Disclaimer: I do not own any wrestler in the WWE, and since giving Brock
Lesner back to the WWE, I do not own him anymore either, but I do continue
to borrow him frequently. Especially from 9pm Friday night to 3am Monday
morning. But I do own however Maggie, Grayson, and Anna. And everything
else that is mentioned and not owned by huge conglomerates!
AN: hallo everybody! Sorry it took me so long to get this up, out of town most of the weekend and 5, count 'em, 5 Graduation parties. WHEW! I don't want a piece of cake till at least Saturday. And I had enough laundry to fold to keep a sweatshop in business for a year. Yeah I know I'm a victim. lol Ok without further ado.
*** One Month Later***
Whoever said moving was a piece of cake, I'd like to give them a good hit in the head. And then tell them to go unpack our boxes, cuz I sure as hell don't want to! Grayson and I made the move out east fairly well, although most of our stuff got to take the scenic route. The boxes went to Missouri, Tennessee, back to Minnesota, Florida, and then finally made it up to Connecticut, just in time for us to grab what we need before we hit the road. Anna is in Minnesota holding down the fort, enjoying what she calls her retirement. Rick fired everyone at the agency he didn't like and hired all new. He has an interesting business philosophy of "less management" i.e. more time for him on the golf course, and he has also been booking a lot of cruises. Mainly for himself. Brock and I have gotten a lot closer, and are officially dating. And Grayson. Well he is the most adorable 5 year old ever, although my opinion may be biased.
I met Vince McMahon the day after getting to Connecticut, and he was even more excited then I was for me to start this job. He gave me a kickin' corner office and an assistant, Jen, who to put it mildly is more organized and dedicated then Rick could or would ever be. The job was easier then I thought, and I was able to jump right in and hit the ground running. There was only one screw up involving The Big Show and his rental car, which turned out to be a Geo Metro. I still firmly believe that it was Enterprise screwing up, and not me. Luckily The Show has a sense of humor and didn't maim anybody at the store. He still gives me hell about it, and always asks me to book him a go-cart.
Things have never been better in my life, and I never thought things could be so good. I'm starting to wonder when the bomb will drop and send everything spinning downward.
Brock has been gone for a couple of weeks traveling, and right now Gray and I are scrambling around, digging through boxes trying to pack in time for our flight which leaves at 6am. I don't even think God is up that early.
"Yo, Gray," I called, "Where ya at man?"
"In the living room," came a muffled reply, "Come and find me!"
Please tell me he isn't in a box again I thought walking through the house to the living room. That kid spends more time in boxes then junk in a free box at a garage sale. No Grayson in site. "Graaaayyysonnn. where are youuu?" I called, "If I find you I'm gonna tickle you"
Muffled giggles came from two boxes away and with a mighty "ROAR!" Grayson came flying out of the box wearing his Hurri Mask and Cape in a shower of foam packing peanuts.
"Ahh!" I yelled and fell on the couch in fake shock, "Don't do that to an old woman!"
Gray came running over, "Did I scare you mom?"
"Yes you did!" I said as I grabbed him and tickled his ribs, "I see you found your mask and cape."
Through the giggles he shrieked, "yeeahh can I bring it with?"
"Sure ya can," and I stopped tickling his ribs, "So what do you want to do on our last night here? How about if you take a bath and go to bed early?"
"Moooom." Gray groaned
"Ok then how about if we order a pizza, watch a Veggie Tales movie, and then take a bath and go to bed early."
"Only if we get cheese and no sauce."
No sauce? Who is this kid? And where did he learn how to negotiate? I like to pick my own battles, "ok that works for me, would you please pick up the peanuts while I go order it?"
"Otay" and he scatted, picking up the peanuts that flew everywhere.
"Cheese no sauce," I muttered flipping through the yellow pages, "Hello, Pizza Hut I think aliens have abducted my kid" It became obvious that Brock ordered a lot of pizza, the yellow pages were dog eared and scribbled on, and only on the pages for pizza delivery. "Yes hello, my name is Nancy Drew, girl detective." I took the most marked up and starred number as a good sign and called them up,
"Junior's Pizza and Bait Shop" the girl on the phone said.
Bait Shop? Well I guess the anchovies would be fresh, "yeah I need a medium pizza cheese, no sauce"
"Sure address?"
I gave them Brocks address, and she said, "Are you sure you want just a medium? Usually he orders a jumbo and a medium."
Laughing I said, "yeah he's not here so the medium will be just fine."
"All right 30 minutes" and then she hung up
"Yo Gray, pizza will be here soon, you find a movie yet?" I asked walking to the living room and noticed he was looking at something, "What did you find there, kid?"
"This," he said showing me a picture of Brock and me in college. Brock had his arms around me, picking me off the ground.
"Wow I haven't seen that for awhile, what box did that come out of?"
"Here," and Gray pulled out a photo album that had seen better days, and at on the couch next to me, "Can I look at it?"
"Sure" and we started flipping through it; soon we came to a family picture of me, mom and dad, Gray and my sister at the park when Grayson was just barely one. "Hey, do you know who that is?" I asked pointing to my sister
"That's momma," Gray said smiling and then pointed at everyone else, "and grandma and grandma, me, and YOU!"
I hugged him tightly, "What a smart kid you are"
He flipped through page after page, and finally came to a picture of Brock and me all dressed up at a dance in college. Brock was in a tuxedo and I was in a silver dress, both of us making faces at the camera.
Grayson stared at it for a while, you could almost see the thought process in his head, "Mom are you and Uncle Brock going to get married?"
Whoa loaded question out of the blue. Warning! Warning! Will Robinson Warning! Stall. Stall for time, "Why do you ask that?"
"Anna said you should."
"Oh she did, did she?"
"Uh huh"
"Well Gray, I can't ummm.answer that question right now. But when I can you'll be the first to know, Ok?"
"Ok" he said scrambling off my lap, "Let's watch the movie"
Thank heaven for 5 year olds with short attention spans. "OK go pick it out," I said as the doorbell rang, "I'll get the pizza"
I ran downstairs and opened the door, greeted by a delivery guy with a large fish on his hat and a medium pizza in his hand.
"Here ya go," he said handing it off to me
Thanks," and gave him the money, "Say I have a question. do you actually sell bait?"
The guy laughed, "No not really. It was a bet. Whoever lost had to add 'and Bait Shop' to the end of their business name."
"So who won?"
"Sparky's Bowl O'Ramma over on 4th Street. Have a good night!" he called running down the driveway.
Walking up the stairs I could hear Gray already singing the theme song from Veggie Tales, "Here ya go kiddo, say, why didn't you want sauce?"
"Mom!" he said looking at me as if I should know better, "It's made of tomatoes. Those could be Bob's family!"
Bob's Family. What? Oh wait. Bob the Tomato on Veggie Tales. "Oh right, well we wouldn't want that to happen." Like I've said before, the mind of a 5 year old works in mysterious ways. Sitting down I grabbed a piece of pizza and settled on the couch.
Halfway through, the phone rang in the kitchen, and I ran to get it "Hello?" I said out of breath. Geez, I need to get in shape
"Hey Baby How you doin?" Brocks voice came over the line
"Hey Brock," I panted, "Hang on I gotta catch my breath"
"You know, I think I like you breathless, kind of a turn on"
"In your dreams wrestler man, so what's up? You miss me?"
"Well there have been times I've missed you."
"Only times? Like when?"
"Oh you know, like when there's a spot that I can't reach to scratch, and right now I really miss you. I'm all out of clean socks." You could hear the laughter in his voice.
"You are such a pig. Wash your own damm socks." I said laughing, "Well Gray and I are pretty much all ready to go, so we'll meet you when we land?"
"Yeah and then we can go to the arena and I'll show you around. You can meet everyone finally."
"Yeah I'm excited."
"No you're not. You sound scared shitless." Brock got quieter, "You sure you're going to be ok with traveling?"
"Yeah, I'm just nervous I guess. I mean what happens if Grayson starts running around terrorizing everyone?"
"Eh, you know that wont happen. He's a good kid. People are looking forward to meeting you. I've talked about you and Gray enough, they should be. So what time does your flight arrive?"
"Ummm. let me think we should be landing about 9 am"
"So you ok? You seem really tired tonight."
"Yeah I'm ok hon, I just feel kind of run down. Don't worry about me. I just need a good nights sleep."
Grayson came running in, and attached himself onto my leg "My movies done, can I watch another? Can I have a cookie? Is that Uncle Brock?" he fired off in rapid succession
"No, No and Yes it is. You want to talk to him?" I asked handing off the phone
"Hey Uncle Brock!" and Gray started in with excited chatter
I walked into the living room and grabbed a piece of now cold pizza, minus the sauce. Hmm not half bad actually. Picking up Gray's dirty plate I stopped and looked at the picture of us as a family before everything went to hell in a hand basket. Tears started to well up in my eyes. We were so happy then.
"Mom! Uncle Brock wants to talk to you!" Gray called from the kitchen. I wiped my tears away with the back of my hand and walked quickly to the phone, "Gray you want to go find a couple of bath toys? When I'm done we'll get you clean"
"Otay" and he scampered off to the bathroom
"Hey baby what's up? I asked placing the phone to my ear
"Aw you're not breathless this time. That's strangely disappointing"
"You geek"
"Yeah well I just wanted to tell you good night and I'll see you in the morning."
"Same to you. Love you"
"Love you too. Go get some sleep" and we hung up.
I wandered down the hall, and found Grayson happily throwing toys into the tub.
"You know kid, you will have to take your mask off for your bath."
"Promise not to tell who I am?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die" I said seriously, crossing my heart. He seemed satisfied with my answer, took the mask off and climbed in. I sat down on the floor and wearily rested my head against the counter "Now remember to wash behind your ears"
"Yeah Mom I know." He grabbed a washcloth and started scrubbing.
I closed my eyes, and I must have fallen asleep, cuz the next thing I knew Grayson was climbing out of the tub and flinging water everywhere.
"Hey whatcha doin that for?"
"I'm a dog." Gray said
Laughing I said, "Well come here then and lets get you a towel. You wanna pick out a story to read?"
"Yeah!" and a naked kid ran off dragging his towel behind him.
"Well", I thought looking into the mirror. "Tomorrow is another day, so don't screw it up Danials!"
AN: hallo everybody! Sorry it took me so long to get this up, out of town most of the weekend and 5, count 'em, 5 Graduation parties. WHEW! I don't want a piece of cake till at least Saturday. And I had enough laundry to fold to keep a sweatshop in business for a year. Yeah I know I'm a victim. lol Ok without further ado.
*** One Month Later***
Whoever said moving was a piece of cake, I'd like to give them a good hit in the head. And then tell them to go unpack our boxes, cuz I sure as hell don't want to! Grayson and I made the move out east fairly well, although most of our stuff got to take the scenic route. The boxes went to Missouri, Tennessee, back to Minnesota, Florida, and then finally made it up to Connecticut, just in time for us to grab what we need before we hit the road. Anna is in Minnesota holding down the fort, enjoying what she calls her retirement. Rick fired everyone at the agency he didn't like and hired all new. He has an interesting business philosophy of "less management" i.e. more time for him on the golf course, and he has also been booking a lot of cruises. Mainly for himself. Brock and I have gotten a lot closer, and are officially dating. And Grayson. Well he is the most adorable 5 year old ever, although my opinion may be biased.
I met Vince McMahon the day after getting to Connecticut, and he was even more excited then I was for me to start this job. He gave me a kickin' corner office and an assistant, Jen, who to put it mildly is more organized and dedicated then Rick could or would ever be. The job was easier then I thought, and I was able to jump right in and hit the ground running. There was only one screw up involving The Big Show and his rental car, which turned out to be a Geo Metro. I still firmly believe that it was Enterprise screwing up, and not me. Luckily The Show has a sense of humor and didn't maim anybody at the store. He still gives me hell about it, and always asks me to book him a go-cart.
Things have never been better in my life, and I never thought things could be so good. I'm starting to wonder when the bomb will drop and send everything spinning downward.
Brock has been gone for a couple of weeks traveling, and right now Gray and I are scrambling around, digging through boxes trying to pack in time for our flight which leaves at 6am. I don't even think God is up that early.
"Yo, Gray," I called, "Where ya at man?"
"In the living room," came a muffled reply, "Come and find me!"
Please tell me he isn't in a box again I thought walking through the house to the living room. That kid spends more time in boxes then junk in a free box at a garage sale. No Grayson in site. "Graaaayyysonnn. where are youuu?" I called, "If I find you I'm gonna tickle you"
Muffled giggles came from two boxes away and with a mighty "ROAR!" Grayson came flying out of the box wearing his Hurri Mask and Cape in a shower of foam packing peanuts.
"Ahh!" I yelled and fell on the couch in fake shock, "Don't do that to an old woman!"
Gray came running over, "Did I scare you mom?"
"Yes you did!" I said as I grabbed him and tickled his ribs, "I see you found your mask and cape."
Through the giggles he shrieked, "yeeahh can I bring it with?"
"Sure ya can," and I stopped tickling his ribs, "So what do you want to do on our last night here? How about if you take a bath and go to bed early?"
"Moooom." Gray groaned
"Ok then how about if we order a pizza, watch a Veggie Tales movie, and then take a bath and go to bed early."
"Only if we get cheese and no sauce."
No sauce? Who is this kid? And where did he learn how to negotiate? I like to pick my own battles, "ok that works for me, would you please pick up the peanuts while I go order it?"
"Otay" and he scatted, picking up the peanuts that flew everywhere.
"Cheese no sauce," I muttered flipping through the yellow pages, "Hello, Pizza Hut I think aliens have abducted my kid" It became obvious that Brock ordered a lot of pizza, the yellow pages were dog eared and scribbled on, and only on the pages for pizza delivery. "Yes hello, my name is Nancy Drew, girl detective." I took the most marked up and starred number as a good sign and called them up,
"Junior's Pizza and Bait Shop" the girl on the phone said.
Bait Shop? Well I guess the anchovies would be fresh, "yeah I need a medium pizza cheese, no sauce"
"Sure address?"
I gave them Brocks address, and she said, "Are you sure you want just a medium? Usually he orders a jumbo and a medium."
Laughing I said, "yeah he's not here so the medium will be just fine."
"All right 30 minutes" and then she hung up
"Yo Gray, pizza will be here soon, you find a movie yet?" I asked walking to the living room and noticed he was looking at something, "What did you find there, kid?"
"This," he said showing me a picture of Brock and me in college. Brock had his arms around me, picking me off the ground.
"Wow I haven't seen that for awhile, what box did that come out of?"
"Here," and Gray pulled out a photo album that had seen better days, and at on the couch next to me, "Can I look at it?"
"Sure" and we started flipping through it; soon we came to a family picture of me, mom and dad, Gray and my sister at the park when Grayson was just barely one. "Hey, do you know who that is?" I asked pointing to my sister
"That's momma," Gray said smiling and then pointed at everyone else, "and grandma and grandma, me, and YOU!"
I hugged him tightly, "What a smart kid you are"
He flipped through page after page, and finally came to a picture of Brock and me all dressed up at a dance in college. Brock was in a tuxedo and I was in a silver dress, both of us making faces at the camera.
Grayson stared at it for a while, you could almost see the thought process in his head, "Mom are you and Uncle Brock going to get married?"
Whoa loaded question out of the blue. Warning! Warning! Will Robinson Warning! Stall. Stall for time, "Why do you ask that?"
"Anna said you should."
"Oh she did, did she?"
"Uh huh"
"Well Gray, I can't ummm.answer that question right now. But when I can you'll be the first to know, Ok?"
"Ok" he said scrambling off my lap, "Let's watch the movie"
Thank heaven for 5 year olds with short attention spans. "OK go pick it out," I said as the doorbell rang, "I'll get the pizza"
I ran downstairs and opened the door, greeted by a delivery guy with a large fish on his hat and a medium pizza in his hand.
"Here ya go," he said handing it off to me
Thanks," and gave him the money, "Say I have a question. do you actually sell bait?"
The guy laughed, "No not really. It was a bet. Whoever lost had to add 'and Bait Shop' to the end of their business name."
"So who won?"
"Sparky's Bowl O'Ramma over on 4th Street. Have a good night!" he called running down the driveway.
Walking up the stairs I could hear Gray already singing the theme song from Veggie Tales, "Here ya go kiddo, say, why didn't you want sauce?"
"Mom!" he said looking at me as if I should know better, "It's made of tomatoes. Those could be Bob's family!"
Bob's Family. What? Oh wait. Bob the Tomato on Veggie Tales. "Oh right, well we wouldn't want that to happen." Like I've said before, the mind of a 5 year old works in mysterious ways. Sitting down I grabbed a piece of pizza and settled on the couch.
Halfway through, the phone rang in the kitchen, and I ran to get it "Hello?" I said out of breath. Geez, I need to get in shape
"Hey Baby How you doin?" Brocks voice came over the line
"Hey Brock," I panted, "Hang on I gotta catch my breath"
"You know, I think I like you breathless, kind of a turn on"
"In your dreams wrestler man, so what's up? You miss me?"
"Well there have been times I've missed you."
"Only times? Like when?"
"Oh you know, like when there's a spot that I can't reach to scratch, and right now I really miss you. I'm all out of clean socks." You could hear the laughter in his voice.
"You are such a pig. Wash your own damm socks." I said laughing, "Well Gray and I are pretty much all ready to go, so we'll meet you when we land?"
"Yeah and then we can go to the arena and I'll show you around. You can meet everyone finally."
"Yeah I'm excited."
"No you're not. You sound scared shitless." Brock got quieter, "You sure you're going to be ok with traveling?"
"Yeah, I'm just nervous I guess. I mean what happens if Grayson starts running around terrorizing everyone?"
"Eh, you know that wont happen. He's a good kid. People are looking forward to meeting you. I've talked about you and Gray enough, they should be. So what time does your flight arrive?"
"Ummm. let me think we should be landing about 9 am"
"So you ok? You seem really tired tonight."
"Yeah I'm ok hon, I just feel kind of run down. Don't worry about me. I just need a good nights sleep."
Grayson came running in, and attached himself onto my leg "My movies done, can I watch another? Can I have a cookie? Is that Uncle Brock?" he fired off in rapid succession
"No, No and Yes it is. You want to talk to him?" I asked handing off the phone
"Hey Uncle Brock!" and Gray started in with excited chatter
I walked into the living room and grabbed a piece of now cold pizza, minus the sauce. Hmm not half bad actually. Picking up Gray's dirty plate I stopped and looked at the picture of us as a family before everything went to hell in a hand basket. Tears started to well up in my eyes. We were so happy then.
"Mom! Uncle Brock wants to talk to you!" Gray called from the kitchen. I wiped my tears away with the back of my hand and walked quickly to the phone, "Gray you want to go find a couple of bath toys? When I'm done we'll get you clean"
"Otay" and he scampered off to the bathroom
"Hey baby what's up? I asked placing the phone to my ear
"Aw you're not breathless this time. That's strangely disappointing"
"You geek"
"Yeah well I just wanted to tell you good night and I'll see you in the morning."
"Same to you. Love you"
"Love you too. Go get some sleep" and we hung up.
I wandered down the hall, and found Grayson happily throwing toys into the tub.
"You know kid, you will have to take your mask off for your bath."
"Promise not to tell who I am?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die" I said seriously, crossing my heart. He seemed satisfied with my answer, took the mask off and climbed in. I sat down on the floor and wearily rested my head against the counter "Now remember to wash behind your ears"
"Yeah Mom I know." He grabbed a washcloth and started scrubbing.
I closed my eyes, and I must have fallen asleep, cuz the next thing I knew Grayson was climbing out of the tub and flinging water everywhere.
"Hey whatcha doin that for?"
"I'm a dog." Gray said
Laughing I said, "Well come here then and lets get you a towel. You wanna pick out a story to read?"
"Yeah!" and a naked kid ran off dragging his towel behind him.
"Well", I thought looking into the mirror. "Tomorrow is another day, so don't screw it up Danials!"