Title: The Game Always Enemies
Author: Sl33p D3priv3d
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or any mentioned wrestlers. They are merely used/borrowed for the purpose of this fictional story.
Rating: M, don't know if it helps, but yeah, it's M.
Summery: Two groups fighting for ring supremacy.
Author's Note: I just want to say that what I wrote doesn't reflect how I really feel towards the characters or the actual people, they are just playing a part. If I may have offended someone whom you really like, by all means, send me hatemail. At least I'll know someone's reading this.
Going through the curtains and walking down to the ring, Chris had his arm around Trish's waist with the other members right behind them.
With Val staying at the top of the ramp, the rest of the group continued walking. Benoit, Victoria, Jay and Stacy stood at each corner down by the ringside area, keeping a lookout.
With the wounds still evident on everybody, Chris and Trish entered the ring. Keeping his arm around Trish, they walked to the centre of the ring. With a mic already in hand, Chris took a deep breath.
"Well, well, well. Edge has balls. Surprising, huh Trish?"
"It's quite surprising since I thought-I thought that, you know, Lita sucked them off. Gee, I guess I stand corrected,"
"That's a good one. Soon enough, you'll be just like me," Chris said kissing Trish's head.
Victoria, making eye contact with Trish, smiled at the comment while mouthing 'Ryan'.
Chris continued. "We're here to address Edge and his stable. Edgeward, my boy, we were, quite frankly, surprised that you had an attack planed last week. Very original idea to video tape the whole thing. Very ingenious. While I'm being honest, another thing that surprised us was that you were able to wrangle up five more members…but I guess with Lita on your side, you can do anything, right? I mean-all you need to do is dangle her infected loins in front of whomever and they'll come running, won't they Edge. And you would know, wouldn't you?"
With the crowd popping at Chris' comments and chanting 'Sexy Beasts', Trish took the mic from him. "You hear that. Edge? We've got the crowd. All you've got is whatever may fall out of Lita at any given time. I mean-you could have just recruited all the diseases your whore has. With crabs, Hep A, B, C and D, there's your stable right there. We're exposing you two for the whores that you are. We're not gonna be taking this lying down…something the both of you are used to,"
Handing the mic back to Chris, he smiled. "Let this be known, we won't be backing down and we will win this battle,"
Dropping the mic, Chris and Trish started to walk out of the ring. With them walking up the ramp, Benoit, Stacy, Jay and Victoria followed while Val joined them at the end. Walking straight to the locker room, each of them had wide smiles.
"Let me just say, right off the bat, you two were amazing," Stacy said.
"You really hate Amy, huh?" Victoria said.
"It's not that I hate Amy…I just want people to know that she's the whore and not me,"
"But you were great, Trish. Hep A, B, C and D? Damn." Chris said.
"Yeah, that was fun but we have to start thinking of a plan," Benoit said.
"I agree. Lord only knows what they might be concocting right now," Val said.
"Okay, well, knowing Edge, he's probably too much of a pussy to say anything tonight. So we won't have to wonder whether or not we'll get attacked again. I think we should just ambush them next week during their promo," Jay said.
"That's not a bad idea," Chris said. "I think it could work,"
"It's good, but not great. I think on top of the ambush attack we should have another video.
That seemed to go over with the crowd well," Benoit said.
"We all know it did, but on what?" Val said.
"Hep A, B, C and D," Chris said with a grin, looking at Trish.
"And…?" Benoit said.
"Each of the members could be one of the diseases. Throw in crabs and leave Adam and Amy as is, you have your video,"
"Doing what, though?" Val asked.
"I've got nothing. Little help here?"
"How bout we scrap the video idea for now? I really doubt that they feel offended by the videos," Val said.
"We have to think of an attack that would never enter their minds," Benoit said.
Brainstorming for an hour, the group became frustrated with their idea production. With every member lethargic, they were all at wits end. With Chris and Benoit fighting and Jay and Val having a standoff, the women couldn't take it anymore.
"We need to get out of here. I mean-look at us. This is not a united group. I think we should all break for the night and go get something to eat," Trish said.
With the most frustrated one being Benoit, he stood up and agreed. "I think Trish is right. If we all get some food into us it'll help our cause,"
Everyone in agreement, the mood changed. Everybody with bags in hand, left the locker room realizing that it was almost one in the morning. Walking through the garage doors, they got to their cars.
"What the hell's open at one?" Jay said quite grumpily.
"Don't worry. We'll find a place that's open. We'll drive around," Chris said getting into his rental car with Trish, Victoria and Jay joining him. Val and Stacy joined Benoit in his car.
Pulling his car out of his space, Chris started driving towards the exit. With Benoit right behind him, they both pulled out onto the road. The streets vacant of cars, there was no worry of losing sight of anyone.
Driving back to their hotel, not wanting to get lost, they found an open restaurant parallel to it. Signalling his right turn signal, Benoit followed suit and drove into the parking area right behind Chris.
Each member sleepy-eyed and hungry, they quickly made their way inside. With a few tables in use, they spotted the perfect place to sit, a booth. Walking over, Chris got in first with Trish sitting beside him. Victoria plopped herself down beside Trish and Jay beside Victoria. Benoit, Stacy and Val sat in front of the two couples.
With a waitress spotting potential customers, she walked over and handed the group a bunch of menus. All ordering beers, the waitress walked off to get their orders ready.
"So what are you guys eyeing?" Val said. "The pizza seems like a good choice,"
"Yeah. We'll order two and share," Chris said.
"What do you want on the pizza?" Benoit asked the group.
"Olives," Stacy said.
"Onions," Val said.
"Pepperoni," Chris said.
"Green peppers," Trish said.
"Tomatoes," Victoria said.
"Mushrooms," Benoit said.
With everybody looking at Jay and waiting for his answer, he perked up and smiled mischievously. "The greatest ingredient to ever top a pizza…wait for wait…wait for it…ANCHOVIES!"
With the group groaning, Jay continued to smile.
"Leave it up to Jay to pick the worst topping in the history of man. Anchovies is definitely NOT Jericho,"
"Leave it up to you to shamelessly plug one of your catchphrases," Jay said.
"How bout we put anchovies on one half of a pizza," Stacy said in a compromising tone.
"So it's settled then," Benoit said.
With the waitress coming back with their drinks, Benoit ordered the food. "Your food will be ready in ten minutes,"
With everyone drinking their beers, Chris started to play with the salt and pepper shakers on the table. Moving them around and setting up a formation, everybody else began watching him and wondered what was going on in his head. Using the beer bottles, Chris completed his design. Head popping up, he had an idea.
"I have the greatest idea for next week!"
Everybody looking at him like he was crazy, along with the other patrons, Chris continued. "The plan that we were looking for is all right here," Chris said pointing at the formation of bottles and seasoning shakers.
"What? We're gonna use salt and pepper shakers against them and throw beer bottles towards them?" Jay said, not understanding Chris' plan.
"No…this formation will be our formation when we ambush them in the ring,"
"We're gonna tell them to wait until we get into place before we attack them?" Val said.
"No…they won't know it's us,"
With Trish looking at Chris, she understood where he was going. "I think he means that we dress-up as the cameramen and the photographers at ringside. It's the perfect plan. They won't know it's us,"
"If Shawn did it to Kurt, then we can do it to them. And they're all dumb. They won't know it's us,"
The group nodding their heads in agreement, wide smiles appeared on Benoit and Val's faces. "Genius," both Val and Benoit said at the same time.
"We cool with the idea?" Chris asked.
"It's a great idea, baby," Trish said, putting her arm around Chris and tugging him close and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Alright then. Let's put our hands in," Victoria said. With her hand in the middle, the rest of the group followed. Saying their name, they broke.
"They will not know what hit them," Stacy said.
With the mood a lot lighter than before, the pizzas arrived. With the waitress setting them down on the table, Chris ordered another round of beers.
"God, I can smell those anchovies from a mile away," Chris said.
"Chris, you're two people down from me. I would think that's a given," Jay replied to Chris' comment.
"Oh leave my boyfriend alone. If he likes anchovies, then he likes anchovies," Victoria said.
"But the question is, do you like them?" Stacy asked.
Prompting a challenge, Victoria took the pizza from out of Jay's hand. "Hey, what are you-," Jay said.
Grabbing his head, Victoria gave Jay a passionate kiss. Val and Benoit in shock, Stacy, Trish and Chris were heard erupting with cat-calls towards the bold action Victoria took.
Pulling away, Jay's eyes were wide in excitement and was left panting and dumbfounded. Licking her lips and looking at the group, she sighed. "Does that answer your question?"
With Chris extending his arm over Trish and Victoria's head, he high-fived Jay. Trish turned her head and looked at Victoria. "And you said it wasn't serious,"
"Okay, I lied. But as long as we don't turn out like you and Chris, we'll be fine,"
Trish getting an idea, she smiled and turned to Chris. Heads moving closer, they leaned in only to have Victoria pull Trish away. "Please. I just ate,"
Group laughing, the next round of beers was brought. Each taking a bottle, they raised their beers and toasted for a successful ambush next week. With the plan out of the way, and the mood light, they were able to enjoy the rest of the night joking and having fun.
