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The Day Is: Wednesday
007 – EVOLUTION STYLE
The night had arrived and the sky was practically black. Bright stars were scattered throughout the sky as Randy Orton and Ric Flair slowly crept up the street. They were once again on the street of Trish Stratus, prepared to spy on their friend, Dave Batista. Both boys were dressed in all black, Randy's outfit complete with a black ski mask with eyes, a nose and a mouth cut out. Ric had his cell phone in hand. The boys were a few houses down as Ric began to dial Dave's cell phone number. He placed the phone to his ear and listened to it ring. After the fourth ring, Dave picked up. "Hello?" He huffed, sounding out of breath.
"Hey Batista! It's me, Ric! Randy and me are headed over to the bar with our fake I.D.s. You want to come with us?" Ric asked, getting the thumbs up from Randy, who was trying to rummage through his backpack quietly.
"Uhh...I'm stuck baby-sitting again. My older sister's working the night shift and I have to take care of the little ones. Maybe next time, man." Dave lied, as Trish's lips curled up in to a smile as she leaned on his chest.
"That's cool, man. We'll catch you at practice tomorrow. Remember, it's at one." Ric reminded him.
"That reminds me! I can't make it tomorrow. I have to go visit some relatives with my family. Sorry." He apologized, trying to sound sincere as possible.
"Dave! We have that audition at Raw to prepare for! You can't miss another practice." Ric complained, as Randy fished a camera out of his backpack. He began to load it up with film as Dave bit his bottom lip.
"I'm sorry, Ric. It's family." Dave told him, hanging up without even giving his friend a chance to respond. Dave then placed his cell phone back on to Trish's dresser. She ran her hands up his chest and gave him a kiss.
"You're so sexy when you lie to your friends." She told him. He wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her.
A few houses down, Randy and Ric were making their way over to Trish's house. The two of them had devised a plan to climb up the front of Trish's house using a rope ladder to snap a few pictures of Trish and Dave together to show Hunter. Hunter was completely clueless about Dave's excuses, actually believing that he had to take care of his family. Ric couldn't help but snicker quietly as Randy climbed up the drainpipe of Trish's house to attach the rope ladder to the roof.
A couple of minutes later, Randy had the rope ladder installed. He motioned for Ric to start climbing, for he was already squatting on the roof. Ric slowly climbed up the ladder, trying not to make any noise. Finally, he reached the roof and got in to a crawling position. He followed Randy as the brown-haired teenager began to make his way over to Trish's window. Both Trish and Dave had their backs turned to the window, for Trish was going through her closet and Dave was behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. He was kissing her neck as Randy began to snap a few pictures. Ric was watching the area around them, making sure nobody could see them. Trish pulled a slinky dress out of her closet as Dave tore it out of her hands and threw it on the floor. He then tilted her head and kissed her roughly, biting her bottom lip. She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. She then jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his torso. Randy was snapping pictures like wildfire, getting shot after shot. After he figured he had enough, he turned to Ric. "Let's go, Dude." Randy whispered. Ric nodded and quietly began to crawl towards the ladder. Just as he reached the ladder, he grabbed hold, but accidentally knocked it off its latch and caused it to tumble towards the crowd. Luckily, the rope ladder landed on the grass and didn't make a noise. Ric quickly turned to Randy.
"Oh shit." He mouthed, as Randy looked over and saw the rope ladder on the ground. He then swatted Ric on the back of his head.
"Good going, dumbass! Now what are we going to do?" Randy asked, seeing if Ric could come up with a solution.
"I don't know. Let's jump!" Ric suggested.
"Are you out of your mind? We could break our bones!" Randy complained.
"How else are we going to get down?" Randy quickly took a look around and looked at the drainpipe.
"The drainpipe. That's how I got up." Randy told him. Ric shook his head.
"No way, Orton. I'm not climbing down that thing. I'll clank it and we'll get caught."
"Then what?"
"We have to jump."
"No!" Randy shouted. He quickly clapped his hand over his mouth.
Inside the room, Trish broke the kiss and looked at Dave with her eyebrows raised. "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Dave questioned.
"Somebody just yelled No." She answered.
"Where would it come from?"
"I heard it from the roof." Trish replied. The two of them walked over to Trish's window to check it out. Sure thing, they saw two dark figures standing on her roof. Dave quickly opened the window and stuck his head out.
"HEY!" He screamed. Randy looked over and then shoved Ric off the roof. Ric hollered as he landed on the grass.
"Ow!" Ric whined as Randy quickly jumped off the roof and landed on his feet. He then pulled Ric up and the two began to run down the street.
"Dave, they forgot something." Trish pointed out, pointing to a small black object lying on the roof. Dave nodded and crawled out the window to grab it. He came back and examined it.
"This looks familiar." He then took another good look at the camera in his hand and his eyes narrowed. On the back of the camera, the name 'Orton' was engraved on it. "Those bastards." Dave muttered, under his breath.
After running two blocks, Randy and Ric skidded to a stop. Randy reached in to his backpack and then looked at Ric frantically. He pulled off his black ski mask. "My camera! It's missing!" Both pairs of eyes went wide. "Oh, crap!" They both said in unison.
The Day Is: Wednesday
007 – EVOLUTION STYLE
The night had arrived and the sky was practically black. Bright stars were scattered throughout the sky as Randy Orton and Ric Flair slowly crept up the street. They were once again on the street of Trish Stratus, prepared to spy on their friend, Dave Batista. Both boys were dressed in all black, Randy's outfit complete with a black ski mask with eyes, a nose and a mouth cut out. Ric had his cell phone in hand. The boys were a few houses down as Ric began to dial Dave's cell phone number. He placed the phone to his ear and listened to it ring. After the fourth ring, Dave picked up. "Hello?" He huffed, sounding out of breath.
"Hey Batista! It's me, Ric! Randy and me are headed over to the bar with our fake I.D.s. You want to come with us?" Ric asked, getting the thumbs up from Randy, who was trying to rummage through his backpack quietly.
"Uhh...I'm stuck baby-sitting again. My older sister's working the night shift and I have to take care of the little ones. Maybe next time, man." Dave lied, as Trish's lips curled up in to a smile as she leaned on his chest.
"That's cool, man. We'll catch you at practice tomorrow. Remember, it's at one." Ric reminded him.
"That reminds me! I can't make it tomorrow. I have to go visit some relatives with my family. Sorry." He apologized, trying to sound sincere as possible.
"Dave! We have that audition at Raw to prepare for! You can't miss another practice." Ric complained, as Randy fished a camera out of his backpack. He began to load it up with film as Dave bit his bottom lip.
"I'm sorry, Ric. It's family." Dave told him, hanging up without even giving his friend a chance to respond. Dave then placed his cell phone back on to Trish's dresser. She ran her hands up his chest and gave him a kiss.
"You're so sexy when you lie to your friends." She told him. He wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her.
A few houses down, Randy and Ric were making their way over to Trish's house. The two of them had devised a plan to climb up the front of Trish's house using a rope ladder to snap a few pictures of Trish and Dave together to show Hunter. Hunter was completely clueless about Dave's excuses, actually believing that he had to take care of his family. Ric couldn't help but snicker quietly as Randy climbed up the drainpipe of Trish's house to attach the rope ladder to the roof.
A couple of minutes later, Randy had the rope ladder installed. He motioned for Ric to start climbing, for he was already squatting on the roof. Ric slowly climbed up the ladder, trying not to make any noise. Finally, he reached the roof and got in to a crawling position. He followed Randy as the brown-haired teenager began to make his way over to Trish's window. Both Trish and Dave had their backs turned to the window, for Trish was going through her closet and Dave was behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. He was kissing her neck as Randy began to snap a few pictures. Ric was watching the area around them, making sure nobody could see them. Trish pulled a slinky dress out of her closet as Dave tore it out of her hands and threw it on the floor. He then tilted her head and kissed her roughly, biting her bottom lip. She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. She then jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his torso. Randy was snapping pictures like wildfire, getting shot after shot. After he figured he had enough, he turned to Ric. "Let's go, Dude." Randy whispered. Ric nodded and quietly began to crawl towards the ladder. Just as he reached the ladder, he grabbed hold, but accidentally knocked it off its latch and caused it to tumble towards the crowd. Luckily, the rope ladder landed on the grass and didn't make a noise. Ric quickly turned to Randy.
"Oh shit." He mouthed, as Randy looked over and saw the rope ladder on the ground. He then swatted Ric on the back of his head.
"Good going, dumbass! Now what are we going to do?" Randy asked, seeing if Ric could come up with a solution.
"I don't know. Let's jump!" Ric suggested.
"Are you out of your mind? We could break our bones!" Randy complained.
"How else are we going to get down?" Randy quickly took a look around and looked at the drainpipe.
"The drainpipe. That's how I got up." Randy told him. Ric shook his head.
"No way, Orton. I'm not climbing down that thing. I'll clank it and we'll get caught."
"Then what?"
"We have to jump."
"No!" Randy shouted. He quickly clapped his hand over his mouth.
Inside the room, Trish broke the kiss and looked at Dave with her eyebrows raised. "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Dave questioned.
"Somebody just yelled No." She answered.
"Where would it come from?"
"I heard it from the roof." Trish replied. The two of them walked over to Trish's window to check it out. Sure thing, they saw two dark figures standing on her roof. Dave quickly opened the window and stuck his head out.
"HEY!" He screamed. Randy looked over and then shoved Ric off the roof. Ric hollered as he landed on the grass.
"Ow!" Ric whined as Randy quickly jumped off the roof and landed on his feet. He then pulled Ric up and the two began to run down the street.
"Dave, they forgot something." Trish pointed out, pointing to a small black object lying on the roof. Dave nodded and crawled out the window to grab it. He came back and examined it.
"This looks familiar." He then took another good look at the camera in his hand and his eyes narrowed. On the back of the camera, the name 'Orton' was engraved on it. "Those bastards." Dave muttered, under his breath.
After running two blocks, Randy and Ric skidded to a stop. Randy reached in to his backpack and then looked at Ric frantically. He pulled off his black ski mask. "My camera! It's missing!" Both pairs of eyes went wide. "Oh, crap!" They both said in unison.