this one isnt too long. this is way back when the guerreros were tag team, if u havent noticed. good times, well enjoy

Chapter 7

Smackdown Enemy Number One

"Do you wanna go back to the party?" Melanie asked as the two walked through the forest holding hands. Brock shrugged.

"I don't know. How is everybody? Are they gonna sharpen their pitch forks and light their torches?" He asked sarcastically. Melanie shrugged.

"When I left, everyone was pretty calm. It shouldn't be a problem."

When Brock and Melanie arrived back at Eddie's house, the only people sitting outside were Chavo and Eddie Guerrero, Kurt Angle and Rey Mysterio.

"Hey guys, guess who's back?" Melanie said, trying to sound enthusiastic. All four of them looked up.

"Hey Brock, how ya feelin' bro?" Rey asked, extending his hand. Brock gladly shook it and smiled.

"Alright, just had a little, uh…well I needed some alone time." He said quietly. Rey nodded. Torrie Wilson stuck her head out from behind a screen door.

"Rey! Could you hook up the video games for Dominic?" she said. She spotted Brock and quickly retreated back into the house. Rey nodded.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He said as he left his seat. Just then Chavo and Eddie Guerrero quickly surrounded Brock and Melanie. Eddie placed his arm around Melanie.

"Hey, what's up mamacita? How are you two huh?" He asked. Melanie laughed.

"Fine Eddie, just fine. We were just…hey, have you two seen my wallet?" Mel asked. She searched her pockets and looked at Eddie and Chavo, who were not making eye contact with her.

"Who? Us?" Chavo said, backing away from her with one hand behind his back.

"No way esse, I haven't seen it." Eddie said backing away with Chavo. Melanie began running towards them.

"GIMMIE BACK MY WALLET YOU THIEVS! YO NO PUEDO CREER QUE USTED ROBO MI CARTERA…AY DIOS MIOS QUE VOY A…" Melanie screamed while chasing Los Guerreros. Brock sighed. It was never a good thing when Melanie started speaking Spanish. He sat down while Melanie continued chasing them around the backyard. Unexpectedly, Kurt Angle approached Brock with his video camera on.

"So Lesnar, tell us how it feels to destroy the million dollar princess herself, Stephanie McMahon." Kurt said while filming. Brock glared at him.

"I don't have to explain myself to you or anyone else Kurt." He said firmly. Angle turned off the camera and sat down next to Brock.

"Listen Brock, we're cool right?" Kurt asked. Brock nodded.

"Yeah, we're cool." He said. Kurt smiled.

"Good. Then as your friend…what's up man? You seem really out of it lately, and this afternoon with Stephanie? I'm worried about you." He said with concern. Brock sat back in his chair as the phone inside the house rang.

"I'm fine Kurt, I've just got a lot on my mind with tomorrow's match and everything. I just need some time to…fix things, ya know?" Kurt shook his head.

"No I don't know…what do you mean fix things?" Kurt asked. At that moment, Los Guerreros came bursting in with Melanie in hot pursuit.

"I did not have just four dollars in my wallet Chavo, give it all back!" Melanie shouted. Kurt got his camera out again and began filming Melanie chasing Los Guerreros and shouting Spanish profanities.

"This is gold." Kurt said happily. Brock got up and started chasing the Guerreros alongside Melanie. Brock and Mel tackled both Guerreros to the ground and retrieved Melanie's missing forty-five dollars. Brock began tickling Melanie when Torrie popped her head out of the second story window.

"Brock! Vince McMahon was just on the phone. He wants to see you in his office now." Torrie said gravely. Brock's smile vanished as he quickly got up and headed towards his car.

"Brock wait! Can't it wait till tomorrow morning?" Melanie asked. Brock turned around.

"No. I've…gotta go now. I'll see you tomorrow ok?" He said quickly. Melanie nodded and watched as her boyfriend pulled out of the driveway.

Kurt Angle came up behind Melanie and stood next to her.

"I'm worried Kurt." She whispered. Kurt nodded.

" I think I need to have a little talk with Mr. Vince McMahon."

uh oh