Disclaimer: I do not own John Cena, Trish Stratus or any of the other WWE
superstars in this story; they are all owned in and by themselves and the
World Wrestling Entertainment franchise.
Summary: Trish Stratus gets moved to Smack down to make better ratings, and she finds herself being placed with the one guy she didn't think she would ever be with. This is a purely romantic fic.
A/N: It's been a month since I even tried to update this story, and going back over this account and this story and debating whether to delete it, I decided against it, because even though I might be the worlds worst rapper, I do think a good Cena story could go a long way and I don't want to ever abandon a story on here. I do that enough offline when I write in my notebooks, when I bring them online though they always get finished and they get finished right. So here goes nothing, chapter 5, and then check out my Exist2Inspire name and see the new chapter I'm writing for my Zach Gowen story. OMG its story overload.
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"I was thinking of that one band that Vince used for the pay per view a few months ago. I know you don't think I like rock music but they were pretty good."
"Well he used Trapt, is that who you mean? How easy do you think it would be to get the rights to use the songs we like anyway?"
"It wasn't Trapt, it was another one, and I don't think it's all that hard if they are a band we've used before. I mean have you seen how much we used Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit? I mean those bands were everywhere."
"I see your point, so what was the name of the band then if it wasn't Trapt?"
"Started with a T and wouldn't you know my brain doesn't want to remember it at this point?"
"Trust Company?"
John jumped to his feet like he had just won the lottery. Trish noticed the look of happiness on his face as he realized she knew her music and that he didn't have to think to hard about the name of the band anymore.
"Oh my god girl! You're awesome! I totally wouldn't have gotten that until I was at the hotel alone and not able to tell you. They have this one song, called Falling Apart, and I think for you that song would be awesome."
"I have to admit John; your taste in music shocks me."
"I told you before Trish, I do rap on television, but when I'm just chilling, I like just about everything, and when it comes to theme music, I'm going to tell you what I think is good for you and then it's up to you to decide if I'm right."
"I've never heard the song."
"Then do me a favor princess. While I'm out there showing why I am the master of Thuganomics, why don't you do whatever it is you do, and when you get the chance, listen to the song? Then next week, come find me and let me know what you think. I want you to honestly tell me if I made the right choice."
"It's a deal. And John?"
"Yeah?" he asked as he headed for his locker room door.
"Thanks for not being what I said you were. Also, thanks for the help with the song."
"You're welcome and I told you in the ring, stick with me and you're going to have so much fun being here on Smack down."
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"This match is scheduled for one fall. Entering first from West Newbury, Mass, weighing in at 248 LBS, John Cena!!!"
The ring announcer shouted his name out to the arena, and making his way down the ramp he could tell people were wondering why Trish wasn't with him. Seeing as he had gone all out earlier and tried to rap his way into her heart and have her join him, her absence was very much missed. He could hear the crowd booing him as well, but they didn't understand that the boo's kept him going and made him just want to fight harder. Since he'd rapped earlier in the evening, he was down at the ring to do one thing, and that was beat Spanky within an inch of his life. Jumping into the ring he warmed up a little more as Spanky's music hit and he made his way down the ramp.
"His opponent for this match, hailing all the way from Olympia, Washington, weighing in at 191 LBS, Spanky!!!"
Spanky ran into the ring and with the sound of the bell the action started. John got on the aggressive very early on and clothes lined Brian hard as he tried to gain some momentum by swinging off the ropes. While Brian lay down on the mat trying to catch his breath, John bounced off the ropes and hit him with elbow drop. Grabbing his leg quickly, the ref falling to the mat to count, John hooked Spanky in and the ref counted to two. Knowing it was early on in the match, John decided to pick him up and do some more damage, so it wouldn't be an easy win. Grabbing Spanky by the hair he lifted him to his feet, and that's when the music started. John was thrown back and looked up towards the ramp and that's when he saw it.
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Trish made her way down the ramp with a huge smile, and John couldn't help but smile along with her. She had chosen her music, and he felt pretty damn good that it was his choice. He was a little shocked that they were able to use it right away, but it did seem to suit her and go over well with the crowd.
Not knowing what she was doing down there, seeing how it wasn't in the script that she be there at all, John just dropped his plan of attack on Brian and went over to help Trish into the ring. Sliding through the ropes she smiled brightly at John and looked innocently at Spanky. Walking over to the ropes she grabbed the microphone that was passed her way and interrupted the match.
As Spanky regained his wits in the corner turnbuckle, Trish put the mic to her lips, and with one last smile at John, started to talk to the crowd.
"Now I know you're all wondering what I am doing out here for this match, and I'll admit it is a little selfish of me, but I had to do it now, otherwise the opportunity might be lost. So what am I here to do? Well I'm here to show you what the REAL Trish Stratus is all about."
Throwing the microphone down, she ran over to the corner where Brian was crouched and whispered something in his ear. When she turned around, John grabbed her by the arm, playing along and demanding what she was up too. That was when Trish got the last laugh and with a quick slap to John's face, and a comeback to hit her from him, Trish ducked out of the way and John was hit in the face with a drop kick off the top rope.
With a quick laugh she jumped out of the ring and made her way up the ramp, smiling big and waving at John with a quick laugh. When John turned back to face his opponent, Spanky caught him off guard and hit him with the sliced bread number 2, knocking him out, and hooking the leg, Spanky won the match with the one...two..Three.
Brian made his way out of the ring and up the ramp to where Trish was waiting patiently. Stephanie had come to her only moments before and asked her to do this run in, and make it seem like she wasn't going to be with Cena, but that she would be with Kendrick. Trish had loved the idea and went along with it, but looking at the ring now, where John was still lying, playing to the crowd, she felt kind of bad that he hadn't seen it coming. Lifting Brian's hand in the air, she smiled a fake smile and made her way back to the locker room area.
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"Nice Job out there girl! I loved you laying it into Cena." Mark said coming up behind her and grabbing her into a huge hug and spinning her around. Ever since Mark had become a father of a little girl, he was always into hugging and being close with all the women on either roster. He wasn't interested in them in a romantic way; he just wanted to be close to everyone before his time was up. Trish was glad she was the first person that she'd seen after what she'd done.
"I'm not too sure John loved it though Mark. I was supposed to be teaming up with him. This was a last minute monkey wrench. But did you see his face? I don't think we are going to work together."
"You said it was a monkey wrench right? It had nothing to do with you princess, and if John doesn't see that then screw him. He'll learn when he fights me next month at the pay per view won't he?"
Trish smiled and gave Mark another quick hug before making her way down the hallway to change and take a shower. As she started to change out of her sweaty clothes, there was a light knock on the door. Wrapping the towel around her exposed upper body, she called out that it was alright to come in.
"What the hell was that out there? Some kind of sick revenge?"
"John what are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about, so don't play stupid here girl. You come out blaring the music I chose for you, without even a word of warning and then help in kicking my ass, how is that fair?"
"Stephanie came and asked me to do it, so we would throw the fans off for awhile about our intentions. John I'm not going to say sorry to you here so you can make your ego feel better. I did my job."
"I thought we had a truce?"
"We do, I don't verbally attack you and vise versa, I didn't do that to you did I?"
John looked at her intently and that's when he realized that he had walked in on her while she was changing. He knew she might be busy when he got there, but when she'd told him to come in, he was sure she was decent. Just looking at her now, wasn't healthy because he wanted to take the towel off of her. Snapping himself out of it and staring back into her eyes, he sighed.
"No you didn't. I know its just business. I'm sorry I ran in here so bent out of shape."
"Don't worry about it, that stuff happened all the time over on RAW. But did you like my surprise for you?" she asked smiling big at him, forcing him to want to smile right back at her.
"Yes I did, didn't I tell you it would be a good choice?"
"You did, and I listened. See we make a better team then we thought don't we?"
With a little laugh John turned around and headed for the door. He had to get back to his own locker room and clean up and he didn't want to keep her from what she was doing either.
"I'll let you finish up with what you were doing before I got here, and if you're free later, would you like to go get something to eat?"
"I'd like nothing more John, come back and get me before you leave, and we'll go together."
John made his way out of her locker room and down the hall slowly to his. He couldn't explain what was happening to him, but from the moment he met this woman, she got under his skin, and since he had thought up the amazing idea of the truce, it wasn't under his skin in a bad way. Now he just had to see if she felt the same.
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A/N: I don't know how well that match is going to come across, because I haven't done one of those in awhile, I just needed to use it for the filler with Trish. I hope you like it, and there will be more raps over time, but not as good as the one from two chapters ago. Me and my friend haven't really spoken in awhile, so I've lost my Cena in the making! LOL so anyway, enjoy this latest installment and I will be back tomorrow with another to keep this alive :)
Summary: Trish Stratus gets moved to Smack down to make better ratings, and she finds herself being placed with the one guy she didn't think she would ever be with. This is a purely romantic fic.
A/N: It's been a month since I even tried to update this story, and going back over this account and this story and debating whether to delete it, I decided against it, because even though I might be the worlds worst rapper, I do think a good Cena story could go a long way and I don't want to ever abandon a story on here. I do that enough offline when I write in my notebooks, when I bring them online though they always get finished and they get finished right. So here goes nothing, chapter 5, and then check out my Exist2Inspire name and see the new chapter I'm writing for my Zach Gowen story. OMG its story overload.
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"I was thinking of that one band that Vince used for the pay per view a few months ago. I know you don't think I like rock music but they were pretty good."
"Well he used Trapt, is that who you mean? How easy do you think it would be to get the rights to use the songs we like anyway?"
"It wasn't Trapt, it was another one, and I don't think it's all that hard if they are a band we've used before. I mean have you seen how much we used Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit? I mean those bands were everywhere."
"I see your point, so what was the name of the band then if it wasn't Trapt?"
"Started with a T and wouldn't you know my brain doesn't want to remember it at this point?"
"Trust Company?"
John jumped to his feet like he had just won the lottery. Trish noticed the look of happiness on his face as he realized she knew her music and that he didn't have to think to hard about the name of the band anymore.
"Oh my god girl! You're awesome! I totally wouldn't have gotten that until I was at the hotel alone and not able to tell you. They have this one song, called Falling Apart, and I think for you that song would be awesome."
"I have to admit John; your taste in music shocks me."
"I told you before Trish, I do rap on television, but when I'm just chilling, I like just about everything, and when it comes to theme music, I'm going to tell you what I think is good for you and then it's up to you to decide if I'm right."
"I've never heard the song."
"Then do me a favor princess. While I'm out there showing why I am the master of Thuganomics, why don't you do whatever it is you do, and when you get the chance, listen to the song? Then next week, come find me and let me know what you think. I want you to honestly tell me if I made the right choice."
"It's a deal. And John?"
"Yeah?" he asked as he headed for his locker room door.
"Thanks for not being what I said you were. Also, thanks for the help with the song."
"You're welcome and I told you in the ring, stick with me and you're going to have so much fun being here on Smack down."
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"This match is scheduled for one fall. Entering first from West Newbury, Mass, weighing in at 248 LBS, John Cena!!!"
The ring announcer shouted his name out to the arena, and making his way down the ramp he could tell people were wondering why Trish wasn't with him. Seeing as he had gone all out earlier and tried to rap his way into her heart and have her join him, her absence was very much missed. He could hear the crowd booing him as well, but they didn't understand that the boo's kept him going and made him just want to fight harder. Since he'd rapped earlier in the evening, he was down at the ring to do one thing, and that was beat Spanky within an inch of his life. Jumping into the ring he warmed up a little more as Spanky's music hit and he made his way down the ramp.
"His opponent for this match, hailing all the way from Olympia, Washington, weighing in at 191 LBS, Spanky!!!"
Spanky ran into the ring and with the sound of the bell the action started. John got on the aggressive very early on and clothes lined Brian hard as he tried to gain some momentum by swinging off the ropes. While Brian lay down on the mat trying to catch his breath, John bounced off the ropes and hit him with elbow drop. Grabbing his leg quickly, the ref falling to the mat to count, John hooked Spanky in and the ref counted to two. Knowing it was early on in the match, John decided to pick him up and do some more damage, so it wouldn't be an easy win. Grabbing Spanky by the hair he lifted him to his feet, and that's when the music started. John was thrown back and looked up towards the ramp and that's when he saw it.
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Trish made her way down the ramp with a huge smile, and John couldn't help but smile along with her. She had chosen her music, and he felt pretty damn good that it was his choice. He was a little shocked that they were able to use it right away, but it did seem to suit her and go over well with the crowd.
Not knowing what she was doing down there, seeing how it wasn't in the script that she be there at all, John just dropped his plan of attack on Brian and went over to help Trish into the ring. Sliding through the ropes she smiled brightly at John and looked innocently at Spanky. Walking over to the ropes she grabbed the microphone that was passed her way and interrupted the match.
As Spanky regained his wits in the corner turnbuckle, Trish put the mic to her lips, and with one last smile at John, started to talk to the crowd.
"Now I know you're all wondering what I am doing out here for this match, and I'll admit it is a little selfish of me, but I had to do it now, otherwise the opportunity might be lost. So what am I here to do? Well I'm here to show you what the REAL Trish Stratus is all about."
Throwing the microphone down, she ran over to the corner where Brian was crouched and whispered something in his ear. When she turned around, John grabbed her by the arm, playing along and demanding what she was up too. That was when Trish got the last laugh and with a quick slap to John's face, and a comeback to hit her from him, Trish ducked out of the way and John was hit in the face with a drop kick off the top rope.
With a quick laugh she jumped out of the ring and made her way up the ramp, smiling big and waving at John with a quick laugh. When John turned back to face his opponent, Spanky caught him off guard and hit him with the sliced bread number 2, knocking him out, and hooking the leg, Spanky won the match with the one...two..Three.
Brian made his way out of the ring and up the ramp to where Trish was waiting patiently. Stephanie had come to her only moments before and asked her to do this run in, and make it seem like she wasn't going to be with Cena, but that she would be with Kendrick. Trish had loved the idea and went along with it, but looking at the ring now, where John was still lying, playing to the crowd, she felt kind of bad that he hadn't seen it coming. Lifting Brian's hand in the air, she smiled a fake smile and made her way back to the locker room area.
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"Nice Job out there girl! I loved you laying it into Cena." Mark said coming up behind her and grabbing her into a huge hug and spinning her around. Ever since Mark had become a father of a little girl, he was always into hugging and being close with all the women on either roster. He wasn't interested in them in a romantic way; he just wanted to be close to everyone before his time was up. Trish was glad she was the first person that she'd seen after what she'd done.
"I'm not too sure John loved it though Mark. I was supposed to be teaming up with him. This was a last minute monkey wrench. But did you see his face? I don't think we are going to work together."
"You said it was a monkey wrench right? It had nothing to do with you princess, and if John doesn't see that then screw him. He'll learn when he fights me next month at the pay per view won't he?"
Trish smiled and gave Mark another quick hug before making her way down the hallway to change and take a shower. As she started to change out of her sweaty clothes, there was a light knock on the door. Wrapping the towel around her exposed upper body, she called out that it was alright to come in.
"What the hell was that out there? Some kind of sick revenge?"
"John what are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about, so don't play stupid here girl. You come out blaring the music I chose for you, without even a word of warning and then help in kicking my ass, how is that fair?"
"Stephanie came and asked me to do it, so we would throw the fans off for awhile about our intentions. John I'm not going to say sorry to you here so you can make your ego feel better. I did my job."
"I thought we had a truce?"
"We do, I don't verbally attack you and vise versa, I didn't do that to you did I?"
John looked at her intently and that's when he realized that he had walked in on her while she was changing. He knew she might be busy when he got there, but when she'd told him to come in, he was sure she was decent. Just looking at her now, wasn't healthy because he wanted to take the towel off of her. Snapping himself out of it and staring back into her eyes, he sighed.
"No you didn't. I know its just business. I'm sorry I ran in here so bent out of shape."
"Don't worry about it, that stuff happened all the time over on RAW. But did you like my surprise for you?" she asked smiling big at him, forcing him to want to smile right back at her.
"Yes I did, didn't I tell you it would be a good choice?"
"You did, and I listened. See we make a better team then we thought don't we?"
With a little laugh John turned around and headed for the door. He had to get back to his own locker room and clean up and he didn't want to keep her from what she was doing either.
"I'll let you finish up with what you were doing before I got here, and if you're free later, would you like to go get something to eat?"
"I'd like nothing more John, come back and get me before you leave, and we'll go together."
John made his way out of her locker room and down the hall slowly to his. He couldn't explain what was happening to him, but from the moment he met this woman, she got under his skin, and since he had thought up the amazing idea of the truce, it wasn't under his skin in a bad way. Now he just had to see if she felt the same.
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A/N: I don't know how well that match is going to come across, because I haven't done one of those in awhile, I just needed to use it for the filler with Trish. I hope you like it, and there will be more raps over time, but not as good as the one from two chapters ago. Me and my friend haven't really spoken in awhile, so I've lost my Cena in the making! LOL so anyway, enjoy this latest installment and I will be back tomorrow with another to keep this alive :)