A/N: Hail to everyone who reviewed!!! It was very much appreciated. I was really excited when I saw someone reviewed my story!!! Yipee! Anyways, thanks to all of you...And I just wanna advertise my other story, Hate Me. Please check it out, it's a love triangle, involving Stacy, an OC...and someone else...hehe! Don't wanna reveal who's the other guy yet, it thrills me...Most of you probably have a thought on who he is. Anyways, I'm not telling...Please check it out!!! Thanks...

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Chapter 2: Pissed

Randy and Batista finally arrived at the club as they saw their friends hanging out by the bar.

"Yo Randy, Dave! Over here!" Chris Jericho shouted as he motioned Randy and Batista to approached them. Batista went to talk with Triple H, Shawn, Chris Benoit and the others as Randy approached one of his good pals, Jericho.

"So, Chris, have you spotted any hot girls here?" Randy said with a nasty grin on his face.

"Uhh I told you earlier Randy, the divas are going to be here. So is there a need for such question!?" Jericho said as he smiled widely.

"Uhh, you didn't tell me that." Randy told Jericho who seemed annoyed.

"I did so, assclown. I said, Batista, Randy, we gonna have a good time tonight!" Jericho said as Randy realized Jericho was getting tipsy already. He just sighed at the pathetic sight of Jericho who was starting to look pinkish already.

"Your answer is way off the question." Randy said, rolled his eyes and started walking away.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going!?" Jericho asked as he caught up with Randy.

"I'm gonna have a good time, as you said. I'm gonna ask one of them to dance." Randy said as he smiled cockily.

"I'm with you man." Said Jericho grinning at Randy slyly.

"Who's yours?" asked Jericho as they started to approach the ladies.

"Mmm…I dunno yet man. You pick for me. Just don't pick someone lame." Randy said as they were already nearing the divas' table. The divas had already noticed Randy and Jericho coming towards their table.

"Okay. I'll take her." Jericho said glancing at Trish and then looking back at Randy. "And you take Stacy. You'll look good since she's not far from your height." He whispered in Randy's ear as they were already at the divas' table.

"Hey Chris, Randy! What's up?" Trish said smiling.

"Hey Trish." Randy said and smiled then whispered in Jericho's ear, "Not Stacy, man. She's really pissed with me right now and vice versa. I think I'd take Christy or Lita."

"Hmm…what are you two whispering about there?!" asked Lita raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing!" Jericho smiled, "You wanna dance Trish?" he added.

"Sure!" Trish said as she and Jericho walked away. Jericho then stopped and looked back at Randy. "What was the point of the conversation, assclown!? You're on your own! Oh! And tell me later how you managed to piss her off." Jericho shouted and grinned, emphasizing the word 'her' and glancing at Stacy while mentioning it, as Randy gave him the finger.

Right after hearing that and seeing what Jericho was doing, Stacy had an idea as to who they were talking about. She eyed Randy, who was standing there in front of them…he looked pathetic, in her opinion.

"Uhh…anyone of you fine ladies wanna dance with me?" Randy said smiling his cocky smile.

"No." Stacyremarked as Randy glared at her, "Except you. Uhh, Christy you wanna-" he said before he got cut off by Stacy.

"Oh please. What makes you think any of us would want to dance with you!?" Stacy smirked.

"Uhh Stace-" Christy said before Lita cut her off.

"Don't break the moment." Lita whispered to her ear.

"Christy, why don't you tell him to shoo." Stacy said and gave Christy sweet smile which turned into a creepy stare in a matter of seconds.

"Randy uhh…I don't wanna be mean or anything but-" Christy paused, looked at Stacy showing her Christy wasn't sure she was doing the right thing until Stacy figured she couldn't tell it to Randy's face and decided to finish what Christy was trying to say.

"Get a hint Randy, she means get lost. We don't want you here." She said in a very firm voice.

"Bitch." Randy murmured to himself while walking away.

"What's wrong?" Christy said looking very confused, "why were we all being mean to Randy?"

"He got a little too cocky with Stacy earlier tonight before we got here. They threw harsh words at each other." Lita explained.

"He's an ass, Christy. Don't make a fool out of yourself." Stacy said.

"A nice piece of ass, in my opinion." Trish said as she took a seat.

"Where's Chris?" asked Lita.

"He saw Randy walking away from you girls looking really pissed so he went to check on him. You know, being close pals and all." Trish said.

"You know Stace, Randy's actually not that bad. Maybe you were a little too harsh on him." Lita said.

"Li, what are you saying!? He's just so arrogant! He was better off with his character in Evolution because he didn't find it hard acting like himself. A total jerk!" Stacy said.

"Actually Stace, he's really not like that. Trust me, I know." Trish said.

"Yeah. And Matt's good friends with him too. And you know Matt, he knows how to choose his friends wisely." Lita added.

"Yeah. And he was very kind to all of us in the Raw Diva Search, you know." said Christy.

"Well he's not like that with me so I don't like him." Stacy said finally ending their conversation.

"Let's just join the girls on the dance floor." Trish said pointing to where the other divas were.

(On the other side of the story…)

"Hey, Randy! What happened back there!?" Jericho asked as he approached Randy, Batista, Triple H, Chris Benoit and the others.

"You shouldn't have left me hangin' there, man! Stacy and the others teamed up against me. Now they all probably hate me." said Randy.

"I told you, you shouldn't have been like that to her." Batista said letting out a light chuckle.

"What happened anyway?" Benoit asked raising an eyebrow at Batista.

"They got into a little tongue action." Batista said with a sly grin on his face.

"You what!?" said a very shocked Benoit.

"You were kissing!? And she hated you for it!? Man you must really suck!" Jericho said in between laughs.

"Dave you freaking bitch!" Randy shot a sharp glare at Batista who was laughing his head off.

"I didn't mean it that way guys! I mean, they exchanged words that led to her," Batista paused, then looked at Stacy, "getting pissed with him." He said looking back at Randy.

"Tsk! Tsk! Bad Randy! Why were you being such a jerk around such a fine lady!?" Jericho said smirking.

"Stop it okay!? I already got a lecture from Dave a while ago!" Randy pouted.

"Ha! Whatever you say Randy!" Hunter said as they all went back to their businesses.

"Look. They're getting up." Jericho told them and pointed the divas who were getting up from their seats.

"I think they're going to the dance floor." Triple H said. Suddenly, he saw someone from afar and froze in an instant realizing who it was with only a single thought running through his mind, "I'm dead."

A/N:
-That's it…sorry for the cliffhanger! The story's in a slow pace okay so please bear with me!
-So tell me who do you think Triple H saw!? Oh and I need help!! Can you please help me pair someone up with Batista, but not the kind where they'll end up in a serious relationship. You know, just some fling thing for the night at the club. And do you know the name of Shawn Michael's wife? PLEASE HELP ME!! Heehee!
-Take care!

Next Chapter: "The Havoc Ensues" The title of the chapter says it all. Randy was having tough luck and he eventually spreads the disease. His friends get into individual troubles as Randy tries to manage his own.