A/N: And T-Boy, I didn't plan on quitting anytime soon. So don't worry. :) ;)
"What the hell is going on!" Trish yelled out as Triple H grabbed her and pulled her aside into his rental.
"Shh..Just shut up," He shot out looking around the parking lot for any signs of others. "Just shut up."
"Like hell I'll shut up! Tell me RIGHT NOW why I'm in this car..WITH YOU!"
"Because you just are. Now just stop yelling alright!"
"WHY DON'T YOU!" Trish shoots back.
Hunter sighed placing his head upon the steering wheel, groaning a little. "Leave it to me to always pick the crazy girls to deal with. First it was Chyna, then it was Stephanie..now it's her..." He mumbles.
"What did you say?" Trish asked turning to face Triple H.
"Nothing."
"Riight." Trish gives Hunter a glare before turning to face her car door grabbing the doorknob. "Whatever..."
She pulls on the knob once but gets no success in opening the door.
'Maybe it's just jammed' She thinks to herself immediately trying again but gets the same results as before.
'Oh-ho..I'm am already fed up with this shit.' Trish thinks to herself before turning to face Triple H smacking him hard across the chest. "Damn it!"
"OW. What the fuc-"
"LET ME OUT DAMN IT!"
"Why you damn Bi-"
"Just let me out," She cuts in. "I've heard of guys who were desperate, but not this desperate."
"Wha..What the hell are you talking about!"
"Look..Hunter. If you wanted a date or whatever all you had to do was ask...someone."
"What?"
"Well, isn't that what you pulled me aside for," Trish asked confused.
'The Game' lets out a little snort before answering back quickly. "Yeah right. Get over yourself," He finishes bursting out into laughter.
"You know what? Fuck you," Trish shoots back hitting Hunter in the arm trying the door for the third time that night. "Why are you such a..such a prick? "Trish asks immediately getting what sounded like a growl out of 'the Game'
"The same reason you're such a dumb ditz," He replies back earning himself a glare and almost a punch but at that moment Flair finally reaches the car and pulls open the door climbing into back.
"Oh..but of course. Why didn't I try the back?" Trish asks out loud to no one in particular but herself.
"About damn time Flair," H exclaims starting the car. "Where were you?"
"I had some business to take care of but now I'm here, "Flair answered back just as Trish jumps over the seat managing to get in the back and tries to get away opening the door only to have Flair grab her around her waist and pull her upright into her seat buckling her in.
"What in the hell is going on here," Trish yelled out as she tried to unbuckle herself from the seat only to have Flair grab her hands clasp them together and tie them up with rope.
"Now we can't be having you escape now Trish," Flair speaks out.
Trish starts to panic trying to move her hands out of Flair's grasp. "Oh my god...really..what's going on here," She asks with a bit of fear hinted in her voice.
"We need you for something," Triple H states simply with a little smirk, before reaching back and placing tape over her mouth.
'They're not...They're not going to try to...have their way...'
"And no it's not for sexual favors," 'The Game' replies as if reading Trish's thoughts. "Like I'd want that from you anyway," He finishes with a big smile.
Trish sighs a little but then immediately growls after realizing what Triple H had said at the very end of his sentence. 'I know he didn't just diss me' Trish thinks to herself.
"And we're off," H says as they pull out of the driveway with Trish grumbling along the way.
About thirty minutes later the trio finally reaches their destination for the night and Hunter speaks with a cocky smirk plastered all over his face.
"We're here," He yells out as he climbs out into the night stretching, turning to look at everyone inside the car.
Trish rolls her eyes and Flair steps out of the car.
"Um..Triple."
"What," The champion asks looking at Flair.
Flair looks around before finally dropping his gaze onto Triple H.
"Now you know how much I hate to be the one to ask stupid questions...but..where are we gonna keep little Trish Stratus here and how are we going to watch her the whole time," Flair asks pointing at Trish and Trish kicks out a little falling out of her seat onto the floor.
"Well..." Triple H starts looking at Trish, laughing at her clumsiness. "We could always get one of those special rooms."
"Special rooms?"
"Yeah. You know the rooms where they always have some other kind of room joined into it and only you can lock it from the inside or something," Hunter explains.
"Um...I think you've been watching to many movies," Flair laughs shaking his head as he reaches into the car to pull out Trish who in turn starts kicking at him again to get him away. "But we'll think of something."
Triple H nods and then heads for the trunk to get his stuff.
"This girl sure is a feisty one," Flair chuckles as he finally manages to hoist Trish over his shoulder with her still kicking a little.
Hunter spares a glance real quickly before asking," You need help?"
"Well, I think she's trying to make herself fall over or something."
'More like you' Trish thinks to herself.
'The Game' sighs and in one swoop of his arms has Trish over his shoulder in a second with his bag still intacked on the other.
"Lets go," He says as he walks toward the building. "And don't forget my other bag and...I guess...hers.." He says with a shrug.
'Oh this is gonna be a long night' Flair thinks to himself as he walks around to the back of the car.
"A long night..."