Chapter Two: Trish's Decision

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"Sure Rose, just close the door." Trish said with a hint of concern in her voice. Closing her lab top, she had her eyes on her daughter that looked shockingly similar to her. Creepy.

"Mom, even though I'm young, and after I finish my schooling at High school next year… um…. I was wondering, well, since I'm your daughter, and part of the Stratus legacy, I was hoping that you and Ron wouldn't mind if, if I became a WWE diva, just like you, mom. After finishing her speech, she now looked up into her mother's deep brown loving eyes. She was hoping for the worst to befall her, but then again, this was her mother she was talking about. Her whole family was very well of, still living off of the money that her mother hade made back in the day. The look on her mothers face is what shocked her. Trish was looking at her slightly taller daughter, and she had a look of understanding on her face, she was smiling, and her eyes were sparkling with an intense look in her eye as if it were her getting back into the ring once again. Her response is what she expected though. "Its all right honey with me honey, and if it were you and I alone, you would go in right away, but seeing how you have a stepfather now, you have to ask him as well."

Rose looked like she had gotten hit by a bus, but with that same determined look in her eye, she asked, "Can we go over to Christian's so that the both of you can train me in his ring? I mean, you used to be a manager for him, and I was wondering if you two, could you know, give me pointers?" she asked her mom. Trish, smiling replied, "Of course Rose, lets grab a few of my old wrestling attire, and then we'll go." Beaming down at her mom, and gave her a huge hug. Trish was not expecting this, as she fell down to the ground. Laughing, Rose helped Trish up and they went into the room that was and is still Trish's closet. Going back down the spiraling stairs, Trish scribbled down for Ron, telling him that she and Rose were over at Christian's, holding both cells, wrestling attire, and water bottles. It was a long drive to his house, 45 minutes, and so they got prepared as they hopped into Rose's black mustang convertible.

Pacing the ground floor of his house, he was wondering how long it would be till his Girlfriend Rose was going to call. Just as he was about to pick up his phone when his cell phone started ringing. He glanced at the caller id and smirked when he saw that it was Rose Stratus. Picking it up he walked over to his back yard ring, he answered.

"Hey babe, it's me Rose."

"Ya, fine, don't say hi." He replied jokingly.

Rose snickered cause her phone was on her speakerphone so that she and her mom could hear. Rolling her eyes, Trish just shook her head and grimaced.

"Ya. I love you to. Anyway, I was…. ok, we were wondering of we could come over to practice in your ring, so that the both of you could train me?''

"Hmmm…. It depends on who this "we" is." Christian replied.

Trish at this time took the chance to speak up.

" Funny, Christian that you don't seem to remember who I am."

"Chris Jericho?"

"No, Christian, it's me, Trish."

"Oh, hey Trish! So how's life treating you?"

"Well get to that later, anyway, could we borrow your ring, Rose wants to train to become a WWE diva."

"Awesome, sure, why not?"

"Ok, just put on of your ring attire, and well be their in about 15 minutes. Oh, and before you ask, Rose already has an out fit. It looks like the last outfit I wore, except for the fact that it's black, and not white."

"Ok Trish, 15 minutes from now? Ok, ill be out back. When you come here, just let yourself in, and get changed and I'll meet your two gorgeous ladies outback.

Trish was about to say something before Rose cut her off.

"Ok, see ya there Christian. Love you lots!"

"Ok, see ya soon sexy." He replied as he hung up.

Thank god that Rose had turned of her speakerphone right when he said that.

15 minutes later

"Ok, Mom, lets go get changed!" Rose replied sounding excited as she got both out fits from the trunk.

"Fine, no more starbucks for a while though." She joked.

"MOM!" Rose screeched.

Christian was about to go to see what was taking the ladies so long, when they walked out, with Rose having a glum expression on her face. "For the last time Mom, this outfit makes me look fat."

"And for the last time Rose, I have the same exact outfit…almost, and it doesn't make me look fat, and since you're my daughter, it shouldn't make you look fat either." Trish said, her face all red, probably from laughing her ass off. Christian smirked at the two. Rose noticed this and shoot him a dirty look. Smiling, he just shrugged. Rose couldn't help but smile as she ran into Christian's opened arms. Let's see what you've got sweetheart." He replied as they kissed. "One more of those, and I swear it'll be the death of me." Trish exclaimed with a smirk. Rose went over and slapped her mother's arm, because Trish was about to keel over from so much laughter.

"Ok, Rose, why don't you and I go first, and see what my own daughter has against me." Trish said seriously. "Fine, lets go Mother." Rose said bored. Christian just shook his head. Rose didn't know what was going to hit her.

Trish was in the ring, making sure that the tape was on tight around her wrists. Rose just looked at her mom with interest as she took of her mother's coat. Keeping eye contact with her mother, she smoothed out her outfit. And to her shock, it didn't make her look fat. Weird. Her outfit was like the one her mother wore during Unforgiven. Except Rose's was black outlined with white, and the ties on her boots were a very pale blue. Christian gulped; trying hard not took look at Rose's body as her outfit defined her curves.

They both looked ready to go, and so he rung the bell. This was probably going to be a very good match.

They two woman circled each other, and then they locked fingers, Trish had the advantage, bring Rose down to her knees, but got a good aimed kick to the stomach from rose, so Trish was now down. Rose went over and pulled her mother to her feet. The two Strauss's each exchanged right forearms. Rose went to the top rope, looking for a moon sault splash. Christian gulped. This was not good. Trish was now going to apptempt the StratuSphere, and then head into the Chic Kick. This was not good at all. Trish then headed for the StratuSphere, but Rose kicked both feet down and went for the moon sault splash, but was caught for the Stratus Faction. With Trish pointing one finger into the air, it looked like Rose was going to go down, and go down hard. But Rose somehow revered it, and nailed her with the Russian Leg-Sweep. But instead of covering Trish, Rose went over to the top turnbuckle to stretch out one of her legs. Trish stood up right behind her, so Rose did a back flip and wrapped both legs around her mother's neck. It looked like she was going for the MaTrish Revolutionary head Scissors, and it went out like that. But instead of letting go, Rose had some how managed to propel herself higher and then, with her mothers head and neck trapped in between Roses feet, she did a back bridge, and her Trish screaming in pain as it stretched her midriff, then Rose went back to the head scissors position, and slammened Trish face into the mat. She went for the cover, but Trish kicked out at two and a half. Rose shocked that she didn't get the win, fell victim to the Chic Kick. Trish got a count of 2 ½, and this time, Rose tried the Chic Kick, but using a little more passaz. Doing a cartwheel, she scored, but didn't hit hard enough. She fell victim to the Stratification, and s her mom, Trish Stratus won the match.

Trish and Christian helped her daughter up.

"Wow, Rose, that was one hell of a match." Trish said. "Ya" Christian agreed. " I mean, you have been training with your Mom. I could tell. And I've never known anyone that was that tough enough to take two Chick Kicks to the head."

Rose just barely managed a weak smile to the both of them. " Thank you, the both of you. Christian, you are right. Mom and I have been training a little."

"we'll, why don't you guys stay for dinner, and then head home. It's already late, and why wait an extra 45 plus minutes to have dinner?" Christian suggested.

"I guess that would be ok. Let me just call Ron to let him know." Trish said

Just then, a car pulled up, and the driver stepped out. It was Ron, and he did not look happy, holding the note and storming over too all three. Christian was holding Rose protectively, and Trish stood beside Christian.

"Trouble." Rose muttered.

Ok, well, there's the close to chapter two. Hope you guys liked it. And thank you all of reviewers. There's more where that came from, I promise, just more reviews, please?