What Goes Around Comes Around
Disclaimer: I only own Kora Flair. Superstars featured in this fic own themselves.
Charecters: Trish Stratus, Nidia and appearances by many more.
Summary: Following the events of RAW (July 5, 2004) when Trish humiliated Nidia. Nidia swears to get revenge and eventually de-thrown the reigning women's champion. Her destination: Summerslam. Can she do it? Or will an unexpected love tarnish her plan?
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Maven ran through his house like an animal, in an attempt to make dinner and get ready for tonight. He had asked Nidia over for dinner at last nights house show, and to his surprise her answer was simply '"I Love to EAT!!"' he wanted to impress the brunette diva.
"What am I doing?" he asked talking to himself, while adjusting his tie.
"What's that smell?" he ran downstairs and found his steak was burnt to a crisp. After all the hard work trying to light the grill, get everything ready, it was ruined. As much as he hated to admit defeat he sucked it up and did. "I need some help." So he picked up his cell phone.
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Nidia was in her hotel room. She must have spent three hours trying to find an outfit. 'This one's to yellow...too tight...too big...what are you selling sex' she mocked her blonde friend sitting on the bed. "What about this one?" Nidia said modeling her next dress.
"I love the color green..." Stacey said.
"But?" Nidia knew there was a but.
"Too sluttish." Stacey handed her another outfit. This time it was shorts.
Nidia came out, and Stacey was sold. "That's the one!"
"I don't like it." Nidia said adamantly. Tugging at the shorts. "It makes it seem like I want to be more than friends..." Stacey was confused. "Isn't that the point?"
"I better try the red one." Nidia said as Stacey's cell phone rang.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Keibs it's me Maven, I need you're help." Nidia came out and modeled yet another outfit for her fashion friend.
Stacey gave her two thumbs down, "Oh hi Mark! That's fantastic...uh huh..."
Nidia laughed "the same Mark from last week?" she smiled and picked out another outfit.
"She's there isn't she?" Maven asked.
"Mark, you're so bad." Stacey giggled.
"It's a 911"
"I'll see what I can do." Stacey said hanging up the phone and grabbing her purse. "Nid sweetie, I have to run. Wake me up when you get back." She put on her sunglasses. "I want full details."
"Nidia laughed. "You go get you're man."
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2 Hours later
Stacey was in the kitchen slaving away at dinner when a car pulled up to the driveway. "OH MY GOD!" Stacey said running up stairs. "Maven she's here!"
"Already?" he said in a panic. "How do I look?" Stacey smiled and adjusted his shirt collar. "Thanks."
"No problem."
"I just thought it might be weird for you." Maven said putting on some deodorant. "Because of us..."
"Don't be stupid." Stacey giggled. "We were great together...better as friends. You said so yourself."
"Well how do I look?"
"You always did look good in red." Stacey smiled as the doorbell rang.
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Maven let Nidia in, and showed her around his home. Avoiding the kitchen. He sat her in the backyard and the two started to chat. Stacey served up appetizers. "Something smells great." Nidia complemented.
Stacey mouthed 'Thank You' at Maven, than took a peak at what Nidia had chosen to wear. "Is that my skirt?" she said falling off the stool in the kitchen.
You could here the bang outside. "Uhm...I better go see what that was?" Maven said getting nervous.
"Here I'll come with." Nidia said standing out of her chair.
"You better not!" Maven shouted. "He handed her a pile of CD's. "Pick one!"
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Maven ran in the kitchen. "ARE YOU CRAZY?" he softly yelled at Stacey. Who was still trying to peak out the window.
"Is that my skirt?" she asked. "What shoe's is she wearing?" Maven just ignored her and took out a plate of food.
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Nidia didn't hesitate to take the first bite. Which was a quality that Maven loved about her. "This is really good." Nidia said between chews. "What is it?"
Maven made a disgusted look on his face. "I'll let you know when I figure it out." Nidia just smiled. After ten minutes of small talk, which always led back to the discussion of work. Maven headed back to the kitchen, so Nidia decided to call Stacey to check in. When she heard the phone ring in the kitchen she knew something was up.
Maven came through the screen door with two plates. "Lemon-Garlic catfish. My specialty." He said.
'Funny' Nidia laughed. "After four years of rooming with Stacey, it's her specialty too." Maven let out an awkward smile.
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At around 10'o clock Maven drove her home. Nidia was quiet the whole way there. "What are you thinking about?" Maven asked breaking the silence.
"Stacey!" Nidia said. Waiting for some sort of response. "She went out with Mark again."
Maven laughed. "What's so wrong with that?"
"Mark broke up with her 3 days ago. It's not like her to forgive and forget like that. You remember when she and Andrew broke up." Nidia yawned.
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Maven walked her up to her hotel room. As he went to kiss Nidia goodnight, she opened her door and walked in. "I had a great time." She said.
"Goodnight." She shut the door, and saw Stacey already in bed.
"So how'd it go?"
Nidia went straight in the bathroom, shut the door and broke down into tears. She ripped the picture of Stacey and her off the mirror. "It had to be you."
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A/N: OK alittle bit drama...alittle bit of humor....alittle bit of romance.. guys let me know what ya think!
Chow!
KF
Disclaimer: I only own Kora Flair. Superstars featured in this fic own themselves.
Charecters: Trish Stratus, Nidia and appearances by many more.
Summary: Following the events of RAW (July 5, 2004) when Trish humiliated Nidia. Nidia swears to get revenge and eventually de-thrown the reigning women's champion. Her destination: Summerslam. Can she do it? Or will an unexpected love tarnish her plan?
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Maven ran through his house like an animal, in an attempt to make dinner and get ready for tonight. He had asked Nidia over for dinner at last nights house show, and to his surprise her answer was simply '"I Love to EAT!!"' he wanted to impress the brunette diva.
"What am I doing?" he asked talking to himself, while adjusting his tie.
"What's that smell?" he ran downstairs and found his steak was burnt to a crisp. After all the hard work trying to light the grill, get everything ready, it was ruined. As much as he hated to admit defeat he sucked it up and did. "I need some help." So he picked up his cell phone.
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Nidia was in her hotel room. She must have spent three hours trying to find an outfit. 'This one's to yellow...too tight...too big...what are you selling sex' she mocked her blonde friend sitting on the bed. "What about this one?" Nidia said modeling her next dress.
"I love the color green..." Stacey said.
"But?" Nidia knew there was a but.
"Too sluttish." Stacey handed her another outfit. This time it was shorts.
Nidia came out, and Stacey was sold. "That's the one!"
"I don't like it." Nidia said adamantly. Tugging at the shorts. "It makes it seem like I want to be more than friends..." Stacey was confused. "Isn't that the point?"
"I better try the red one." Nidia said as Stacey's cell phone rang.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Keibs it's me Maven, I need you're help." Nidia came out and modeled yet another outfit for her fashion friend.
Stacey gave her two thumbs down, "Oh hi Mark! That's fantastic...uh huh..."
Nidia laughed "the same Mark from last week?" she smiled and picked out another outfit.
"She's there isn't she?" Maven asked.
"Mark, you're so bad." Stacey giggled.
"It's a 911"
"I'll see what I can do." Stacey said hanging up the phone and grabbing her purse. "Nid sweetie, I have to run. Wake me up when you get back." She put on her sunglasses. "I want full details."
"Nidia laughed. "You go get you're man."
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2 Hours later
Stacey was in the kitchen slaving away at dinner when a car pulled up to the driveway. "OH MY GOD!" Stacey said running up stairs. "Maven she's here!"
"Already?" he said in a panic. "How do I look?" Stacey smiled and adjusted his shirt collar. "Thanks."
"No problem."
"I just thought it might be weird for you." Maven said putting on some deodorant. "Because of us..."
"Don't be stupid." Stacey giggled. "We were great together...better as friends. You said so yourself."
"Well how do I look?"
"You always did look good in red." Stacey smiled as the doorbell rang.
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Maven let Nidia in, and showed her around his home. Avoiding the kitchen. He sat her in the backyard and the two started to chat. Stacey served up appetizers. "Something smells great." Nidia complemented.
Stacey mouthed 'Thank You' at Maven, than took a peak at what Nidia had chosen to wear. "Is that my skirt?" she said falling off the stool in the kitchen.
You could here the bang outside. "Uhm...I better go see what that was?" Maven said getting nervous.
"Here I'll come with." Nidia said standing out of her chair.
"You better not!" Maven shouted. "He handed her a pile of CD's. "Pick one!"
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Maven ran in the kitchen. "ARE YOU CRAZY?" he softly yelled at Stacey. Who was still trying to peak out the window.
"Is that my skirt?" she asked. "What shoe's is she wearing?" Maven just ignored her and took out a plate of food.
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Nidia didn't hesitate to take the first bite. Which was a quality that Maven loved about her. "This is really good." Nidia said between chews. "What is it?"
Maven made a disgusted look on his face. "I'll let you know when I figure it out." Nidia just smiled. After ten minutes of small talk, which always led back to the discussion of work. Maven headed back to the kitchen, so Nidia decided to call Stacey to check in. When she heard the phone ring in the kitchen she knew something was up.
Maven came through the screen door with two plates. "Lemon-Garlic catfish. My specialty." He said.
'Funny' Nidia laughed. "After four years of rooming with Stacey, it's her specialty too." Maven let out an awkward smile.
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At around 10'o clock Maven drove her home. Nidia was quiet the whole way there. "What are you thinking about?" Maven asked breaking the silence.
"Stacey!" Nidia said. Waiting for some sort of response. "She went out with Mark again."
Maven laughed. "What's so wrong with that?"
"Mark broke up with her 3 days ago. It's not like her to forgive and forget like that. You remember when she and Andrew broke up." Nidia yawned.
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Maven walked her up to her hotel room. As he went to kiss Nidia goodnight, she opened her door and walked in. "I had a great time." She said.
"Goodnight." She shut the door, and saw Stacey already in bed.
"So how'd it go?"
Nidia went straight in the bathroom, shut the door and broke down into tears. She ripped the picture of Stacey and her off the mirror. "It had to be you."
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A/N: OK alittle bit drama...alittle bit of humor....alittle bit of romance.. guys let me know what ya think!
Chow!
KF