NOTE: Yay!!! You guys didn't want to kill me for taking years to post!!! And, JFS… thank you! I have lotsa reviews, I know, and they are all good! I jus finished readin' most of em and I got all inspired to write a new chappy and stuff!!!

DISCLAIMER: I know people are tired of hearing the same old crap, so I'm not gonna say: 'I don't own any of the Superstars, they own themselves, blah, blah, blah…' I'm just gonna say that: the story is a little similar to the movie, but not quite… so it's okay to read this before actually watching the movie. Read my story and review it damn it! … Pweez =(

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Trish got dressed, slipped into a pair of heels and put a light jacket on. She was on her way to the mall to buy girly things and maybe some other stuff that would piss Jeff off or make him uncomfortable. "Jeffy, baby?"

"Yeah?" Jeff had just come out of the shower. His hair was wet and very… pink.

Trish reached up to push a strand from his eyes. "Baby…"

Jeff smiled and turned his face, kissing her palm. "Pink's your favorite color, right gumdrop?"

Trish faked a smile. Actually, her favorite color was orange, but she wasn't going to get into it with him. After all… he called her gumdrop…

"I'm going out for a while." Trish said, making sure she had enough money in her wallet.

"Where?"

"To the mall."

Jeff checked his watch. "It's almost four… by the time you come back a few of the guys might be over."

Trish nodded. "No problem. Want me to pick some snacks up?"

Jeff smiled at her offer. "Would you?"

"Yeah no problem." Trish leaned over and gave Jeff a quick kiss.

"Thanks babe, I appreciate it."

Trish smiled and walked out the door.

Matt came out of his room. "Oh how sweet." He muttered.

"She is sweet." Jeff said, going into his room to get dressed.

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Later on, around seven, a few guys came over to hang out. Shane Helms, Adam Copeland, and Jay Reso. The guys sat at the table, playing cards.

"Let's play Gold Fish!" Eddie cried.

"You mean Go Fish?" Shane corrected him.

"Is there a fish called Go?" Eddie asked.

Shane thought for a second. "No…" He mumbled.

"Alright then! We're playing Gold Fish!"

Matt raised his eyebrow. "No we're not."

"YES WE ARE!"

"Come on, Eddie, me and Jeff played this game when we were like… seven." Matt whined.

"Negative." Jeff mumbled.

"Huh?"

"You're nearly three years older than me, Matt. When you were seven I was four… and when I was seven you were ten."

Eddie laughed. "HE WINS! GOLD FISH!"

Jeff shook his head. "I was just correcting Matt… we ain't playin' no dang kiddy game."

"Ooh." Jay instigated. "Scolded with the accent."

Adam shook his head. "Harsh, man."

Eddie pouted.

"Pass me a beer." Jay said with a grin on his face.

The guys laughed and played and drank for a little while until…

"I'm home!" Trish cried as she barged through the door.

The guys all turned to look.

"Hey hon." Jeff said nervously, hoping Trish wouldn't do anything to embarrass him.

"Hi cutie." Trish placed a kiss on Jeff's lips. She nodded at Eddie and Matt. "Eddie, Mike."

"My name is M –"

"And who is this?" Trish cooed at Shane. "Aren't you adorable with your… green hair… Jeff, baby, what'd I tell you about getting carried away with the dye?"

Adam laughed.

"I did it myself." Shane said.

"Oh… okay… well I'm Trish."

"I'm Shane."

Trish looked over at Jay and Adam. She nudged Jeff. "Aren't you gonna introduce me to your little poker buddies?"

"Oh… that's Jay and Adam."

Trish smiled sweetly. "Oh I hope I'm not interrupting your game… I'll leave in a minute. Would you boys like something to eat?"

"Sure, babe, thanks." Jeff said, trying to hurry Trish out of the room.

Trish smiled and went into the kitchen.

Jay looked at Jeff. "She's hot."

Jeff sighed. "Yup."

"What's with the sigh, man?" Shane asked.

Eddie shook his head. "Pain in the fuckin' ass."

"Hey!" Jeff yelled. "She's a pain in the fuckin' ass, but she's MY pain in the fuckin' ass!"

"Sorry… I didn't mean to say that." Eddie apologized.

Jeff nodded. "It's okay."

"Out loud, anyway…"

"Here you are!" Trish placed a bowl of Wheat Thins in front of the guys.

The all stared at her like she was crazy.

Trish grabbed a few and popped them in her mouth. She smiled. "They're pretty good and they don't go straight to the hips if you know what I mean."

Eddie shook his head. "No, Trish… we don't know what you mean! Wheat Thins! Wheat Thins… two syllables! Ya can't play a game of cards without a one-syllable snack! Chips, dip, sandwi –" Eddie bit his lip. "Yeah I'll shut up now… thank you for the Wheat Thins…"

"No problem, Eddie. Oh… oh!" Trish stared at Jay in disgust. "Is that… beer?"

Jay glanced at the can that was in his hand. "Yes."

Trish shook her head, ran to the kitchen and came right back. She took the can out of his hand and replaced it with a V8 Splash. "Much healthier, sweetie." She blew a kiss at Jeff and went back into the kitchen.

Jay held up the drink. "Is she serious, man?"

Jeff hung his head sadly. "Yes." He croaked.

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