Title: Questionable Sanity
Author: Mel
Disclaimer: I own nothing other than the OCs.
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Chapter Seventeen
Previously: "Sounds good to me, lead the way."
Randy allowed Krista to walk ahead of him as they made their way to the exit and to Keeley's car.
"Yes ma'am. But damn woman, ain't even datin' ten minutes and ya already bossin' me around!"
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Krista drove as Randy sat in the passenger side of Keeley's Toyota hybrid Highlander. He was currently flipping through Keeley's cds trying to find something to listen to as Krista drove to wherever it was they were going.
Randy raised an eyebrow as he came across a Ludacris cd. He looked over at Krista.
"You know somehow I didn't see your sister listening to this type of music."
Krista looked to see the cd he was holding up and laughed.
"Well Keeley is interesting. But that CD was one she bought to shut Taylor up. We went shopping one day and well Taylor gave her the choice of buying that cd or a Britney Spears cd. I can't believe she still has it."
Randy smiled and continued to look.
He finally found a cd that he liked and pushed it in to the player.
Krista raised an eyebrow as "Enter Sandman" suddenly filled the car.
"Fan of Metallica? Hmm maybe you should be going out with Keeley, more her music taste then mine."
"So? Musical tastes can modify and grow over time…I have faith that hanging out with me will open you to the finer points of rock music."
Krista smiled and made a turn at a light and slowed the SUV down in front of a club/bar/eatery called The Library.
Randy raised an eyebrow at the name. Krista just smiled and said come on and got out of the SUV.
"So what is this place?"
"It has everything. I figured it would be a good place to get food, dance, talk, get drunk. Plus I know the owner. She is a friend of mine."
"Okay. I guess. I am just going to go with the flow and let you be in charge."
"Oh wow should I feel honored? The great legend killer is letting a girl be in charge! Yay!"
"Hey…" he began only to be cut off by a shout from in front of him.
"Hey it's my amigo Randy Orton! Welcome buddy to the Animal House! Everyone this is Randy Orton. Randy Orton this is everyone!" Rey yelled into the microphone at the mostly drunken bar patrons, no one really paying much attention to what the wrestler was saying.
Randy looked up and nearly lost his breathe he was laughing so much.
The Mexican luchador known to the world as Rey Mysterio was standing on the bar, holding a microphone, and stripped to the waist. He had a young woman dancing on a pole beside him. Randy's eyes opened wider as he thought he recognized the young woman as Krista's little sister Taylor. Boy did Mysterio have some explaining to do.
Randy turned in enough time to see Krista's face as she recognized her sister and to also see the look on her face as her sister yelled at her.
"KRISTA! You're here! I wondered when you would get here. Rey here was nice enough to bring me out to celebrate my 21st birthday and let me tell you..."
But Taylor's sentence went unfinished as she suddenly lost her balance on the bar and had to grip the pole to keep from falling and was then helped down by the slightly intoxicated luchador, causing the pair to forget the two that had just entered the bar.
"Riight. Umm what do you say we umm…"
"Yes. Umm I'd say that this is certainly a good place to come and at least see your sister getting drunk as well as Rey. Trust me Rey gets really funny when he gets drunk."
Krista rolled her eyes.
"Sure. This is certainly a way to give you further proof that my family belongs in the zoo. What do you say we go sit down and eat before all the people here grasp the fact that there are two WWE wrestlers here? And can we pretend that umm Taylor is not related to me?"
Randy laughed as he followed the young woman to a table.
The two choosing to pretend they had not seen the short luchador or the young birthday girl.
-X-X-
Jerry "The King" Lawler was making his way out the exit of the arena, his bag being pulled along behind him. He was ready to go to his hotel and well get plastered, as this episode of Raw had certainly turned out to be a very interesting one. He was still in shock over his niece being broadcasted naked for the entire world to see. He was going to have to talk to that girl's father. King was pulled from his thoughts as he heard a voice behind him.
"King hold up. I wanted to ask you something." Came the voice of one Hunter Hearst Helmsley.
King rolled his eyes, great just what he needed to end such a wonderful day.
"Hunter what is it?"
"Well King I was just wondering.." Hunter's voice trailed off as he looked around him and then moved a few steps closer to king.
"I was wondering if you could give me your niece's number. I must say I liked what I saw and I am sure that I could convince her to drop that thug and go for the more glorious me. I mean yeah I couldn't' marry her or anything, but she did seem like she could be a good lay or hell I'd talk any of your nieces' numbers. They were all pretty hot. And well you know it never hurts to have some standby ass ready to go at a moment's notice in the major cities."
King looked at Hunter with disgust.
"You know Hunter I used to like you, but you know what…if you ever even think of coming near any of my nieces I will go straight to Stephanie. You need someone to keep you in line and I am sure she could do just that. And if you so much as mention the fact that we had this conversation I'll make sure that some other particular wrestlers hear of it and kick your ass you over grown Gonzo impersonator. I mean damn man your nose has needs it's own zip code it's huge!"
King turned and walked off before Hunter decided to attack him for calling him Gonzo.
King sighed. He could not believe the trouble his nieces had caused. They had ensured tonight that he would not live as long as he'd once hoped. The worrying for Keeley alone had to have taken ten years off his life. Sometimes King was grateful he was still single. Women were nothing but trouble. Wait what was he thinking? Only family was trouble. No women were wonderful glorious objects to be worshipped. He just wanted to make sure his nieces were not seen that way.
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Randy and Krista had ordered their food, the waitress a bubbly high school dropout named Candy had stared at Randy causing Krista to narrow her eyes every time the young woman came near and making the St. Louis' native smile.
They ate, had small talk and avoided looking over towards the bar.
Finally when they finished eating Randy looked at Krista.
"So. Let me see I know that you work as a day care teacher, admirable. You seem to have quiet a temper and love putting your older sister in her place, but I can tell you and she have a good relationship. You apparently drive similar to one John Cena, causing the car's occupants to want to pray to Jesus for mercy and you kiss really well. Hmm what more do I need to know?"
Randy raised an eyebrow in question at the young woman.
"Well…I am obviously the niece of Jerry Lawler. I love my family but often wonder if they should be in a zoo or insane asylum and well I like you. What more do you need to know? I mean learning everything on the first date…first dinner leaves no mystery and you can quickly become bored by me."
Randy wanted to call her on saying date, but decided to let her slide for now.
"Well you have a point but I don't think I could ever get bored by you."
She smiled.
"Well tell me a little about you. I mean I know you are a wrestler and well I know a lot from that, but what about the guy Randy, what's he like?"
"Well the guy Randy likes rock, likes to eat Japanese and Italian, likes pretty girls who blush when he looks at them, and well I have two younger siblings, Becky and Nathan, so I can understand the zoo comment. I too like an air of mystery."
"Well sounds like we have a lot in common. I foresee us becoming good friends. Now what do you say…"
Krista didn't complete her thought as she was suddenly hit from behind by a bottle cap. She turned prepared to kill someone and saw her sister, Taylor hanging allover the much shorter Rey Mysterio. Both were wobblingly making their way over to the table.
"Krista! When did you get here? I gotta tell you that this is the best birf day present I could have gotten from ya. Loves ya lots for it! And oh I have to tell you…I have decided to become a professional stripper. Rey here has said he would help me!"
Randy and Krista shared a look.
"How do you mean? Is he going to be your partner? Helping you um strip off your clothes or what give you lessons? It seems he must have some experience at it." Krista said in reply looking over the pair, who were both missing several articles of clothing.
"Well yeah. I mean I need training, but I was gonna ass Uncle J if he could help too!"
"You were going to ask Uncle Jerry to help you learn to strip? That is gross Taylor!"
"No it's not. He is a professional and can help! I need help, I can't do it alone! So what are you doin'?"
"Querida, it appears that she and studly here are on a date. I think you and I should stay and chaperone! Don't want them getting it on like John and Keeley. They need supervision and well if they do get it on, I have my camera with me!"
Randy raised an eyebrow. This was certainly turning into an interesting night.