Chapter 11

John was waiting for Lily eagerly as the SmackDown Superstars got off the plane. She got off with Randy and ran over to him, her blue eyes glittering happily.

"John!" she squealed, jumping into his arms.

"Hey," he smiled, brushing a piece of hair from her face before kissing her.

Glen strode over to the two, waiting patiently for them to break apart. When they did, he cleared his throat so they'd acknowledge his presence.

"Hi dad," Lily beamed.

"Lily," he replied, "How was your trip?"

"It was amazing!" she beamed, and told them of her exploits and evil doings while with SmackDown as they left the airport with the other Superstars.

With each passing word Glen's frown would deepen. John could not stop laughing; praising each of the jokes she pulled on SmackDown, his favorite being the water balloons and the switching of Mark Henry's bag with women's lingerie.

"And then Teddy crowned Randy and I the king and Queen of Pranks on SmackDown, so basically I'm royalty over there," she concluded.

"But you're my queen, not Randy's," John pouted, wrapping his arms around her from behind and kissing her neck.

The Superstars were in the lobby of the hotel they were staying in for Wrestlemania and the Hall of Fame ceremony. Glen was talking with Mark about Lily's mischievous exploits. Both men looked serious and unhappy as they spoke.

"John, not here," Lily muttered as he continued his assault on her neck.

"Why not?" he asked, his warm breath leaving goose bumps on her skin.

"My dad's watching," Lily said, pushing him away gently.

John gave in and let lily alone. He was anxious to get his room so he wandered over to the desk to get his key. When he came back he was grinning boyishly, his eyes glinting mischievously. Lily placed her hands on her hips when she noticed this.

"What are you up to now?" she asked curiously.

"Grab your bag, you're rooming with me this weekend," he grinned.

"Does my dad know?" she asked, hurriedly grabbing her bags.

"No, that's why we have to go now while he's distracted," John muttered. "C'mon."

He took her hand and they ran to the elevator, slipping in quickly before Glen could notice. The two ran stealthily down the hall once they got to the right floor and John unlocked the room, pushing Lily inside.

"He's going to come looking for me, John," she pointed out as she unpacked her things.

"I know," he shrugged, he was lounging on the bed, watching Lily as she moved around the bedroom unpacking their clothes.

She stopped and turned to him, "What do you plan to do then? He's not going to let this fly."

"Just relax, I'll take care of it," he assured her.

Lily sighed and returned to her task of unpacking. When she finished she pulled out the dress she was wearing for that night's Hall of Fame ceremony and held it up for John to examine.

"What are you wearing tonight? I don't want to clash," she muttered, looking over the dress.

"Just a black tux," he shrugged, getting up from the bed and moving behind her. "Don't worry about so much, Lil, you'll look beautiful on whatever you wear."

"Aw, that's so sweet," she smiled, letting him wrap his arms around her.

He began to kiss her neck once more, but this time Lily leaned into his touch. She gasped when her nipped her neck and he slowly moved her to the bed, spinning her around to face him. Just as the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, Lily stopped him, pressing her hands to his chest.

"John stop, not yet," she muttered.

"What?"

"Not yet, I don't want to take that step yet, but I promise you it'll be soon," she said.

John nodded, backing away from her. Lily sat down on the bed and pulled her knees to her chest as the awkward silence continued. It was finally broken by the loud knock on the room door that both of them knew it was Glen.

"Stay here, I'll handle it," John muttered before leaving the bedroom to answer the door.

Lily listened closely as John answered the door. She heard her father walk into the living room and immediately start questioning John.

"Where is she?" he demanded.

"Sitting on the bed in the other room."

"Why didn't she get her own room like usual?"

"Because I want her with me this weekend," John replied calmly.

"And why is that?" Glen practically growled.

"Because she's my girlfriend and I want her with me when I win my match a t Wrestlemania. I want her around to celebrate with me."

"Celebrate meaning having sex."

"I'm not going to force Lily to do anything she doesn't want to do, Glen. No, I'm not planning to do anything of the sort with her, only if she chooses to," John answered seriously.

There was a silence and Lily felt a shiver up her spine as she waited for her father's reply. She stood up from her place on the bed and moved to the bedroom door to see what was going on. He father was standing in the middle of the room looking at John angrily. John was sitting at the dining table staring determinedly back at him.

"I'm not completely approving this, but Lily is an adult now. Just don't force her into anything, John. I want my daughter to decide when she wants to do things," Glen finally broke the silence.

"I would never force anything upon her. I just told her that," John replied his eyes falling on Lily, who was peeking around the doorframe.

Glen nodded and left the room in a huff. Lily moved out of the bedroom as John stood up from his chair. Glen poked his head back into the room just before he shut the door.

"The Hall of Fame starts at eight thirty, I want to see you two before then. I want to send pictures to Maurisa."

Both John and Lily nodded and he fully left the room. John turned to Lily as the door shut and shrugged.

"Well it's one now, what d'you want to do 'til we have to get ready?"

Lily opened her mouth to reply but there was another knock on the room door. Instead of replying she closed her mouth and strode to the door, opening it slowly. Randy was standing there with Trish and Ashley at his sides. He grinned and got down on one knee, taking Lily's free hand.

"Good afternoon, my Queen. May I join you in your chambers to discuss our next prank?"

Lily laughed and nodded. Randy kissed the back of her hand and got to his feet once more. He then strode into the room and shook hands with John. Trish and Ashley walked in behind him, a curious look on their faces.

"Just don't ask," Lily giggled as Randy took a seat on the recliner in the room.

"So, what shall we plan for Wrestlemania? It has to be huge," Randy said to the group.

Lily closed the door and plopped onto the couch, propping her feet up on the coffee table.

"Well, I want to do something to Candice Michelle, she irks me to no end," Lily thought aloud.

Trish took a seat next to Lily, her curious look replaced by one of deep thought as he brown eyes scanned the room, "We could make a joke about her boobs or something. Like hide water balloons in her bra and then when she goes to have her match they'll pop and make her look fake."

"No it needs to be bigger. We could trap her in a room with Marty!" Ashley laughed.

"That would be hilarious, but knowing her she'd turn it into something sexy," Randy put in.

The group nodded together and remained silent in thought. John sat on the back of the couch, resting his hand on Lily's shoulder. He squeezed it to get her attention and she looked up at him.

"We could put makeup on her to make her look hideous and then show her to Vince. He'd be mortified and break off their little fling. It would tear her up."

"We could use that," Randy and Lily grinned, their eyes meeting. The two nodded in agreement and put their heads together to concoct a plan.

About an hour or so later their plan was fully worked out and ready to put into use. Lily then remembered her warning from Teddy Long and felt a slight panic arise in her.

"Wait, Randy, if you get caught you might get suspended," she pointed out.

Randy shrugged and stood up, "I won't get caught, trust me. Candice will think it was you and you'll just tell Vince you had nothing to do with it. You're a good liar, aren't you?"

"Well, yeah…But what if Vince doesn't believe me?"

"Flash him. He has a soft spot for hot girls with generously proportioned chests," Randy shrugged.

"Let's hope he believes me then," Lily said quickly, covering her chest.

Trish and Ashley snorted with laughter at Lily's face. She stuck her tongue out at them and Randy smiled.

"Well girls, it was fun but I've got a few things to do before the Hall of Fame Induction tonight. John you want to tag along?"

"Sure why not," he shrugged and got to his feet. "Lily, behave."

"Oh shut up!" she laughed, and pushed the two of them from the room.

As soon as they were gone Trish and Ashley jumped on Lily quickly. They pulled her into the bedroom to get her ready for that night. Trish painted and filed Lily's fingernails while Ashley gave her a pedicure. The two then pushed Lily into the shower to shave and refresh herself.

"Don't you think it's a little early, guys?" Lily asked as she stepped out fo the shower and towel dried her long chestnut hair.

"Well it's four now and it's going to take us a while to do your hair and makeup, so technically we're right on time," Trish explained.

"Oh," Lily said and pulled on a robe.

Trish and Ashley then spent the rest of the afternoon doing Lily's hair and makeup. Trish was running around with a curling iron and hairspray, while Ashley worked on Lily's face. The two did not finish until six thirty, in which time John was due to come back. The three women rushed into the bedroom and Trish pulled out the dress Lily was going to wear.

"Lily, it's beautiful, John's not going to be able to keep his hands off you," Ashley gushed, holding up the dress.

"You better put ti on quick, he's gonna be here any minute!" Trish exclaimed.

Lily took the dress from Ashley and quickly slipped into it. The two women stared at her as she stood in front of them. Trish pulled out her camera and they took turns taking pictures.

"I feel like I'm going to prom or something," Lily laughed as Ashley flashed yet another picture.

John walked in the room, surprising the three. Trish and Ashley jumped in front of Lily, hiding her from him. He was already dressed in his tuxedo and Lily could not take her eyes off him.

"Come on, let me see her," he whined. "Randy wants to see her too; he wants a picture with their crowns on."

Trish gave in and moved from in front of Lily, Ashley following suit. John's jaw dropped and Lily blushed furiously. Her dress was a shimmering crimson. Snug on her curves, the hemline cut diagonally and the neckline low. It was backless, so her hair was half up half down. Trish put it up in a curly messy bun, the rest hanging in curls down her back. As a final touch, Ashley pinned a black flower in her hair.

"Wow, was all John muttered.

"I take that as a compliment," Lily laughed.

John nodded and the two headed down to the lobby to meet Randy and Glen for more pictures. Ashley and Trish left to get ready themselves.

The night went quickly for Lily. After all the pictures and walking through the halls with John and meeting different people she was generally worn out. John had surprised her with having her accompany him to present.

By the time the night was over Lily was exhausted. She had taken four camera's worth of pictures and surprised Randy with a pie in the face for his birthday.

The two returned to the hotel around midnight. Lily immediately collapsed on the couch, her hair falling out of it's place as she got comfortable. John smiled as she quickly fell asleep, her dress ruffled from the night. He changed out of his tuxedo and joined her in the couch his thought now solely focused on Wrestlemania.