A/N: Hello. This is my first fic for wrestling. I hope you all enjoy.

This is basically about the WWE Superstars discovering a fun thing to do while the show's producers have no storyline. That fun thing is playing with a PlayStation2 game called Smackdown! Vs. Raw. I was inspired by my brothers, who play the game 24/7.

Genre: Humor/Parody. I've got a weird sense of humor. Don't kill or flame me if you don't find it funny. It's the first chapter! It'll get funnier! I think…

Rating: T, simply because I've got a weird sense of humor.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. PlayStation and PlayStation2 is Sony Entertainment's. Got it?

Reviews are appreciated.

A new chapter comes when reviews do. 

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Chapter One – I'm Bored

Eddie Guerrero and Rey Mysterio were seated on the floor of the living room of the hotel suite all the WWE superstars, from both Raw and Smackdown, male and female, were sharing (don't ask me how they all fit in one suite. Let's just say they did). What they were doing in a suite? Well, no one could come up with a new storyline, so they decided to torture the wrestling fans at home with a couch potato's greatest fear.

Re-runs.

Yes, that's right. Re-runs.

Oh and those fans that watch live? They tortured them with their greatest fear.

No live shows.

That's right. No live shows.

Don't ask me how they continued to keep on selling. It's hard to believe, but the idiotic fans continued to watch day and night, night and day, in their houses, in front of their television sets. They continued to worship their altars shaped like wrestlers made of chewed up bubblegum…

Er, I guess that's a different story. Back to the one I was writing…

It had been a couple of weeks since anybody came up with a decent storyline. Anyway, Rey and Eddie were seated on the floor, bored out of their wits.

"I'm bored," said Rey.

"Me too," said Eddie.

5 Seconds Later…

"I'm bored."

"I know, Rey-rey, I know."

Another 5 Seconds Later

"Eddie, I'm bored."

"I KNOW REY! I know. I know you're bored. I'm bored too! But what can we do? The idiots who run the stupid show didn't come up with any storylines for the past," he looked at his watch, checking the date, "two weeks. Two weeks ese! Can you imagine that, Rey-rey, two weeks with NO STORYLINES!"

"I know Eddie. I don't why we haven't gone out of business yet…"

"Don't jinx it holmes! Don't jinx it!"

"Okay. I'll keep quiet now."

10 Seconds Later

"Eddie?"

"Yes, Rey?"

"I'm bored."

Eddie stood up and left.

"Don't leave me Eddie! Don't leave me like when you left me to get beaten up by Nitro and Mercury when we still had a storyline!"

Eddie looked at him strangely. "I'm not leaving you, Rey-rey. I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh."

Eddie left for the bathroom. Just then, Torrie Wilson entered the room and sat next to Rey. Unlike normal days when they STILL HAD A STORYLINE, Torrie was dressed normally; she wore an oversized faded pink sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. On her feet were cute toe socks (a/n: sorry. I could'nt resist. I LOVE toe socks.).

"Hi Rey."

"Hey Torrie."

"I'm bored."

"So am I."

5 Seconds Later

"Rey-rey?"

"Yes, Torrie?"

"I'm bored."

"Yep. I'm bored too."

5 Seconds Later

"Torrie?"

"Let me guess, Rey. You're bored. I am too."

"Nah. I was just wondering what's taking Eddie so long."

As if on cue, Eddie came out of the bathroom and flopped down next to Torrie.

"Hi Torrie."

"Hey Eddie."

"I guess you're bored too."

"Yep."

"If only there was something we could do until someone comes up with a storyline…" said Rey.

"Wanna go swimming?" suggested Torrie.

"Nah. We tried that a couple of days ago. We were bombarded with fans. That's why we're all stuck here ese," said Eddie.

"I think even the Room Service people are trying to sneak up on us," said Rey.

"More like, sneak up on you, Torrie, and the other divas," Eddie said, half-teasing, half-weary.

Just then, John Cena, Chris Jericho and Trish Stratus entered the room. John sat on the floor, right next to Eddie, Rey and Torrie, while Y2J and Trish plopped down on a couch.

"Hey guys," said Chris, quite unenthusiastically.

"Lemme guess," said Eddie. "The three of you are all bored."

"Gee, Captain Obvious, you reckon?" said Trish; she was becoming very cantankerous due to boredom. Everyone was used to it, though.

Just then, Christy Hemme entered the room.

"Hey all!" said she, all cheerful, like.

"Must you be so cheerful?" groaned the ever-so-cranky Trish.

"I dunno. Anyway," said the 2004 Diva-of-the-Year, "I think Kurt has a solution to our boredom."

"Kurt Angle? Since when do you hang out with Kurt Angle?" asked John.

"I guess when you're bored you don't have much of a choice," said Torrie darkly. They all laughed.

"Anyway," continued Christy, "Kurt bought a PlayStation2 at the store just a while ago."

"A PS2? Why didn't he buy an X-Box instead?"

"Or a Gamecube?"

"I dunno. But he bought a game called Smackdown! Vs. Raw."

Murmurs of excitement were heard throughout the room. Just then, Kurt Angle entered the room, carrying a PlayStation2 and a box of games (don't ask me how he managed to carry all that. He just did).

"I GOT DIBS!" yelled both Eddie and Rey.

"Wait," said Kurt. "We have to set this thing up."

Silence.

"Does, uh, anyone know how?"

More silence.

1 Hour Later, in which Everyone Tries to Set the PS2 Up

"Damn!" said Chris, who was the one who got to set the PS2 up, or so they thought.

"What's wrong?" asked Christy.

"We… don't… have… an… adaptor…" said Chris, quite frustrated.

"An adaptor?" asked Torrie.

"Y'know," said Chris, "those plug thingies that make these kinds of plugs," he showed her the PS2 plug, "fit into these kinds of sockets," he pointed at the socket. He muttered something about dumb blondes under his breath, but stopped when hed realized that he also had blonde hair.

"Oh," was all Torrie said.

"So where do we get the thingamajig?" asked Rey, who was excited to play with the game.

"Isn't there supposed to be one in the box?" asked Kurt, who was getting annoyed; he wanted to play with the PlayStation2 so badly it made him want to pull his hair out… if he had any, that is.

5 Minutes Later, in which They All Try to Look for an Adaptor

"There's no adaptor!" yelled Eddie; as always, his temper was getting the best of him.

"Why don't we just go to the store and buy one?" asked Torrie.

Long silence, in which they all realize that that was a rational thing to do.

"Why didn't I think of that?" said Trish.

"I dunno. C'mon, let's go buy an adaptor!" said Chris, like some sort of a battle cry.

2 Hours Later, in which the WWE Superstars Attempt to Buy an Adaptor, But Get Bombarded by Groupies

"We finally got one," said John, panting. They were chased by groupies wherever they went. Luckily, there was a store somewhere in town that was run by seniors (and only seniors shopped there as well) and there happened to be adaptors on sale.

A Few Minutes, in which the Superstars Try to Catch Their Breath…

"So… who goes first?" asked Kurt.

"WE GOT DIBS!" said Eddie and Rey.