What's The Worst That Could Happen?
Author's Note: Looking for a comedy view this time around...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, the WWE and Vince McMahon do...
Summary: So what if they're locked in a locker room together and most of them hate each other... Okay, maybe it is a big deal. See what happens when you lock a load of wrestlers who don't like one another in a locker room for hours... The results don't look too good.
Characters: Chris Jericho, The Rock, Stone Cold, Trish Stratus, Team Extreme, Stacy Keibler, Torrie Wilson, RVD, Triple H, Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley, and many more...
Timeframe: Around the time when Team Extreme was together, Triple H and Stephanie were married, and etc. (After the WCW/ECW vs. WWF).
Chapter Eleven - Damn Tables
After a teary reunion between Stephanie and the three new 'members' of the locker room from hell, the room grew silent and then someone cleared their throat to ask...
"When did the lights come on?" Jeff asked.
Everyone was silent, trying to think back.
"They were off?" Shane questioned.
"Yeah... They were... But now they're on..." Jeff stated.
"Wait, they never went off in our locker room." Shane replied.
"Interesting... Stacy... Did you turn off the lights?" Torrie asked.
"What lights?" Stacy mumbled as she ate some popcorn.
"Where in the bluest of blue hells did you get popcorn!" Rock snapped.
"I bought it... Two weeks ago... I remembered I had some in my purse." Stacy replied.
"Two weeks?" Trish asked, horrified.
Stacy started to choke on a piece of popcorn and everyone started cheering as she did so, Vince and Linda were a little confused why people were cheering, but cheered along.
"Die! Die! Die!" Edge sneered.
"Live! Live! Live!" Christian snapped.
"Shut up you ass clowns! This is stupid! It's a piece of popcorn! You're NOT choking Stacy! God! Get a brain!" Jericho hissed.
Stacy laughed, "I'm not choking! Yay!"
"Odd.." Rob commented.
"Anyhow... How in the hell did you all wind up in here?" Vince questioned.
"Easy... They missed the BOLD sign!" Kane answered.
"Oh come on! Not that stupid sign again!" Rock exclaimed.
"I saw that sign... And it's not really that big." Jeff stated.
"Then why are you in here, Jeff?" Linda asked.
"Ah, I forgot about the closing the door thing." Jeff replied.
"Yeah... You did..." Lita mumbled, eyes narrowing at Jeff.
"Well... It was Matt that made us come back!" Jeff reminded Lita.
"Oh yeah... Matt, you jackass!" Lita sneered, slapping Matt.
"Thanks a lot Jeff.." Matt muttered.
"No problem!" Jeff replied, happily.
A Minute Later...
"So, yeah, does anyone have any ideas on how we can get out of here?" Kurt asked.
"I do, esse!" Eddie replied.
"Okay, let's hear it!" Kurt beamed.
"First, we steal Triple H's nose!" Eddie started.
"What? How does that get us out of here?" Hunter snapped.
"Will you let me finish?" Eddie questioned with a serious face.
"As long as you don't steal my nose..." Hunter muttered.
"We'd need a forklift, Hunter." Stephanie hissed.
"How rude." Hunter commented.
"What a wimp." Jericho replied.
"Anyhow, then we lie to the script writers saying that we need to go to the hospital and put Hunter's nose back on his repulsive face." Eddie stated.
Everyone sat, or stood, in silence and thought over Eddie's plan.
"It could work." Jericho declared.
"WHAT! Are you kidding me? That is the worst plan EVER!" Hunter sneered.
"It is not!" Stephanie snapped.
"What is your problem?" Hunter asked in an angry tone.
"YOU!" Stephanie replied.
"What if it doesn't work?" Kurt asked.
"Then we cheat by unscrewing the hinges on the door." Eddie declared.
"Ah, nice back up, my friend!" Benoit declared.
"Thanks, man! It took a lot of thought." Eddie stated.
"It must have, but it's the worst plan I've EVER heard!" Trish snapped.
"Do you have any better plans?" Benoit asked.
"NO! But we'd be better off asking Stacy for a plan!" Trish hissed, pointing at Stacy, who was running around the room like a moron.
"Didn't you leave?" Shane questioned.
"Who?" Everyone replied.
"Stacy... We seen her leave... And you said Stephanie left!" Shane stated.
Stacy stopped and thought, "Who's Stephanie?"
"This is Stephanie!" Vince snapped, raising Stephanie's hand.
"I thought that was the nun lady!" Stacy replied.
"Nun lady?" Stephanie echoed.
Jericho crossed his arms, "I think I see the resemblance."
"SHUT UP!" Stephanie sneered.
-x-
Finally the group had all shut up; Hunter, once again, was at one side of the room and the rest of the occupants of the room on the other. Once again, Hunter was the outcast.
"I don't have a crush on any of you!" Hunter exclaimed.
"Sure you don't... That's what Matt said... But now we're together...!" Lita insisted.
"What? I never said that!" Matt snapped.
"Yes, you did!" Lita replied.
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did NOT!"
"Shut up... I'm not going to argue with you about something as stupid as a crush." Lita sneered.
"How rude." Matt mumbled.
"You're a wimp." Jeff stated.
"What?" Matt asked.
"What are you doing saying what?" Austin yelled.
"What?" Matt questioned.
"Boy, you're really asking for an ass whoopin'!" Austin hissed.
"What?" Matt shrieked.
He covered his mouth, however Austin still got up and jumped onto Matt and started punching him.
"That's illegal! Closed fist punching is illegal!" Vince yelled.
"SHUT UP!" Kane snapped.
"You shut up! You're fired!" Vince snapped.
"Like I care." Kane mumbled.
"Well fine... You're not fired..." Vince replied.
"That's what I thought." Kane stated.
"Dad! Make the, stop!" Stephanie whined.
"You're a brat." Lita replied.
"What is your problem?" Stephanie asked.
"You..." Lita snapped.
"Why can't we all just be friends!" Stacy yelled, covering her ears.
With all the fighting going on no one saw two more people enter the room.
"Put them over there." One of the men said.
"Okay, sir!" The janitor replied.
After the janitor placed the tables against the wall he exited the room, shutting the door behind him. That caused everyone to stop, by that time Austin had hit Matt enough to make him bleed and Stacy was still crazy.
"What the hell are you guys doing in here!" Bubba exclaimed.
"NOOOOO!" Trish yelled.
"What?" D-Von questioned.
"YOU SHUT THE DOOR!" Trish replied.
"Really now... We can open it just as easliy.." Bubba stated.
"Want to see?" D-Von teased.
Bubba grabbed onto the door knob and twisted the knob, which to everyone's suprise came off the door.
"Shit!" Bubba exclaimed.
"Crap." D-Von mumbled.
"Put it back on! Vince won't know!" Edge stated.
"I'm in here!" Vince snapped.
Bubba started whistling as he forced the knob back on, however the knob on the other side fell out.
"Well that sucks..." D-Von muttered.
"Didn't you two see the sign?" Kane asked.
"Oh don't you get started with that stupid sign again, you monkey!" Rock snapped.
"Why'd you two come in here anyway?" Christian asked.
"Tables... We had to store some tables... See!" Bubba replied, pointing to some tables.
They all glared at the tables and nodded, as if to say that they believed them.
"So ah, why are you all in here then?" D-Von asked.
"The door is stuck and now the door doesn't have a door knob." Jeff enlightened them.
"Really, that wasn't my fault." Bubba insisted.
"That sounds like a good storyline idea... Linda! Write that down! I can see it now! 'That Wasn't My Fault!' It's genius!" Vince exclaimed.
"Okay..." Everyone mumbled.
"That is the stupidest storyline idea I've ever heard." Austin snapped.
"Sure it is. You just want it for yourself... You... You idea stealer!" Vince sneered.
"Sure I do." Austin replied.
"See, I told you so." Vince muttered.
"Bubba, you do realize that we're stuck in here with these crazy people because of tables... Right?" D-Von asked.
"Now that you mention it... I didn't think of it like that... DAMN TABLES!" Bubba sneered, kicking one of the tables.
"It's okay... Just breathe." Kurt stated.
"Whatever, Kurt Angel." Jericho replied.
"It's Angle not Angel!" Kurt snapped.
"Kurt, just let it go." Benoit mumbled.
"Yeah, like Mr. Roboto said... Let it go." Jericho declared.
"Excuse me?" Benoit snapped.
"Holmes, just let the retard be retarded... We still have to figure out a plan on how we can get out of here." Eddie pointed out.
They all fell silent as everyone tried to think of a plan to escape this hell-hold.
"I got an idea!" Stacy exclaimed.
"And we don't want to hear it." Jericho replied.
"No really! It's a good idea!" Stacy insisted.
"And we still don't want to hear it." Jericho stated.
To Be Continued...
