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...
Author's clarification: Just to separate the scenes coz I just found out
now... well actually when I decided to check on how my fic looks like... it
looked ugly... and to make up for the things I did wrong I decided to use
some things to separate the scenes... so... I just used lines (=).
Chapter 3: Gayish reasons
"Hey Paul... your match is next!" Batista hollered.
Triple H turned around and smiled at his friend; Evolution, even thought a lot of people doesn't know it, they're really close, closer than anyone could ever think. "I'm coming!" == "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the heavy weight championship... entering the ring; from Alberta, Canada; weighing in a 220 pounds, the heavy weight champion of the world, Chris Benoit!"
People began cheering the champion...
"And making his was to the ring... the challenger, from Greenwich, Connecticut; weighing in a 260 pounds; Triple H!"
It might be the very last time he'll be able to face Chris on a match... this is his last time to fulfill his dreams on being at least just a little bit like the Nature boy; Ric Flair.
As the match continued on... both men are neck to neck... it is as if it would end up in a no contest... and indeed, it ended in a no contest with Randy's interruption. People got all crazy cheering Chris Benoit. == The screen showing things that is going on back stage showed the locker room of Evolution...
"Why the hell did you go out when the rest of the team was supposed to be banned?!" the handsome captain of Evolution snapped.
"I'm really sorry Paul... I..."
"Look... I know you can get that belt back... I promise you... now let's just keep our heads cool and think about something else..." Batista said. "Like the fact that I'm going to face Kane next week."
"How can you make sure I'm going to have another title match with Benoit?! Tell me Batista, do you really think that Eric is going to give me another chance after I ruined it for the second time last week?! And when I ended up losing to BENJAMIN two times in a row?!"
And at last the camera left the locker room alone for privacy's sake.
"I'll make sure you do okay... so just chill... now before anything else... does this shirt make me look gay?"
Randy raised a brow, all this time that the evolution had been completed; Dave has never asked that kind of a question before. "Why ask now?"
"I'm going to see my cousin. It's been a long time since we last met."
"So? What's the connection?" Flair interrupted.
Batista laughed at the sight of evolution trying to imagine Dave on Rico's outfit; wrestling with Flair for the tag team belt. "I was just playing around."
"Its fine, Dave, denying that you're... you know is the first step of acceptance." Randy said.
"How many times do I have to tell you that..." Dave paused and thought of a cool and at the same time sick joke to pull on his friends. "Randy... you know why I returned to WWE?"
"To have some fun beating the living crap out of people and reunite with evolution?" Randy swallowed hard and felt as if he swallowed a whole house instead of his spit.
"No silly... I wanted to be with..." he paused. "With who? I know you have an idea on who I'm talking about right?" Batista winked.
Randy mustered all of his courage... 'After I tell him that it's me that he really wants... I'll run away... that's right... I'll kick him as hard as I could and run as fast as I can' "Me?"
"NO!!! You idiot! I don't want to be with you even if you're the last person on earth!" Batista yelled. "Of course I want to be with someone special who happens to work here."
Randy's chest finally breathed more freely; he thought his heart would explode with Dave's shocking words. "So you're not really a gay?"
"Of course I'm not... why would I take interest on Lisa if I were gay anyway."
"That's nice to hear Dave." Triple H sighed. "Coz if you were gay... I'd kick you out of Evolution."
"But why did you ask if your outfit made you look gay?" Randy confusedly asked.
"Well, coz most of the time; my cousin tells me that my shirt makes me look gay coz it's too tight."
"Oh I see." Randy said and was embarrassed at the thought that he was thinking something else.
"Well better get going if I don't want my cousin to start yelling at me the moment I arrive there." Batista laughed and took off.
"Dave really has some bad timing when it comes to making jokes." Ric laughed. == "Well? Start explaining..."
"You very well know why I'm late... I had to excuse myself from the team." Batista caught his breath.
"Oh come on... tell us the truth."
"Look Adrian, I had to rush from work."
Batista really doesn't have any power over his cousin who was short- tempered and down-right mean.
"Oh yeah... I bought some friends." Adrian smiled. "Besides, I just arrived here, myself. So, were even." He shrugged.
Batista narrowed his eyes. "Why did you act as if you waited here for four hours, then?"
"I just wanted you to get surprised."
Batista rolled his eyes. "So you just wanted me to go ballistic and go all crazy to get here in time only to find out you were late, too?!"
"Oh yeah... um... I just want you to know that Lisa called." He said in the most serious face he could muster. "She told me that she has problems regarding Michael and wants you to help her."
Batista lifted an eye brow. "Oh really? What makes you think I'm gonna fall for that."
"Believe me... I'm not kidding you."
"So... there IS something wrong with Michael and Lisa." He said. "Sure... how can I help?"
"Stay away from Michael. He thinks you're up to no good with his girl friend." Adrian sighed. "Well that's all for now... now, buy me food or I'll tell aunt that you're NOT doing well on your job and she'll automatically send you home."
Dave could only nod to the threat his weird cousin has told him. It was no use; resistance will only make it worse and everything he says or does to his cousin can and will be used against him in front of his mother.
Author's note: At last I finished my third chapter... it was kinda hard to continue coz I have my head on the clouds lately. Well anywayz. Thank you for your reviews; your gracious reviews, I mean. It never seems to stop to make my day more beautiful than ever. And I was busy preparing for mah college life. And to tap it all up, I might change the rating of the fic, coz, um... the following chapters will contain some stuff that wasn't really counted before.
Chapter 3: Gayish reasons
"Hey Paul... your match is next!" Batista hollered.
Triple H turned around and smiled at his friend; Evolution, even thought a lot of people doesn't know it, they're really close, closer than anyone could ever think. "I'm coming!" == "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the heavy weight championship... entering the ring; from Alberta, Canada; weighing in a 220 pounds, the heavy weight champion of the world, Chris Benoit!"
People began cheering the champion...
"And making his was to the ring... the challenger, from Greenwich, Connecticut; weighing in a 260 pounds; Triple H!"
It might be the very last time he'll be able to face Chris on a match... this is his last time to fulfill his dreams on being at least just a little bit like the Nature boy; Ric Flair.
As the match continued on... both men are neck to neck... it is as if it would end up in a no contest... and indeed, it ended in a no contest with Randy's interruption. People got all crazy cheering Chris Benoit. == The screen showing things that is going on back stage showed the locker room of Evolution...
"Why the hell did you go out when the rest of the team was supposed to be banned?!" the handsome captain of Evolution snapped.
"I'm really sorry Paul... I..."
"Look... I know you can get that belt back... I promise you... now let's just keep our heads cool and think about something else..." Batista said. "Like the fact that I'm going to face Kane next week."
"How can you make sure I'm going to have another title match with Benoit?! Tell me Batista, do you really think that Eric is going to give me another chance after I ruined it for the second time last week?! And when I ended up losing to BENJAMIN two times in a row?!"
And at last the camera left the locker room alone for privacy's sake.
"I'll make sure you do okay... so just chill... now before anything else... does this shirt make me look gay?"
Randy raised a brow, all this time that the evolution had been completed; Dave has never asked that kind of a question before. "Why ask now?"
"I'm going to see my cousin. It's been a long time since we last met."
"So? What's the connection?" Flair interrupted.
Batista laughed at the sight of evolution trying to imagine Dave on Rico's outfit; wrestling with Flair for the tag team belt. "I was just playing around."
"Its fine, Dave, denying that you're... you know is the first step of acceptance." Randy said.
"How many times do I have to tell you that..." Dave paused and thought of a cool and at the same time sick joke to pull on his friends. "Randy... you know why I returned to WWE?"
"To have some fun beating the living crap out of people and reunite with evolution?" Randy swallowed hard and felt as if he swallowed a whole house instead of his spit.
"No silly... I wanted to be with..." he paused. "With who? I know you have an idea on who I'm talking about right?" Batista winked.
Randy mustered all of his courage... 'After I tell him that it's me that he really wants... I'll run away... that's right... I'll kick him as hard as I could and run as fast as I can' "Me?"
"NO!!! You idiot! I don't want to be with you even if you're the last person on earth!" Batista yelled. "Of course I want to be with someone special who happens to work here."
Randy's chest finally breathed more freely; he thought his heart would explode with Dave's shocking words. "So you're not really a gay?"
"Of course I'm not... why would I take interest on Lisa if I were gay anyway."
"That's nice to hear Dave." Triple H sighed. "Coz if you were gay... I'd kick you out of Evolution."
"But why did you ask if your outfit made you look gay?" Randy confusedly asked.
"Well, coz most of the time; my cousin tells me that my shirt makes me look gay coz it's too tight."
"Oh I see." Randy said and was embarrassed at the thought that he was thinking something else.
"Well better get going if I don't want my cousin to start yelling at me the moment I arrive there." Batista laughed and took off.
"Dave really has some bad timing when it comes to making jokes." Ric laughed. == "Well? Start explaining..."
"You very well know why I'm late... I had to excuse myself from the team." Batista caught his breath.
"Oh come on... tell us the truth."
"Look Adrian, I had to rush from work."
Batista really doesn't have any power over his cousin who was short- tempered and down-right mean.
"Oh yeah... I bought some friends." Adrian smiled. "Besides, I just arrived here, myself. So, were even." He shrugged.
Batista narrowed his eyes. "Why did you act as if you waited here for four hours, then?"
"I just wanted you to get surprised."
Batista rolled his eyes. "So you just wanted me to go ballistic and go all crazy to get here in time only to find out you were late, too?!"
"Oh yeah... um... I just want you to know that Lisa called." He said in the most serious face he could muster. "She told me that she has problems regarding Michael and wants you to help her."
Batista lifted an eye brow. "Oh really? What makes you think I'm gonna fall for that."
"Believe me... I'm not kidding you."
"So... there IS something wrong with Michael and Lisa." He said. "Sure... how can I help?"
"Stay away from Michael. He thinks you're up to no good with his girl friend." Adrian sighed. "Well that's all for now... now, buy me food or I'll tell aunt that you're NOT doing well on your job and she'll automatically send you home."
Dave could only nod to the threat his weird cousin has told him. It was no use; resistance will only make it worse and everything he says or does to his cousin can and will be used against him in front of his mother.
Author's note: At last I finished my third chapter... it was kinda hard to continue coz I have my head on the clouds lately. Well anywayz. Thank you for your reviews; your gracious reviews, I mean. It never seems to stop to make my day more beautiful than ever. And I was busy preparing for mah college life. And to tap it all up, I might change the rating of the fic, coz, um... the following chapters will contain some stuff that wasn't really counted before.