Disclaimer: I do not own anyone you see in this fiction. They are the property of WWE and to themselves. So please do not sue me. Because all you will get from me is student loans and a very fat black and white cat named Max. And three brand new kittens Still without names, I am a bad pet owner I have been calling the 1, 2, and 3 lol.

Author's Note on the bottom, because I don't want to spoil the chapter.

But the polls for my next one shot miniseries thing is still up and so far, Lita, Lilian, and Victoria and winning. Dawn Marie is trailing but she doesn't have enough votes to be included in the story.

Christmas With the Grouch

"Chestnuts roasting on an open fire…."

Holidays Sucked

The tall brunette groaned loudly as he wiped a weary hand across his face before blinking his eyes open. Nowhere seemed to be safe in this house. He sat up slightly from his comfortable position in bed and sighed loudly.

"She decorated the freakin' Bedroom."

Who would have thought that his nice stable girlfriend. Was a psycho when it came to Christmas, not only did she go all out buying gifts for her friends, baking stupid Santa cookies, and even wearing one of the weirdest sweaters ever made, but now she was trying to make him "John Cena." Her freakin' twin. It just wasn't right.

"Babe?"

He turned slightly and groaned at the sight of his beautiful girlfriend, well his usual beautiful girlfriend when she wasn't wearing those stupid horns on her head.

"Trisha I thought we talked about those horns."

"But they light up and there not horns they are antlers." Trish Straus beamed at him as she turned to open the blinds. "Isn't it pretty it snowed."

John cursed and let his head fall back; no snow wasn't pretty not when you had to dig out your car and almost freeze your balls off shoving it.

Trish giggled softly as she dropped down beside him snuggle into his side. "Merry Christmas Eve baby." She said as she gave him a smacking kiss on his cheek before a more sensual one on his lips.

When he tried to deepen the kiss she pulled away and kissed his nose. "No none of that I have so much to do today and I can't get distracted."

Another thing to add to the list of things to hate about this stupid holiday, John sighed and let his hand trail down her shoulder to her hand and intertwined their fingers.

"Trish please take the horns off."

"Fine Mr. Grinch." She giggled as she withdrew the eyesore from her hand and put it next to him on the bed. "Happy now."

"Not really. I rather you take off everything but those had to go." He ducked the halfhearted swipe she took at him. Catching her wrist and began to pull her against him gently she resisted at first but when he kissed her palm she sighed and allowed him to pull her all the way down next to him and when she was situated in his arms in the way he liked spooned up against her his eyes to fall shut again.

The peace only lasted minutes when the stupid buzzer sound wailed in their quiet home. She jerked in his arms and nearly caused him to fall out of the warm bed when she vaulted over him to get out of the door quickly. "My Cookies!"

John untied his boots silently as he sent glares into the kitchen to where Trish was laughing on the phone. She not only had not allowed him to snuggle with her this morning, Man did he really just think that God I am Whipped. But now she was ignoring him.

"So he liked it? I so glad it was hard thinking of a gift idea for him." The small said as she stuck another cookie sheet into the big oven setting the timer and then going bake to putting the icing on the cookies that had interrupted his peace.

He had tried unsuccessfully to get her attention for thirty minutes after her bolt but when she only smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek, and suggested he clean the sidewalk, he knew he would only be a second thought to her the rest of the day.

So know he was trying to warm up from the blistering cold Boston had given then and trying to get feeling back into his fingers as he once again watched Trish.

When he had first met Trish his first thought was just how fast could he get into her pants. Then after he achieved that goal he had wondered how long would he be allowed to stay in said pants and two years later he was happy to say yes he was still in his girls' pants. He would never admit it but he kind of knew after their first date that this was it for him. He had found the girl her always wanted. She was perfect for him; even-tempered to his blow up nature, quiet and sweet to his loud and obnoxious she balanced him. But she had thrown him when it came to Christmas.

The first time he had thought it was because of him since they hadn't been together that long and last year they hadn't been living together to get the full affect. But this year he had a center seat that was the madness of Santa Trish.

"Baby?"

His eyes jerked up quickly to meet her eyes when he realized she had been standing beside his chair. "Yeah?"

'Nothing you were just staring at your shoes, I thought you forgot how to tie them." She snorted as she brushed past him, the little bells that hung from her shirt jingling with her. He let his eyes follow her and smirked when she stopped to stare at the tree. He had noticed that she had added more ornaments and more lights when he had come from upstairs. But the top still was empty, last night she hadn't been able to decide whether it was star year or an Angel year.

He never knew decorating could be this hard.

He settled back seat on the couch, and sighed well he did had a great view of her. Each time she would raise her arms, her top would slide upwards revealing the small of her back peeking out from her low-rise jeans. His lips curled up in a smirk as his eyes lingered on her and it wasn't long before that smirk turned into a full-blown smile when she happened to bend over in front of him to pick up another bauble.

His silence made Trish suspicious and when she turned to look at him, she blushed at the intense way he was looking at her. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm just admiring the view," he told her.

She rolled her eyes and then went back to her precious tree. But then sighed unhappily and turned to look at him.

"It's too tall."

He laughed a little and eyed her expression.

"It's a perfect height you're just short."

She huffed a little before turning back around to glare at the tree. "Then be a good boyfriend and help me put this angel on top."

He smiled slightly as he got up from his seat and went to stand next to her. When she handed him the angel he didn't take it. Instead he stepped behind her and after wrapping his arms around her waist, he picked her up so that she could be the one to put it on the top of the tree.

Trish gasped in surprise but a moment later she had completed the task and her feet were back on the ground. Turning in his arms, she smiled up at him before standing on her tiptoes and kissing him softly. She was just about to pull back when he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue inside her mouth to stroke against her own. After a few minutes had passed they broke the kiss, resting their foreheads together and looking into each other's eyes.

She smiled and then kissed his chin. "You are a good boyfriend. You deal with my stupid Christmas stuff and don't complain once, well not out loud."

John blushed a little and shuffled slightly.

"I love you my little Grinch."

He smiled slightly and gave her a soft kiss on her brow. Before whispering. "Love you too, even with those stupid horns."

Jules.

Ok I originally planned on having Trish to be the last chapter and she was suppose to be with Jeff also but as you can see by the polls on the bottom that it didn't work out that way.

But I am kind of happy with the way it came out because I came up with a beautiful storyline for Lita that I gave her the last chapter. So be on the look out. I may not be able to get it out tomorrow but it will be out by Friday.

Stacy/Randy-14, Stacy/Jeff-6,Stacy/John-2

Trish/John-10, Trish/Jeff-9, Trish/Randy-3

Lita/Jeff-9, Lita/Randy-5, Lita/John-8

These are the results of the polls; it has all my boards combined. This is not just Fanfiction but a couple of other sites too. 21 each.