Pairing/Character: Lita/Orton, Trish/Cena
Disclaimer: I own not but any eccentric OC's that I decide to put in their path.
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Summary: We'll just take the scenic route.
Spoilers: None really...setting this in the Summer of 2006
Author Notes: Reply to a challenge about a road trip (at the litafics community)...and making everyone the same age, more or less ignoring storylines so.. buckle up and enjoy the ride.
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Trish and Lita exchanged a look once they had left the corporate headquarters. At first, when Vince had requested their presence, they had been under the impression that they were in some sort of trouble.. But, when it had been Shane to call them in, that thought had left their minds.. Only to re-enter when he set a thick manila envelope on the desk.. Almost cautiously,Lita had reached for it.. The younger McMahon starting to ramble about the contents before she even had a chance to open it. The envelope --and most of the contents therein-- was now tucked underneath Trish's arm, the corporate credit card in Lita's wallet.
"So," Trish shifted her weight from foot to foot, "really, really, long promotional tour.."
"Lightened house show schedule to accomodate the tour.." A beat passed, "I almost thought hewas joking when he said we were only slated for Saturday and Sunday house shows, plus RAW...that's a three day work week... kinda."
"Well yeah, but this promotional tour starts in Olympia, Washington and goes to Los, Angeles California. Ending with a fan event at Disneyland." The blonde woman bit her lower lip, "this could be fun."
"Depending on who we're with," Lita put in thoughtfully. "But yeah.. This could be a lot of fun."
Trish's forehead etched in thought, "well.. Our itinerary isn't that set in stone. Sure, we have the base schedule of appearances and when we're supposed to be in certain cities, but..We do have time to go do stuff."
Lita nodded slowly, "stuff like sightseeing touristy stuff? Or stuff like offbeat and whacky stuff?"
The Canadian diva beamed, "both.. Definitely both."
"I just wish we knew who we were traveling with."
Trish nodded her agreement, "we'll find out on day one I suppose. Shane didn't say anything about meeting them here so.."
"Time to pack.. A lot." Lita frowned, "I just hope I don't go over the luggage limit."
Trish rolled her eyes good naturedly, "I'm more likely to do that then you are, Li."
Lita shrugged, "you never know. I mean, this schedule starts this Thursday and goes for a little over a month. I mean, the Pacific coast? That isn't exactly small blondie."
"Maybe not, but, we did the East coast, didn't we?" Trish waved it off nonchalantly, "and we survived that just fine. Plus, we don't have to deal with annoying camera crews this time around."
Lita arched an eyebrow, "Not all of the time, but, just fine? How about having to hitchhike in New Jersey because we lost our rental car? Or did you have another one of your mental lapses?"
"Hmm," Trish chewed on her lower lip in thought, "I suppose we should get a rental car from one of the major companies then.. one less thing to worry about."
Lita smirked, "really? I thought we would walk from city to city.. Or maybe put those brooms to good use."
Trish stuck out her tongue, "you're the Wicked Witch, not me."
"Like you're as sweet and innocent as you claim?" Lita snorted in disbelief when Trish nodded, "you just keep deluding yourself then, honey."
Trish nudged her best friend playfully, "I'll see you on Thursday then?"
Lita nodded, "see you in Olympia."
Two days later- Olympia, Washington.
Trish and Lita, despite their intent of meeting in Olympia, had run into each other in Denver To their surprise, their respective flights had connected in Denver, the two women then trading seats in order to sit with each other for the flight to Olympia...Well, techincally it was the Seattle-Tacoma Airport, but, that wasn't the point. Once they had deplaned, their first order of business ...after collecting their luggage anyway ... was finding a rental car and locating their travel partners for this crazy promotional tour. During their flight, the two had come to the conclusion that this was like a last hurrah...but, neither diva wanted to look at it that way.. Instead viewing it as a summer vacation. A paid vacation with a lot of appearances but still, it was a vacation.
Trish swept her hair from her face, "any guesses as to who we're traveling with?"
Lita shrugged, "I haven't the faintest idea.. It could be anyone."
The blonde woman nodded, the pair starting to head for the baggage claim when Trish stopped "Is that John Cena?"
"Is his foot in his mouth?"
Trish elbowed the redhead in the side, "I'm serious.." She nodded to the general direction, "I could be seeing things but, I think that's him."
Lita arched an eyebrow, "the next house show is in this area, Trish."
The Canadian diva rolled her eyes, "I know that but.. not until Saturday."
"Maybe he's here early?" Lita frowned when Trish grabbed her elbow, "where are you dragging me?"
"I'm curious."
"Nosy."
"Same difference." Trish waited until the admiring group of ring rats had left the dark haired superstar.. "Hey John."
The man in question hesitated before turning around, a look of relief washing over his face "Hey Trish...Lita."
Trish shifted her weight back, "you're here...early. The house show isn't scheduled for Tacoma until Saturday."
John nodded, removing his hat briefly to run a hand over his hair. "I know.. I got sent here by Shane O'Mac. Last minute thing or whateva'."
Lita cringed, "promotional tour with a ton of stops from here to the City of Angels?"
Cena blinked, "how'd ya know?"
Trish gestured between herself and the redhead, "same deal.. He gave us the schedule and the corporate credit card on Tuesday."
"Oh," John hefted up his carry-on. "I'm supposed to be lookin' for Orton.. He has another copy of the schedule."
Lita frowned, "and when did you two find out?"
"Yesterday.. Shane O called me up, tellin' me to fly out to Seattle early. Didn' really say too much as to why, jus' that I was goin' on some promotional tour wit' Orton and two of the divas."
"Great," Lita jammed her hands in the pockets of her jean shorts, "just perfect."
John rolled his eyes at the redhead, "look.. I ain't gonna bite ya, alright? Can't make any promises where Orton's concerned, but I ain't gonna bite."
Trish nudged the redhead, "it could be worse."
"How?"
"Ya could be stuck wit' Umugly and Armando I'm Annnnnoying Estraaaaada." A beat passed, "last I knew, Randy's flight was gettin' in around the same time as mine. Meanin' he should be at the baggage claim by now."
Trish grinned, "we were heading that way already.. And then seeing about a rental car for the trip."
"One with plenty of trunk space."
John arched an eyebrow, "why? You got a lotta bags wit' ya?"
Lita smiled sweetly, "no.. I intend on putting someone in the trunk if they get on my nerves."
Trish rolled her eyes, "Lita.. no need to get hostile.. We haven't even left the airport yet" She brightened, "I know.. We'll get a mini-van. That way we have plenty of room for everyone."
John shot her a curious look, "there's only gonna be four of us."
"She means plenty of room for everyone and their luggage."
The West Newbury native nodded slowly, the trio finally reaching the baggage claim. "An speakin' of luggage.. There's Orton."
Trish smiled, "good.. That means we're all here and once we get our luggage and the rental car, we can get going."
Lita buried her face in her hand, "yippy skippy."
"What was that?"
Lita flashed her best friend a smile, "I'll be right there."
"Why?"
"I need to find a place to scream and check my sanity."
"Again, why?"
"Because, if I check it now, I won't have to worry about losing it five minutes from now."