Chapter 6!!!!!!!
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I'm so sorry for the really late update!!!!!! I had to do so much studying for the exams!!! Anyway, results are good and here's chapter 6:
Randy walked around the locker room alone with his hand on his forehead. "Darn it those sissies have Brooke! What am I gonna do?! What am I gonna do?!" he muttered.
Hulk Hogan entered the locker room and said "Brother, what are we gonna do?"
Randy looked at him and just turned away.
"Brother, I know how you feel. She's my daughter, in case you forgot."
"Hulk, we have to battle the Great Khali! He's gigantic! I bet the sissies will just attack us anyway!"
"Yeah, dude. I'm sure they will. They still have that short guy, the guy who was fired lots of times. He's a manager, right?"
"Yup. Daivari. Khosrow Daivari. First Muhhamad Hassan then Kurt Angle then Mark Henry then Khali. I wonder…"
"What??"
"I wonder… where Brooke is right now."
Champs Group locker…
"We're gonna show that stupid EX once and for all!" Kenny laughed.
"They have to face Khali! HAHAHA!" Mikey screamed.
"By the way, where's that girl?" asked Johnny.
"Oh. Brooke. Well, she's with Nicky somewhere. But we're not gonna do anything o her. We're just keeping her away from Hogan and Orton." Said Mitch.
The match's in two weeks, right?" Kenny asked.
"Yeah. Two more weeks till we show that EX." Mikey answered.
Triple H and Shawn Michaels were in another locker room, their old locker room when they were DX.
Triple H was looking at Shawn, who was wearing glasses and reading a really thick book.
"Shawn, what the heck are you doing?!" Triple H said.
Shawn looked up from his book. "Well, Hunter, there isn't anything better to do than read a book. Try reading one. It enriches your vocabulary."
Triple H, who was very annoyed and puzzled, went away to the EX locker room.
On his way, he was attacked by Edge and Johnny Nitro.
Triple H couldn't defend himself from them.
Out of the blue, John Cena appeared to help Triple H.
Cena and Triple H were winning until the referees came to stop them.
"Sheesh! They won't let you fight backstage and they won't let you fight in the ring! Well maybe a little in the ring, but you can't make it personal!" Cena said.
"Hey, thanks." Triple H said as Cena complained about the referees.
"No problem, dude."
Ric Flair and Batista were playing a game of checkers in the locker room until Triple H came in. "I ate yours! WOO!" Ric Flair shouted.
"Man, that one almost became a king!" Batista whined.
"Ric, Dave, what are you doing? Why is everyone suddenly so educational? Shawn's reading a book and enriching his vocabulary and you guys are playing checkers?!" Triple H screamed. He was scratching his head and he was really puzzled and annoyed.
Flair and Batista just smiled at him and continued their game.
Triple H rolled his eyes and got a bottle of water to drink.
In the ring, John Cena was rapping with his friend and cousin, Tha Trademarc.
"Yo, sissies! Check this out! Me and my cuz Trademarc wrote a very unusual rap about ya'll. There are two parts here and EX helped us here. Check this out."
Trademarc started the beat as John rapped.
"YO, let's start with Kenny, he looks like a freak.
Just lookin' at his big nose, my eyeballs could leak.
He sounds like an idiot just when he would speak.
Aha!
Now, here's Mikey the extremely weird one.
If I had the chance, I'd really get a gun.
My ears ache bad just hearin' him talk
I'd make him get eaten by the Trademarc's hawk.
Mitch, he's a wannabe, he won't shut his mouth
His name ain't end with 'ey' he's the odd one out
He brings around some loser cone, which makes us stunned
He should put it on his head and just write DUNCE
The biggest loser of them all has gotta be Johnny
He's the worst Kung Fu fighter, he looks like a bunny
Ain't no way he'd cross me, I'm harder than steel
He'll lose all his matches, that's what I'd deal
We can't forget Nicky, the only one straight
He just wants to be like me, but he can't cross my gate
We all know it was Helen, who sailed a thousand ships
Well this guy sunk 'em, I ain't payin' no tips
If you five are dating, that's a heck of a Fatal Five Way
And from what it shows, you must be gay
You jumping around make us feel like we're in a flee drum
Hope it's not contagious, you're disease called Sissy Syndrome
Umaga Khali, You two monsters are so lame, but we seen better straight
And you beasts ain't champ-worthy, you're just feather weight
Oh I must say yo moms came home so late
I think that freaky weird Mr.McMahon was their only date
Let's see what buddy Trademarc now has to say
I'll close the door, coz now Chain Gang, it's the end of the day"
Trademarc:
"Well, cuz ya know, these sissies really suck
When they use that microphone, all they do is cluck
They all look like chickens that hadn't laid eggs
The Ice Age would melt, just lookin' at their legs.
Don't get me started with Edge, he shouldn't be champ no more
He'll just lose to my cuz and he's still a boar
His girlfriend Lita, ain't pretty at all
I'd rather go fishing or go to the hall
Nitro's a loser. He ain't win with no cheating
His girl Melina's desperate that's why she ain't leaving
Hey Nitro, why are you hiding under yo girl's skirts?
You think you know how to kiss, but what u do is some newbie flirts
I gotta confess, yo just a champ cause of Coach
You little loser, you're just a defenseless roach
Edge, you're a champ, Gosh you must be too high on whisky and beer
And if you think you got a strong move, it surely ain't the spear
Edge the Sissie, with a bad deserved title to show
He just got it because his girlfriend is nothing but a...
Well John, ain't nothing more I could say
You were right, close the door but don't hit the hay."
"Yo! Wassup sissies! Ya'll sissies!! Ya'll heard our rap? This isn't only from us, but from Evolution X! And Edge, the Champ is here! If you want some, come get some!! AHA!" Cena said.
EX was watching the rap and was laughing.
"Hahaha! Kenny's nose really is freaky." Flair laughed.
"Yeah, Nicky, the only one straight! Hilarious!" Batista screamed.
Champs Group…
"That extremely stupid loser! Cena! My nose isn't big!" Kenny said.
Everyone looked at him and gave him a look saying "… It is…"
"Yeah, and I am not ugly! I do not look ugly!" Lita shouted, looking at Edge who agreed and said "John Cena cannot me! I'm the rated r superstar"
"It doesn't matter anyway. You know why? Because they're gonna pay when they fight The Great Khali." Mikey smirked.
Cena Trademarc discussion…
"That was hilarious! You said it, dude!" Cena said as he changed his shirt.
"Yeah, that rap was awesome!!!!" We were great!!!!!!!" Trademarc said.
"Anyway, let's get going"
Bell rings
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring from St. Louis Missouri, Randy Orton!"
After that, the crowd was silent.
"From India, The Great Khali!"
As the great Khali walked down the aisle, Randy had chills down his spine and even bigger ones when The Great Khali himself was looking down at him with a stare down.
The match began.
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