Chapter 6
A/N: Thanks for reviewing, Mistress Martin! Yeah, this story is pretty weird even to me but I promise I am not stoned!
Booker, Christian, Batista, JBL, Taker, and Eddie crowded around the door to Ken Kennedy's locker room with glazed, red eyes. They were trying to come up with a game plan.
"Our major goal is to find Heiden-roach," Christian stated. "So how are we gonna do that?"
"We just bust down the door and walk in," Taker said. "Duh."
"Yeah, fa sho," Booker said, nodding his head approvingly.
"So the new question is... Who are we gonna get to break the door down?" Eddie asked.
Once again, all eyes were on Batista, who was staring off into space puffing on the blunt. He looked deep in thought, remembering a recent conversation he'd had with someone...
IN BATISTA'S MIND:
"Hey baby, you didn't call me last night. Something up?"
"Nothing's up, Lita. When are you gonna dump Edge and come to SmackDown with me?"
"No time soon, unfortunately."
"You enjoy toying with me, don't you?"
"I'm not toying with you, Dave. I just can't come right now."
"But you could when we were on that airplane, huh?"
"I told you never to mention that!"
Batista sighed. "You can't handle The Animal..."
BACK OUTSIDE K.K.'S LOCKER ROOM
"Hello! Batista!" Taker said, waving a hand in front of Batista's face.
"Dave!" Eddie said. "Mi amigo!"
"Batista, my nizzle! Earth to Batista!" Booker said.
"JBL, would you like to...do the honors?" Christian asked.
"It would be my pleasure," JBL answered. He reached out and started rubbing Batista's ass.
"Ay, man, what the fuck are you doing?" Batista asked, startled. "I thought I told you I don't like men that way!"
"Just needed to get your attention," JBL said, grinning as he backed away slowly.
"We need you to break down this door," Christian said.
"Cuz Heiden-roach might be inside," Eddie explained.
"Fine. Just don't put your grimy fingers on my ass again or there will be consequences!" Batista said, glaring at JBL, who was still grinning from ear to ear.
"Stand back! There's a hurricane coming through!" Taker sang as Batista walked a few feet away and then charged full speed at the door.
The door broke down upon impact, and Batista tumbled into the room. The others trudged in behind him, but they all stopped short as they saw what was happening in the room.
Booker's wife Sharmell was bent over the edge of a couch. Ken Kennedy was behind her spanking her like there was no tomorrow. And, obviously, she was enjoying it.
"More!" she yelled.
"What's my name?" Ken yelled.
"Ken!" Sharmell moaned. "Kennedy!"
"Kennedy!" Ken added in that weird way he always did, smirking as he said it. "And don't you forget it!"
"What the fizzle is going on up in hizzle my nizzle?" Booker yelled.
"For rizzle!" Batista said, backing up.
Sharmell and Ken looked at each other. "Oh shizzle!" they exclaimed together.
"I'm not gon' get mad, I'm not gon' get mad, I'm not gon' get mad," Booker repeated over and over to himself. "SOMEBODY GIVE ME THE DAMN BLUNT!"
"Here ya go, ese," Eddie said, quickly handing Booker the blunt.
Booker closed his eyes and puffed on the blunt. Sharmel and Ken quickly moved away from each other to opposite sides of the room. Booker opened his eyes and a wavering smiled appeared on his face. "That didn't just happen."
"Um, Ken, where's Heiden-roach?" Christian asked quickly.
"That's KEN Kennedy! Kennedy!" Ken said. "You can't forget that. You must always say it twice."
"Er, ok. Where's Heiden-roach?" Christian asked again.
"He's gone to take a shower," Ken said. "So that's where you should find him, in the big locker room with the big shower."
"And by any chance, have you seen Randy Orton?" Taker asked.
"I think he's gone to take a shower, too," Ken said. "Why?"
"This is perfect! This is what we've been waiting for! Come on, guys, let's go!" Booker exclaimed, heading for the door.
"Aren't you gonna yell at your wife or something?" Eddie asked. "I mean, she was just getting spanked by Ken Kennedy."
"Kennedy!" Ken added. "You have to say it twice!"
Booker gazed at his wife and at Ken. "Continue," he said, then led the others in his group out into the hallway.
"What? They don't get an invitation into our little stoner's crew?" Christian asked.
"Yeah, no offering of The Peace Pipe?" Batista asked.
"Hell naw," Booker said. "Let's swoop by my locker room and grab the camcorder. We got ourselves a movie to film!"
They all cheered and hurried to Booker's locker room. He went inside and grabbed the camcorder, and then the six men practically ran for the shower where Ken Kennedy had said that they would find Heiden-roach...
