What's The Worst That Could Happen?

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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 Sixteen - We're Free!

We successfully built this thing that people call a lock picker.. Took us a while seeing how we had to get Stacy to hand over her bobbing pin. We weren't sure why we didn't try this before.. It seemed easy enough. Maybe too easy. I glared around the room, nothing specious what-so-ever. Save for Triple H trying to hump Randy, though John kicked him in the balls and threatened him. He was sick of Randy all over his girlfriend apparently. Lita enjoyed the attention Randy gave her.. Probably wanted to sleep with him. That whore. Sorry, back to getting out... Wait... When the hell did Hurricane get here? And when did Stacy and Edge start dating? Wait.. Wasn't Stacy MY girlfriend, damnit! Oh well.. One last thing to worry about.

"AH! This doesn't work!" Jericho complained.

"Try... Christian's head!" Edge suggested as he wrapped an arm around Stacy.

I jumped at the sudden suggestion, "NO! You cannot use MY head! You stole MY girlfriend!"

"You wanted Lita..." Edge pointed out.

"Still! She's going to go home with Orton tonight!" I complained.

"Yeah!" Randy agreed.

"What!" John snapped, smacking Randy.

"I mean NO!" Randy disagreed.

After that everyone pretty much fell silent, save for Jericho kicking at the door.. He even started scratching it like a dog. Haha.. Dog.. Sorry.. Anyhow, like I was saying.. I turned into superman and I smashed through the door! Wow! How awesome am I? Wait.. No! Not superman... Captain Charisma! Yeah!

"Oh I like that!" Vince exclaimed.

Hey! What the fuck! Get out of my thoughts! I smacked Vince with Jeff's skittle bag, while Jeff began to scream in agony as he hugged the bag to his chest.

"NO!" Jeff screamed.

Matt only stared, though I really hate Matt.. He smells.. His nose is...stupid.. Like..Triple H's.. Yeah.. If I were to be a matchmaker I'd pair them together.. Two stupid noses.. I could make a reality series... Call it "Two Stupid Noses".. Like that cartoon "Two Stupid Dogs"... That was a good movie... I mean cartoon.

"How are we supposed to get out of here when you just sit there drooling, Christian! MOVE!" Benoit snarled.

"Yeah, before I use my three I's to kill you!" Kurt threatened.

"Three eyes?"

"Yes - No! Wait.. Define I's..."

"Like.. the thing you look with?" I offered.

"NO! I as in the letter I! Idiot!" Kurt slapped at me.

"Ese, want to make a bet?" Eddie asked.

"No, I remember last time I made a bet!" I shrieked in horror at the mere mention.

After I played patty cake they had come up with another idea.. But it didn't have anything to do with Captain Charisma.. God that sucks. I wish I had a cat… I wonder where Fluffy went… Jeff is still crying about that skittles bag, what a pussy. Matt is…What the fuck…Matt and Hunter…Eww! Good god! I'm scared for life after seeing that shit! I covered my eyes, trying to block out the image. While everyone else looked disgusted, but Randy looked relieved. I don't really get why, he seems gay to me.. But then again, he is going to screw Lita tonight. Lucky bastard. I wonder how long we could stay here without food.. Wait.. We don't have food? What the fuck! How am I still alive? Edge lied! He said I'd blow up without food.. That bastard.

"You lied." I stated.

Edge rolled his eyes, "About what?"

"About not eating… You said I'd blow up!"

"Liar."

"No! You lied! Liar!"

"Whatever. I seen it on the discovery channel." Edge waved me off.

"Really?" I questioned further.

"Yeah, it was a documentary... Or wait.. No I think it was on Comedy Central or something." Edge shrugged.

"Oh, okay." I muttered, not understanding what he was talking about. "Jeff? Where's Fluffy?"

Jeff glared at me, "Fluffy? I think she climbed through the vents.. They sent her in there! Damn them! I bet she got eaten by a killer goat or something!"

"Killer goat?" Benoit coughed, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, KILLER! Deadly!" Jeff started doing karate moves like a fag.

"Fag." I muttered.

"Meanie!" Jeff began to cry.

I stared at him, a grown man..Crying. That pussy. Anyhow, Stacy and Edge went to the bathroom. Don't know why, though. Jericho is starting to yell at Matt and Triple H for kissing.. I wonder why. No, actually I don't really care. Lita was being fought over by John and Randy. Orton probably wanted to protect himself from me.. Me and my Star Wars-like fighting moves! Hell yeah! Captain Charisma.. I dance around the room, I rock, that's all I know. Then, I run into a wall… Shit, that sucked. By the time I got up Jericho and Kurt had picked the lock! Oh my god! We're FREE! FREE I TELL YOU! FREE! The door opened, everyone rushed out. Stacy fell to the ground and screamed 'land' again.

"Well, now that we're free.. You're all fired." Vince stated sternly.

"Shit."

-x-

"Hey…Christian…Christian…CHRISTIAN! WAKE UP!" Edge screamed, slapping his brother.

"AH!" Christian shrieked, sitting up quickly. "Where am I?"

"Where you've always been." Edge replied blankly.

Christian looked around and sure enough.. He was still inside the locker room! And that was just one odd dream. But the weird part was that Matt and Triple H sure as hell were sitting close, that in fact scared Christian. And Randy was looking at the ceiling, Lita sat on John's lap, rather than Randy on her lap. Kane was poking at Fluffy, who kept hissing at him. Jeff was trying to tell Kane that Fluffy didn't like him and that she'd bite him, sure enough Fluffy bit Kane a few seconds later. Stephanie, Shane, Linda and Vince were doing some sort of family prayer, but with Stacy.. Which was pretty weird, Stephanie and Shane kept staring at her. Kurt, Benoit, Eddie and Jericho had taken it upon themselves to play a game of poker. Rock and Austin were picking on Matt and Triple H for being gay together - odd again. Austin kept spitting beer at them, then stopped when they looked 'turned on' by it.

"How many cracks are in the ceiling?" Randy asked.

"I tried that before!" Torrie exclaimed, jumping up and then sitting down next to him. "There aren't any."

"What about me?" Rob pouted, Torrie ignored him as she smiled at Randy.

"Really? It seems like a weird project to pursue." Randy nodded.

"Yeah, it was! But it was worth it." Torrie smiled, recalling her experience before she became smart. "I'm smart now."

"Oh my god! Really? I've never met a smart person--"

"Excuse me?" John coughed. "What 'bout me?"

"You're not smart."

"Yes, I am!" John exclaimed, crossing his arms.

"No, you're not."

"Whatever, guys. Stop fighting." Lita snarled, sending both a warning look.

"Fine." The two muttered, going back to their previous activities.

Meanwhile, Austin and Rock had gotten bored. So they went off to watch the card game.

"You know, this card game could use.. Violence, beer and a little Stone Cold Steve Austin!" Austin exclaimed as he plopped down next to Jericho.

"Hey! No looking!" Jericho exclaimed as Austin tried to look at his hand.

"Jericho's got two aces."

"AUSTIN!"

"Thanks, man." Eddie smirked, putting in some chips. "I raise you two chips!"

"I'm out." Kurt sighed, placing his cards done on the floor.

"Me too, another bad hand." Benoit shrugged.

"Well, I'll put in two chips, but raise you three!" Jericho grinned.

"Alright, ese. Prepare to lose."

"Oh, I won't be losing, not this time."

"What's the win, loss statistics?" Rock inquired.

"Eddie's won every game." Benoit replied, blinking as he stared at the chips.

"Wow, anyone find that a little..weird?" Rock questioned, smirking.

"Yeah, actually, I do! EDDIE!" Kurt snapped, glaring at the other man.

"Ese, you sayin' I'm cheating?" Eddie asked, appalled.

"Um, no?" Kurt mumbled, ashamed.

"Good." Eddie muttered, placing his cards down. "Read them and weep boys.. Full house."

"Damnit! Again!" Jericho exclaimed. "I LOST AGAIN!"

"With good reason.. You had two aces, a two, a three and a nine." Austin nodded his head.

"That isn't good?"

"Nope."

"Damnit! Eddie you lied! This isn't a good way to play poker!" Jericho cried.

"Well, ese, no one said you had to listen to me." Eddie smirked.

"I can't believe you don't know how to play poker." Kurt shook his head.

Suddenly the Dudley boys plopped down, "We're in!"

"Okay, Austin? Rock?"

"Count us in." Rock smirked.

"Yeah, we're going to kick your asses!" Austin took a drink of his beer.

"Wait! Don't start! I wanna play!" Stacy exclaimed.

"NO!" All the men said at once.

Edge, Christian, Jeff and Kane also joined the group. The group of men playing strict poker, while Stacy, Torrie, Trish and Stephanie played goldfish. To Eddie's disliking his strategy of cheating was ruined by the amount of players, therefore Eddie stopped winning. Jeff, Devon, Kane and Christian kept winning.. Despite the fact that only Devon knew how to play.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Sorry if it wasn't funny or good… Hehe, did you like the title? I thought it was great! Lol, thanks for reading.. Now go and review! And now, this story will have 100 reviews! Doesn't that make you happy?