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"Here I am..all alone..."
"Randy shut up!" Lita snapped at Randy from her cot in the cell.
Yes a cell.
Lita and Randy were currently in lock up at the local police station, after being caught trespassing on private property. Caught trespassing due to one of Jeff's crazy ideas.
And neither one of them were in a good mood for it.
It had started simply enough. All five of them were sitting around the pool having a great time,
enjoying the water before they started Jeff's crazy ass game.
Randy hadn't even entered the water, he was watching the scene in the water with interest in the almost pitch black indoor pool area.
Batista had Stacy on his shoulders, Lita had Jeff on her shoulders. Jeff and Stacy were going at it playing a friendly game of chicken.
Maybe not friendly exactly it. It was all out war.
Stacy was throwing punches for god sakes! She was scary when she was competitive.
Randy was smiling, enjoying himself. Throwing in a few comments or two. The original reason for being hear forgotten. All there troubles behind them at the moment.
"Come on Jeff, look like a man!" He remembered vaguely yelling as Jeff fell from Lita's shoulders.
"I can take you!" He yelled before he dissapeared under the black chlorine filled water.
Batista actually laughed, enjoying it. Randy had never seem him enjoy himself in such a manner before.
Stacy and Lita's laughs were electrifyng, of enjoyment and being truly happy. Maybe leaving Evolution was worth it.
This was his moment.
The moment were he would no longer look back and look forward.
He moved forward to join them when he heard it.
The slam of a door, and peoples voices.
"Guys!" He yelled.
Jeff was battling Stacy again and looked like he was going to loose..AGAIN.
"GUYS!"
They heard him this time, stopping too look up at him.
But as they spotted him, so did the hotel sercurity.
A flash light closed up on his face, and he turned in horror toward the guard.
"Randy!" Stacy yelled, as Batista grabbed her, pulling her out of the pool and toward the exit.
"Randy!" She yelled again, panic in her eyes as she dissapeared through the alternative exit,
Batista pulling her along to safety.
Jeff tugged Lita along, his total focus on getting his bestfriend out of there.
But Lita placed her hand gently on Jeff's hand, assuring him it was ok. The younger Hardy took to the exit alone.
Randy was her responsibility, whether she liked it or not and she had to make sure he didn't get into trouble.
Slowly, the red head moved slowly toward the sercurity guard who was busy talking to his partner.
"Call the police, we trespassers."
"That won't be necessary." Lita interupted, moving toward them. "This is only a misunderstanding."
The sercurity guard looked from his partner, towards her.
"Excuse me."
"It's all a misunderstanding. We were trying to-" Lita paused trying to come up with a decent enough excuse. "Our friends, out of here. As you can see, Randy was never in the pool." Lita responded,
pointing to Randy's dry cloths.
Dry trunks that is.
The sercurity guard looked from his choice of clothing to Lita. "In his bathing suit?"
"No!" Lita responded, saying it a little to loud and with a little to much panic. "It's his pajamas."
Lita said, pointing toward his swimming trunks. "Right? Night shorts." Randy looked from Lita, confused to the sercurity guard, nodding enthusiastically. "Yeah."
"OK, so he's dry." The sercurity guard responded, reaching forward, grabbing Lita's arm.
"You're not."
The guard looked to his partner.
"See if they have room for two."
And so begins the tale.
"Here I am..all alone..."
"Randy shut up!" Lita snapped at Randy from her cot in the cell.
Yes a cell.
Lita and Randy were currently in lock up at the local police station, after being caught trespassing on private property. Caught trespassing due to one of Jeff's crazy ideas.
And neither one of them were in a good mood for it.
It had started simply enough. All five of them were sitting around the pool having a great time,
enjoying the water before they started Jeff's crazy ass game.
Randy hadn't even entered the water, he was watching the scene in the water with interest in the almost pitch black indoor pool area.
Batista had Stacy on his shoulders, Lita had Jeff on her shoulders. Jeff and Stacy were going at it playing a friendly game of chicken.
Maybe not friendly exactly it. It was all out war.
Stacy was throwing punches for god sakes! She was scary when she was competitive.
Randy was smiling, enjoying himself. Throwing in a few comments or two. The original reason for being hear forgotten. All there troubles behind them at the moment.
"Come on Jeff, look like a man!" He remembered vaguely yelling as Jeff fell from Lita's shoulders.
"I can take you!" He yelled before he dissapeared under the black chlorine filled water.
Batista actually laughed, enjoying it. Randy had never seem him enjoy himself in such a manner before.
Stacy and Lita's laughs were electrifyng, of enjoyment and being truly happy. Maybe leaving Evolution was worth it.
This was his moment.
The moment were he would no longer look back and look forward.
He moved forward to join them when he heard it.
The slam of a door, and peoples voices.
"Guys!" He yelled.
Jeff was battling Stacy again and looked like he was going to loose..AGAIN.
"GUYS!"
They heard him this time, stopping too look up at him.
But as they spotted him, so did the hotel sercurity.
A flash light closed up on his face, and he turned in horror toward the guard.
"Randy!" Stacy yelled, as Batista grabbed her, pulling her out of the pool and toward the exit.
"Randy!" She yelled again, panic in her eyes as she dissapeared through the alternative exit,
Batista pulling her along to safety.
Jeff tugged Lita along, his total focus on getting his bestfriend out of there.
But Lita placed her hand gently on Jeff's hand, assuring him it was ok. The younger Hardy took to the exit alone.
Randy was her responsibility, whether she liked it or not and she had to make sure he didn't get into trouble.
Slowly, the red head moved slowly toward the sercurity guard who was busy talking to his partner.
"Call the police, we trespassers."
"That won't be necessary." Lita interupted, moving toward them. "This is only a misunderstanding."
The sercurity guard looked from his partner, towards her.
"Excuse me."
"It's all a misunderstanding. We were trying to-" Lita paused trying to come up with a decent enough excuse. "Our friends, out of here. As you can see, Randy was never in the pool." Lita responded,
pointing to Randy's dry cloths.
Dry trunks that is.
The sercurity guard looked from his choice of clothing to Lita. "In his bathing suit?"
"No!" Lita responded, saying it a little to loud and with a little to much panic. "It's his pajamas."
Lita said, pointing toward his swimming trunks. "Right? Night shorts." Randy looked from Lita, confused to the sercurity guard, nodding enthusiastically. "Yeah."
"OK, so he's dry." The sercurity guard responded, reaching forward, grabbing Lita's arm.
"You're not."
The guard looked to his partner.
"See if they have room for two."
And so begins the tale.