Jas rushed back from class to see if she had any emails from angry North
Carolinians. Thankfully, there weren't any. But she did find a note shoved
under her door. She picked it back up after closing her email and scanned
it quickly. Ally had scribbled it in a hurry on the back of a used piece of
computer paper. Jas smiled at the unique spelling as she read it:
Dear Jas, Hey, listen, don't sweat those guys, they ain't gonna hurt you. You have a little blonde, who's not even 6 feet tall, a guy who runs around looking like a green jelly bean thinking he's a superhero, a guy who's never hurt a fly in his life and who's cared about all of his fans (except me which I'm still pissed at him for just leaving me that 1 day without an autograph), and well, matt would be the only one who's a threat but what's he been doing this whole time, nothing but being Shane's bitch. You got nothing to worry about, and you know how I am when people hurt my friends, I won't let them touch you. And if Jeff left now it'd take him a while to find which school we're at, so don't worry. Besides, if Jeff starts getting anywhere near hear and doesn't stop, I got a good story idea that one of us could put up that they would all just love! And the closer he gets and doesn't go away, the more we'll just update it, and we'll stop it once he goes back home. Anywayz, ttul, gurl! I got a huge test to study for. It's on Friday so he better not show up here this week. I want my degree and I wanna pass, if he distracts me, it ain't gonna be much fun for him if i fail that test, lol. ttul, ~Ally~
Jas laughed, gratified to know that she had friends on her side. She hummed to herself as she put the finishing touches on chapter 29 of Shannon's current least favorite story then uploaded it to fanfiction.net. After, she checked her email again just to be sure she didn't have anything pressing, and frowned when she saw the note from Shannon:
To: JeffAndShannon
From: Mfer1
Subject: Why won't you listen to me?
Dear Jas,
I thought you were my fan. You said you were and asked me for my autograph, which I gave to you. Yet you still show me no respect when you keep uploading slash stories after I have asked you politely to stop. You even laugh in our faces when we get firm with you.
Now, I was raised to be polite and when someone asks me to stop doing something, I stop. I wouldn't think of doing something that I knew upset someone.
And Mr. McMahon ain't going to hear about this. Even if he does, he ain't going to believe you because you won't be able to trace these emails back to me. Anonymity and all, you know.
Jeff is most definitely in Minnesota by now, and he's a really bad mood after seeing your last chapter. He hates it when people portray me as some simpering little girl. Now, when he finds you, he's going to send for me. And then you and I are going to have a nice sit down chat. Or, we can have a public screaming match, if you want to. Don't fight me on this, baby. Just give in already.
Waiting for a real truce,
Shannon
Jas rolled her eyes and huffed while she tried to put her thoughts into words. Well, she wasn't giving in, that was for sure. Sighing, she hit 'reply' and started typing:
To: Mfer1
From: JeffAndShannon
Subject: Re: Why won't you listen to me?
Dear Shannon,
Giving in strikes a blow for slash fanfiction writers everywhere. You want me to stop doing something that really shouldn't have any affect on your life. I am one author in a pool of hundreds. How are MY stories the problem here?
And another thing, you're awfully conservative for a guy who has the word 'extinct' tattooed on the inside of his lower lip.
By the way, if Jeff didn't like chapter 28, he's going to hate the next one. Have a good time out there in the ring tonight and put my stories out of your head.
All the best,
Jas
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Shannon stared at Jas' note in astonishment. She wasn't budging on the issue no matter how much he pressed it. And Jeff would probably read this new chapter before Shannon could get to him. Rubbing his temple, he opened up to the new chapter Jas described and read it carefully.
The sex scene was horrifying! He didn't mind that he was topping, but did he have to sound like such a virgin? God! He'd topped Jeff many a time in their long relationship. And how did she know all this stuff about what two guys are feeling when they make love? This was really disturbing to him. She was a fairly young girl who got jacked up on writing stories about two men. His phone rang and he mentally steeled himself for the conversation he was sure to have.
"Yes, baby, I saw it," he said after checking his caller ID and clicking it on.
"She . . . you . . .," Jeff sputtered on the other end of the connection.
"I just read it," Shannon assured him. "I know what I did and who I did it with."
"DAMN HER!"
"It's just a story," Shannon soothed, finding it ironic that he was put in the position of defending her to diffuse his lover. Amazing.
"But you topped another man!"
"It's FICTION," Shannon clarified. "I didn't do anything with another man. I love only YOU. Baby, you should come back."
"No way!"
"Jeff," Shannon whined, knowing he was playing the trump card he saved for emergency. "I'm so twisted over this. I need you here right now. You can chase her when I've calmed down."
Jeff was quiet for a moment and Shannon knew he was weighing his options. The younger Hardy wasn't easily manipulated and Shannon hated stooping to this level, but he had to keep Jeff out of trouble.
"I can meet up with you in a few days," Jeff offered.
"Nope, I need you back with me now, baby. I'm so upset, I've been missing spots again."
That did it. Jeff couldn't stand it when Shannon's career suffered.
"Okay," Jeff relented reluctantly. "I'll be on the next plane to you."
"Thanks, Jeff."
They talked for another couple of minutes before Jeff hung up to make arrangements to fly out. Shannon was about to log out of his email when it blinked letting him know he had another message. Curious, he clicked on it:
To: Mfer1
From: Prime Time
Subject: I can help you
Hey, Shannon. Remember me? It's Prime Time, the Insane Dareus host. How's life been, man? I've been hearing a little bit about everything that's going on. And, first of all, I'm telling you and the others to calm the hell down before you get arrested for being dumb ass maniacs. I suggest you let cooler heads prevail about this. I perfectly understand everything that's been going on here, and I don't really like slash fics much myself, but you need to calm your nerves. Rather than trying to stalk the hell out of Jas, I suggest you bring a feminine touch onto the scene to be able to reach her on a one-on- one civilized conversation basis. In other words, my friend, I suggest you put Amy up about this and ask her to help you settle this crap. At least she won't get pissed off and start making Bowser plans. Here's the big idea. You will mail Jas and tell her that Jeff has been called off and will not be coming after her, but that instead, you've decided to go civil and bring Amy to the scene so the two can talk about this situation and contact you about any updates as far as what they should do, and please, let's handle it peacefully. I've got a plane heading to your place right now. Please, don't you dare go insane. I've told Mr. McMahon that a certain author on FanFiction.Net is writing stories that are offensive to Shannon and that one of his agents needs to accompany me, because I'm heading over to Shannon's house in order to solve anything. Don't worry, he doesn't know nearly as much as I do, so by the time Jas even tries anything silly, like telling about the old stalking plans, they'll all be long gone and ruled unbelievable. He'll probably think that the mail is just stuff that she typed down to frame you. If you think with sense, this can go along smoothly. I remember less than a year ago when I once tried to scare the hell out of a girl. And do you know what happened? I was suspended! And that's a school situation! So just imagine what happens to your ass! Anyway, I'm going to tell the agent to stay on the corporate plane as it heads for Minnesota, where Jas happens to have a school. As soon as he finds her, that's where Amy gets deployed. You can choose to come if you like, but if you do, so will I, and Shane and the Hardy Boyz are STAYING BEHIND. I'll talk to you more about this plan when I get there. I'll be there in two days. Get everybody, including Amy, in the same place right before I arrive. Lookin' forward to helpin' out. See ya. -Prime Time
Shannon thought about this guy. He did remember him, but wasn't entirely sure he could trust him. Wasn't he a fanfic writer, too? But he didn't write slash, so that was something. And Jeff was on the verge of trading in his cargo pants and wifebeater for a neon orange jumpsuit that so wouldn't go with his hair. Hey, what did he have to lose? Amy would help them once she knew what was going on and they didn't have a better plan. He pondered the possibilities for a while he leaned back in his chair then made his decision:
To: Prime Time
From: Mfer1
Subject: Re: I can help you
Hey Prime Time,
You think your plan will work? Well, I'm willing to give it a shot. Much obliged for the assistance. We'll be there when you get there.
Your new bud,
Shannon
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NOTE: Welcome aboard, Prime Time! And thanks for overlooking the slashy nature of my writing to join us in this unique writing adventure. Note to Ally, read your email for an explanation of what's coming next. Note to xtremediva, Cat Lea, Kaniland and HD: you're involvement is probably going to grow. That okay with you? Let me know. Reviews are MUCH appreciated! And suggested, as you can see, are always considered and often used.
Dear Jas, Hey, listen, don't sweat those guys, they ain't gonna hurt you. You have a little blonde, who's not even 6 feet tall, a guy who runs around looking like a green jelly bean thinking he's a superhero, a guy who's never hurt a fly in his life and who's cared about all of his fans (except me which I'm still pissed at him for just leaving me that 1 day without an autograph), and well, matt would be the only one who's a threat but what's he been doing this whole time, nothing but being Shane's bitch. You got nothing to worry about, and you know how I am when people hurt my friends, I won't let them touch you. And if Jeff left now it'd take him a while to find which school we're at, so don't worry. Besides, if Jeff starts getting anywhere near hear and doesn't stop, I got a good story idea that one of us could put up that they would all just love! And the closer he gets and doesn't go away, the more we'll just update it, and we'll stop it once he goes back home. Anywayz, ttul, gurl! I got a huge test to study for. It's on Friday so he better not show up here this week. I want my degree and I wanna pass, if he distracts me, it ain't gonna be much fun for him if i fail that test, lol. ttul, ~Ally~
Jas laughed, gratified to know that she had friends on her side. She hummed to herself as she put the finishing touches on chapter 29 of Shannon's current least favorite story then uploaded it to fanfiction.net. After, she checked her email again just to be sure she didn't have anything pressing, and frowned when she saw the note from Shannon:
To: JeffAndShannon
From: Mfer1
Subject: Why won't you listen to me?
Dear Jas,
I thought you were my fan. You said you were and asked me for my autograph, which I gave to you. Yet you still show me no respect when you keep uploading slash stories after I have asked you politely to stop. You even laugh in our faces when we get firm with you.
Now, I was raised to be polite and when someone asks me to stop doing something, I stop. I wouldn't think of doing something that I knew upset someone.
And Mr. McMahon ain't going to hear about this. Even if he does, he ain't going to believe you because you won't be able to trace these emails back to me. Anonymity and all, you know.
Jeff is most definitely in Minnesota by now, and he's a really bad mood after seeing your last chapter. He hates it when people portray me as some simpering little girl. Now, when he finds you, he's going to send for me. And then you and I are going to have a nice sit down chat. Or, we can have a public screaming match, if you want to. Don't fight me on this, baby. Just give in already.
Waiting for a real truce,
Shannon
Jas rolled her eyes and huffed while she tried to put her thoughts into words. Well, she wasn't giving in, that was for sure. Sighing, she hit 'reply' and started typing:
To: Mfer1
From: JeffAndShannon
Subject: Re: Why won't you listen to me?
Dear Shannon,
Giving in strikes a blow for slash fanfiction writers everywhere. You want me to stop doing something that really shouldn't have any affect on your life. I am one author in a pool of hundreds. How are MY stories the problem here?
And another thing, you're awfully conservative for a guy who has the word 'extinct' tattooed on the inside of his lower lip.
By the way, if Jeff didn't like chapter 28, he's going to hate the next one. Have a good time out there in the ring tonight and put my stories out of your head.
All the best,
Jas
************************************
Shannon stared at Jas' note in astonishment. She wasn't budging on the issue no matter how much he pressed it. And Jeff would probably read this new chapter before Shannon could get to him. Rubbing his temple, he opened up to the new chapter Jas described and read it carefully.
The sex scene was horrifying! He didn't mind that he was topping, but did he have to sound like such a virgin? God! He'd topped Jeff many a time in their long relationship. And how did she know all this stuff about what two guys are feeling when they make love? This was really disturbing to him. She was a fairly young girl who got jacked up on writing stories about two men. His phone rang and he mentally steeled himself for the conversation he was sure to have.
"Yes, baby, I saw it," he said after checking his caller ID and clicking it on.
"She . . . you . . .," Jeff sputtered on the other end of the connection.
"I just read it," Shannon assured him. "I know what I did and who I did it with."
"DAMN HER!"
"It's just a story," Shannon soothed, finding it ironic that he was put in the position of defending her to diffuse his lover. Amazing.
"But you topped another man!"
"It's FICTION," Shannon clarified. "I didn't do anything with another man. I love only YOU. Baby, you should come back."
"No way!"
"Jeff," Shannon whined, knowing he was playing the trump card he saved for emergency. "I'm so twisted over this. I need you here right now. You can chase her when I've calmed down."
Jeff was quiet for a moment and Shannon knew he was weighing his options. The younger Hardy wasn't easily manipulated and Shannon hated stooping to this level, but he had to keep Jeff out of trouble.
"I can meet up with you in a few days," Jeff offered.
"Nope, I need you back with me now, baby. I'm so upset, I've been missing spots again."
That did it. Jeff couldn't stand it when Shannon's career suffered.
"Okay," Jeff relented reluctantly. "I'll be on the next plane to you."
"Thanks, Jeff."
They talked for another couple of minutes before Jeff hung up to make arrangements to fly out. Shannon was about to log out of his email when it blinked letting him know he had another message. Curious, he clicked on it:
To: Mfer1
From: Prime Time
Subject: I can help you
Hey, Shannon. Remember me? It's Prime Time, the Insane Dareus host. How's life been, man? I've been hearing a little bit about everything that's going on. And, first of all, I'm telling you and the others to calm the hell down before you get arrested for being dumb ass maniacs. I suggest you let cooler heads prevail about this. I perfectly understand everything that's been going on here, and I don't really like slash fics much myself, but you need to calm your nerves. Rather than trying to stalk the hell out of Jas, I suggest you bring a feminine touch onto the scene to be able to reach her on a one-on- one civilized conversation basis. In other words, my friend, I suggest you put Amy up about this and ask her to help you settle this crap. At least she won't get pissed off and start making Bowser plans. Here's the big idea. You will mail Jas and tell her that Jeff has been called off and will not be coming after her, but that instead, you've decided to go civil and bring Amy to the scene so the two can talk about this situation and contact you about any updates as far as what they should do, and please, let's handle it peacefully. I've got a plane heading to your place right now. Please, don't you dare go insane. I've told Mr. McMahon that a certain author on FanFiction.Net is writing stories that are offensive to Shannon and that one of his agents needs to accompany me, because I'm heading over to Shannon's house in order to solve anything. Don't worry, he doesn't know nearly as much as I do, so by the time Jas even tries anything silly, like telling about the old stalking plans, they'll all be long gone and ruled unbelievable. He'll probably think that the mail is just stuff that she typed down to frame you. If you think with sense, this can go along smoothly. I remember less than a year ago when I once tried to scare the hell out of a girl. And do you know what happened? I was suspended! And that's a school situation! So just imagine what happens to your ass! Anyway, I'm going to tell the agent to stay on the corporate plane as it heads for Minnesota, where Jas happens to have a school. As soon as he finds her, that's where Amy gets deployed. You can choose to come if you like, but if you do, so will I, and Shane and the Hardy Boyz are STAYING BEHIND. I'll talk to you more about this plan when I get there. I'll be there in two days. Get everybody, including Amy, in the same place right before I arrive. Lookin' forward to helpin' out. See ya. -Prime Time
Shannon thought about this guy. He did remember him, but wasn't entirely sure he could trust him. Wasn't he a fanfic writer, too? But he didn't write slash, so that was something. And Jeff was on the verge of trading in his cargo pants and wifebeater for a neon orange jumpsuit that so wouldn't go with his hair. Hey, what did he have to lose? Amy would help them once she knew what was going on and they didn't have a better plan. He pondered the possibilities for a while he leaned back in his chair then made his decision:
To: Prime Time
From: Mfer1
Subject: Re: I can help you
Hey Prime Time,
You think your plan will work? Well, I'm willing to give it a shot. Much obliged for the assistance. We'll be there when you get there.
Your new bud,
Shannon
************************************
NOTE: Welcome aboard, Prime Time! And thanks for overlooking the slashy nature of my writing to join us in this unique writing adventure. Note to Ally, read your email for an explanation of what's coming next. Note to xtremediva, Cat Lea, Kaniland and HD: you're involvement is probably going to grow. That okay with you? Let me know. Reviews are MUCH appreciated! And suggested, as you can see, are always considered and often used.