Sorry for the late update, guys!!! School's been really eating up my time... I've got cheer practices, three tests, three written projects, and one report to do. Anyway, let's do a little fast forward... Randy's not the champion anymore. Triple H is... On with the sorry...
Chapter 3: Blackmail
Randy was cornered to the wall by Dave with Amy standing behind her boyfriend. "What's wrong, guys?" Randy asked his two friends as he looked at the two with confusion. It was about twenty minutes till Raw and he had a promo to do.
"Listen, man." Dave said, his voice filled with seriousness. "Amy talked to me about something and we need your help man."
Randy looked at the two of them. "Okay..." he said slowly. "What do you need?"
Amy cleared her throat as she took a step beside Dave. "Stacy's pregnant." She told him.
Randy was still looking at her. "And?" he asked her.
"We need you to pretend to be the father in front of her parents." She said as she looked at Randy for any reaction.
Randy looked at her with wide eyes as he started shaking his head. "No way." He told her as he backed away from Dave and Amy. "Why won't Andrew do it? I presume he's the father."
Amy nodded her head. "Yup. He's the father alright." She told him. "And that asshole went hiding. Come on, Randy, its only pretend." She reasoned out.
"No way." He said. "Stacy's a big girl. She can handle herself without her parents." He said. "I'm sure she's saved up enough money and her parents could forgive her in about ten years from now."
Amy rolled her eyes to him as Dave looked on. "She can't do that." She let him know. "She loves her parents so much. She can't handle it when they're mad at her."
"I'm sorry, Ame." He apologized as he started turning his back at her and heading for the door. "There are a lot of other superstars that could do that."
Amy sighed loudly. "I guess the three of us wouldn't want to let Mr. McMahon to get mad at you at that little stunt you played." She said dramatically.
Randy stopped in his tracks as he turned to look at her with an arched eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" he asked her.
Amy placed her hand on Dave's shoulder as the two of them exchanged smirks. "Oh, I don't know. It kind of involves you, Chris Jericho, Mr. McMahon and one of his parties, and a big pail of colored water."
Randy looked at Dave. "You told her?!" he asked him incredulously.
Dave shook his head. "No, I didn't." he said as he shook his head.
"Chris told me when he had a little too much to drink." Amy told the Legend Killer.
"This is blackmail!" Randy exclaimed as he looked at Amy.
Amy smirked at him. "So?"
Randy shook his head, defeated. "Fine." He said resignedly. "You win." He told her.
Amy beamed. "Thanks, Randy!" she exclaimed as she came over and hugged him. "I've got to go tell Stacy and Trish. Bye, guys!" she waved goodbye to the two and went out the locker room.
Randy sat down on a chair and let out his breath. "I cannot believe I just agreed to do something like that." He told Dave. "Your girl is evil."
Dave nodded in agreement. "She can be a little persuasive at times." He replied. "But look at the bright side." He told his friend. "Stacy's the newly crowned 2004 Babe of the Year! You can handle her and I recall that someone had a little crush on her before." He recalled.
Randy rolled his eyes at him. "She's pregnant, remember?" he asked Dave.
Dave nodded. "Yeah, that mean's you can have enough time to get to know her better!" he told him.
"Whatever." Randy replied as he started to get up for the beginning of Monday Night Raw.
"Good luck, man." Dave said as Randy went out the door.
I know it's a bad ending for this chapter but I've got to go somewhere right now... Don't forget to drop me a review guys! Mwah!