Steven Richards.
"And making her way to the ring... from Sanford, North Carolina; the challenger; Lita!"
People went on cheering for the champion as both Lita and Victoria were neck to neck on the game. But of course the result was unavoidable... Victoria won via pinball... the crowd went wild as Victoria strapped the belt back to where it really belongs. And was congratulated warmly by Lita.
"It's really amazing how both Lita and Victoria kept their alliance even after their match tonight and at backlash." Jerry chuckled.
"It really should happen... I mean... they both are professionals after all." JR agreed.
Triple H laughed at the sight of his companions as Randy attempts to kiss the television and is being kicked away by an angry Batista. "Oh come on Dave... just let him do his business for now... it's not like Victoria is your girl friend anyway."
"But, he's going to put his spit all over the screen." Batista said. "Besides... I don't like the TV to smell like hell..." Dave paused and looked at the TV. "Oh... another match has started... man. Who's going to win? Benjamin or A-train? They both look like their equal."
"I smell a bet." Ric Flair smiled. "Matt's (A-Train) going to win... he has a lot of advantages; just take a look at his massive body and besides, Shelton's like an ant compared to Train. If he wins... I'll treat the winner on this bet for dinner."
"I bet Shelton Gay-face would be victorious... I'll bet you $100,000. I lost to him twice in a row and I'm even better than Matt... so what makes him more advantageous?" Triple H smiled evilly. "What about you Randy?"
"I think I'll just settle for A-train. He's bigger; I think I'm confident enough to put my new car on the line." Randy said confidently.
"I'll have to pass for today." Batista sighed.
"Loser!" Randy teased. "You're just scared coz you know that you can't win against Kane. And because you lost at our last bet."
"Okay then... I bet all the money I have in my account that Shelton Ass-dick will win! Happy?! Who's knocking on the damn door?! Just enter bone head! Can't you see the door's open?!"
"Dave..." a girl called and shyly entered the room.
"Hey..." Batista said shockingly "I didn't know it was you... sorry."
"It's fine... but... did you see Michael (Steven Richards) anywhere?"
Batista sighed. "Yeah. He left just before you retained the title, why? What's wrong, Lisa?"
"Nothing Dave, it's just that... um ...Thanks anyway..." Victoria smiled giving Batista a peck on the cheek and hurriedly left.
"Ain't she one hot diva or what?" Batista laughed and looked at one angry Randy teasingly. "What?"
Randy raised a brow. "So you're planning to get her from Steven Richards?"
"Maybe..." Dave smiled and looked at the television with Victoria in it. "I mean... she IS my kind of girl after all. And she looks unhappy with her boy friend... and I AM single... so what's wrong with that? Oh look; I think the match is over."
"Here's your winner; Shelton Benjamin!" Lillian proudly announced.
Triple H sighed "I'll just go out and have some fresh air. I told you he's gonna win. And oh yeah... Flair; never mind; I'd rather go home and eat than go outside and get chased by people." Triple H sighed. "I think I'll just have Randy's car instead." He smiled and walked outside.
Flair smiled and looked at Batista who looked like a child who won a life- time supply of chocolates. "Well what about you, Dave?"
"Yahoo! Free dinner!" Batista hollered. "And oh yeah... Randy... say good bye to your new car."
"Man... how am I gonna explain this to my mom?"
"Just tell her you lost the car in a bet." Batista shrugged.
"It's not like she's gonna mind."
Randy took a deep breath; the kindest punishment he can think of is that his mom is gonna make him stop his work; and the worst is... being grounded... no TV, no going out, no dates, no women.
"Hey Paul..." a girl called. Her voice was so lovely, he had missed it.
"What do you want, Steph... if you're here for Andrew, he already left... and..."
"I just want to talk to you about something, Paul."
"Well you better make it quick." Triple H sneered. "I've got a lot of things to do... I need to plan for my next attempt on the belt."
"Everyone knows that you don't care about the belt." Stephanie said. "But if you really want it back, I can talk to my dad about that matter. But for now, I want you to know that Bradshaw's sister is going to have her debut on Raw."
"So...? And besides, a lot of things had changed since our divorce. So don't you dare tell me that I don't care about my title, coz I do."
"Please listen to me, whatever happens; don't let her in your team. Or it'll mean daddy calling his problem solver to solve every troubles she's going to cause Raw... and you know what happens if he calls THE problem solver... evolution will be a total abomination and..." Stephanie gasped as she felt his finger on her lips. He always did that before when she starts ranting about stuff.
"I know... you don't have to tell me, Miss Stephanie. I already know. So if that's about the only thing you have in mind... I'll be going now, I think my match is about to start." He formally said. "And oh yeah... thanks for bothering to tell me, anyway."
Oh, she hoped that he called her the way he did before, she misses his warm, gentle and loving arms that had been deprived from her for such a long time. And she wished that things get back to the ways they were before. Like back then, when their love had no boundaries and had no one to stop them not Shane, not Linda, and not even Mr. Mc-mahon could get in the way of their unbounded love.
Triple H turned his back on the former Smack Down general manager hoping that she'd call him back. Although they still love each other, they have to go on their separate ways, coz that's the way it had to be; for now.
TBC (If you still want to know about it)
Author's note: Thank you for the gracious reviews, gosh... I never knew that people like THAT pairing. Anywayz, I've got a lot of things to think about... and you know, I really can't think about anything concerning the fiction right now... so it may take me a bit longer to post another chapter... thanks anyway. And I know, my story IS a bit boring... but oh well, what can I say, it's my first time to write stories.
Triple H looked at the mirror of his locker room. He had thought about what the former General Manager of Smack Down has said to him. How long exactly has she kept this from him? Or is it one of her sick jokes? He wasn't very sure if he wants to trust her again. A lot of thing had happened, and he doesn't know what to do. He doesn't want to get hurt and end up crying on Flair's shoulder again.
To take his mind off of things, he asked Eric Bischoff another favor and again won himself on the title belt that he thought was rightfully his. But evolution was banned from the ring- side to avoid further damage on the champion, one miss and it could mean another mournful defeat on evolution's captain. Triple H looked at the television as he watched other superstars do their jobs on entertaining the people.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall... and it is for the women's championship... and making her way to the ring; from San Bernardino, California; and the women's champion; Victoria!" Lillian announced.
People cheered on for the champion as she went on her way to the ring; without Steven Richards.
"And making her way to the ring... from Sanford, North Carolina; the challenger; Lita!"
People went on cheering for the champion as both Lita and Victoria were neck to neck on the game. But of course the result was unavoidable... Victoria won via pinball... the crowd went wild as Victoria strapped the belt back to where it really belongs. And was congratulated warmly by Lita.
"It's really amazing how both Lita and Victoria kept their alliance even after their match tonight and at backlash." Jerry chuckled.
"It really should happen... I mean... they both are professionals after all." JR agreed.
Triple H laughed at the sight of his companions as Randy attempts to kiss the television and is being kicked away by an angry Batista. "Oh come on Dave... just let him do his business for now... it's not like Victoria is your girl friend anyway."
"But, he's going to put his spit all over the screen." Batista said. "Besides... I don't like the TV to smell like hell..." Dave paused and looked at the TV. "Oh... another match has started... man. Who's going to win? Benjamin or A-train? They both look like their equal."
"I smell a bet." Ric Flair smiled. "Matt's (A-Train) going to win... he has a lot of advantages; just take a look at his massive body and besides, Shelton's like an ant compared to Train. If he wins... I'll treat the winner on this bet for dinner."
"I bet Shelton Gay-face would be victorious... I'll bet you $100,000. I lost to him twice in a row and I'm even better than Matt... so what makes him more advantageous?" Triple H smiled evilly. "What about you Randy?"
"I think I'll just settle for A-train. He's bigger; I think I'm confident enough to put my new car on the line." Randy said confidently.
"I'll have to pass for today." Batista sighed.
"Loser!" Randy teased. "You're just scared coz you know that you can't win against Kane. And because you lost at our last bet."
"Okay then... I bet all the money I have in my account that Shelton Ass-dick will win! Happy?! Who's knocking on the damn door?! Just enter bone head! Can't you see the door's open?!"
"Dave..." a girl called and shyly entered the room.
"Hey..." Batista said shockingly "I didn't know it was you... sorry."
"It's fine... but... did you see Michael (Steven Richards) anywhere?"
Batista sighed. "Yeah. He left just before you retained the title, why? What's wrong, Lisa?"
"Nothing Dave, it's just that... um ...Thanks anyway..." Victoria smiled giving Batista a peck on the cheek and hurriedly left.
"Ain't she one hot diva or what?" Batista laughed and looked at one angry Randy teasingly. "What?"
Randy raised a brow. "So you're planning to get her from Steven Richards?"
"Maybe..." Dave smiled and looked at the television with Victoria in it. "I mean... she IS my kind of girl after all. And she looks unhappy with her boy friend... and I AM single... so what's wrong with that? Oh look; I think the match is over."
"Here's your winner; Shelton Benjamin!" Lillian proudly announced.
Triple H sighed "I'll just go out and have some fresh air. I told you he's gonna win. And oh yeah... Flair; never mind; I'd rather go home and eat than go outside and get chased by people." Triple H sighed. "I think I'll just have Randy's car instead." He smiled and walked outside.
Flair smiled and looked at Batista who looked like a child who won a life- time supply of chocolates. "Well what about you, Dave?"
"Yahoo! Free dinner!" Batista hollered. "And oh yeah... Randy... say good bye to your new car."
"Man... how am I gonna explain this to my mom?"
"Just tell her you lost the car in a bet." Batista shrugged.
"It's not like she's gonna mind."
Randy took a deep breath; the kindest punishment he can think of is that his mom is gonna make him stop his work; and the worst is... being grounded... no TV, no going out, no dates, no women.
"Hey Paul..." a girl called. Her voice was so lovely, he had missed it.
"What do you want, Steph... if you're here for Andrew, he already left... and..."
"I just want to talk to you about something, Paul."
"Well you better make it quick." Triple H sneered. "I've got a lot of things to do... I need to plan for my next attempt on the belt."
"Everyone knows that you don't care about the belt." Stephanie said. "But if you really want it back, I can talk to my dad about that matter. But for now, I want you to know that Bradshaw's sister is going to have her debut on Raw."
"So...? And besides, a lot of things had changed since our divorce. So don't you dare tell me that I don't care about my title, coz I do."
"Please listen to me, whatever happens; don't let her in your team. Or it'll mean daddy calling his problem solver to solve every troubles she's going to cause Raw... and you know what happens if he calls THE problem solver... evolution will be a total abomination and..." Stephanie gasped as she felt his finger on her lips. He always did that before when she starts ranting about stuff.
"I know... you don't have to tell me, Miss Stephanie. I already know. So if that's about the only thing you have in mind... I'll be going now, I think my match is about to start." He formally said. "And oh yeah... thanks for bothering to tell me, anyway."
Oh, she hoped that he called her the way he did before, she misses his warm, gentle and loving arms that had been deprived from her for such a long time. And she wished that things get back to the ways they were before. Like back then, when their love had no boundaries and had no one to stop them not Shane, not Linda, and not even Mr. Mc-mahon could get in the way of their unbounded love.
Triple H turned his back on the former Smack Down general manager hoping that she'd call him back. Although they still love each other, they have to go on their separate ways, coz that's the way it had to be; for now.
TBC (If you still want to know about it)
Author's note: Thank you for the gracious reviews, gosh... I never knew that people like THAT pairing. Anywayz, I've got a lot of things to think about... and you know, I really can't think about anything concerning the fiction right now... so it may take me a bit longer to post another chapter... thanks anyway. And I know, my story IS a bit boring... but oh well, what can I say, it's my first time to write stories.