I'm sorry that I haven't posted anything in the past few weeks. I've been really busy, I lost internet connection for a few weeks due to my internet going out, and then I had to move... but I'm back. Most of this chapter was inspired by jcott3, who if you haven't noticed, was a huge part of this entire process. So, a lot of thanks go out to jcott3.
CHAPTER NINE
The crowd was restless as they sat back down. They had been told that after the commercial break, they would find out the new name of the returning Divas' group, and had since SmackDown been talking about it. No one referred to them as anything but "the returning Divas," but assumed that they had a name.
Suddenly, "Rockstar 101" began to play, and the crowd began to cheer and boo. This was coupled up with the TitanTron of all of their studios and even some older matches thrown together, and clips of them exiting a limousine in the parking lot.
Then, out came all seven of the Divas, dressed in more casual clothing, but all of it definitely high-quality designer. Trish carried a microphone in her right hand and smiled, waving out to all of them. Mickie was at her heels, carrying a clipboard and a microphone as well, with Lita next to her. The other four girls followed behind.
They all got into the ring in an orderly fashion, following Trish and Mickie in a straight line as they went up the steel steps and got into the ring. Mickie and Trish took places front and center, Lita taking Victoria's spot in the lineup this time around as Trish began to speak into her microphone and the crowd quieted down.
"Over the past week or so, the rumor mill's been spitting out that all of you want to know who and what we really are? Am I right?" The audience cheered and Trish smiled, nodding a bit before speaking again. "Though I'm more than happy to have been compared to the likes of some of the greatest stables of all time within the WWE, I've heard that you all want to know who we really are… Not just some knockoffs. Well, am I wrong? Do you want to know who we are?" They cheered again, and Trish smiled, handing the speaking off to Mickie as she looked down at her clipboard.
"The Diva Nexus, and/or the Dexus."
Trish shook her head. "The Nexus wishes they were us."
"Lega-She."
"Maybe if we had Stacy Keibler…" Trish began, and the crowd began to cheer for Stacy, before Trish commented, "If she knew how to wrestle, that is."
"Diva-Lution."
Behind Mickie, the shenanigans had begun, as the other five girls in DEAR struck the 'Evolution of Man' poses, moving from Neanderthal man to current man, and Trish sang, "The Diva-Lution is a mystery…"
"That's copyrighted, let's not get sued now," Mickie joked as she nudged Trish, and began to speak again. "The Seven Horsewomen."
All seven girls of DEAR held up seven fingers-four on their left hands, three on their right-and shouted, "Wooo!" in the style of Ric Flair himself.
"The Diva World Order."
The girls of DEAR sang the NWO theme song, ending with Trish saying, "For life." as all of the girls struck a "NWO 4 Life" sign.
"Trish's Devils." The five girls in the back put their index fingers up on the tops of their heads like devil horns, with devilish, but coy, smirks on their lips.
"That's my favorite," Trish commented, getting laughter all around.
"And, my personal favorite, are you ready?" The crowd shouted, but Mickie shook her head, bending down a bit as she shouted, "Are you ready?!" The crowd screamed and she stood up. "D-va-Generation X!"
The girls in the ring joined together for a big, "Suck it!" and they all laughed before Mickie took her place back next to Trish, and Trish began to speak again.
"If I could truthfully tell you all that I liked any of your guesses, I would tell you. But I won't lie to all of you poor people. Now, since none of you have seen it yet, can I have a shot of our new nameplate please, for our official entrance video?"
The girls in the ring all turned to face the TitanTron, and four letters appeared. Victoria began to speak then, having taken the microphone from Trish. "We are DEAR, D.E.A.R. The word DEAR is made up of four letters, all of which we have decided stand for something, which represents part of our group." She handed the microphone to Ashley.
"The letter D stands for diligence. We are careful and persistent, and we put all of our effort into our work, constantly."
Maria took the microphone then, continuing to spell out their name. "The E stands for entertaining. We vow that we will come out here every week to entertain all of you in the WWE Universe. That doesn't mean that we'll come out here, get down on our hands and knees, and crawl around on these filthy-ass arena floors to make sure that you all have a good time. But we will make sure that your money is well-spent."
"The A stands for arrogance," Candice Michelle stated, a smirk on her lips. "I promise that we can pass that test. We're all more than arrogant, actually, but unlike the Nexus, we all can actually back up our claims, time after time after time. If we say that we deserve more attention than someone else, we will come out here and we will prove it. We won't just say it."
The microphone finally came back to Lita then, and they were all standing in a line once more. "The R stands for ready, because we are ready for anything and everything. DEAR has to know what's coming and we have to be able to stand up for ourselves, and the other members of our group. Should something go wrong? We're always going to be there. If we're outnumbered, we're going to beat them regardless. DEAR is about proving you don't have to be a bimbo to be a Diva, which is something all of us believe. We are DEAR, and we would like to welcome you to the new World Wrestling Entertainment."
Holla, holla!
Kelly Kelly herself walked out onto the stage then, dressed in a pink and black attire, no fear showing in her eyes or her walk as she took her place at the top of the ramp. She wasn't smiling, but still waved to the crowd as she put the microphone she'd brought out up to her lips. "Well, DEAR… I could tell you that I like you, but I don't want to lie to you poor girls." She stuck out her bottom lip as Trish rolled her eyes, and then took a deep breath before looking down at the brunette co-leader of the group. "I'd like to issue you a challenge. Any one of you against me, tonight."
DEAR, in the ring, laughed at her, but Kelly stood her ground. Trish noticed this, and nodded a bit. "You aren't afraid of us?" Kelly shook her head. "Huh. You, who have failed time and time again to be good enough to win any sort of championship. You, who have no idea what it is to actually be a wrestler, but who still call yourself one. Face it, Kelly, you're nothing but a worthless whore whose 'big move' is pulling those short-shorts up your ass and rubbing it in people's faces. You're a pathetic waste of space, and I'd like to stomp out any hope you have myself. I'll teach you some manners, do you hear me?"
Mickie, still holding her microphone, stepped up. "No, no, Trish. I don't want you to have to waste your energy on this…" she waved her hand around in the air, searching for a word. "Trash. She's not worth breaking a sweat on. I'll take the match, Kelly."
Kelly set her microphone down right there and started to walk to the ring as her theme began playing once again, the other members of DEAR getting out of the ring as Mickie rolled the sleeves on her plaid button-up and tied the bottom so that it would stay up. She adjusted the boots she was wearing and smirked at Kelly.
"I'll still kick your ass," she taunted as a referee ran down to the ring and slid in, motioning for the timekeeper to ring the bell.
Trish took a seat at commentary as this happened, taking a headset and putting it on her head but not speaking while Cole and Lawler tried talking to her.
"So, what exactly is the point of DEAR?" Jerry Lawler asked as Mickie and Kelly dove in for the lockup and Mickie threw Kelly toward her own corner, where DEAR was standing around the edges. "I mean, you never did explain."
Trish rolled her eyes. "I didn't think it was possible, Lawler, but you've only gotten to be more of an idiot in the time since I've been gone. Take this thing off me, I don't want to talk to you people." Trish removed the headset and moved the chair she was in further away from the commentary table as the girls continued to fight.
Maria slid her hand across the ring in an attempt to trip Kelly as Mickie stepped away from her, missing by inches but still being seen by the referee.
"Get out of here!" He shouted, motioning for the girls to leave. "Get out of here!"
Trish took her commentary headset back just to say into it, "Jerry, this is why we're here. Unfair treatment."
"Unfair treatment? Maria tried to trip Kelly Kelly for no reason in the middle of a match she's not involved in!" Lawler shook his head as the five girls at ringside walked off, Trish still seated with them and Mickie throwing Kelly around like a rag doll in the ring.
Kelly grabbed Mickie by the hair when Mickie went to toss her again, and brought her down onto her face. Mickie held her nose as she sat back up, and Cole laughed.
"That's what you get."
"Shut up, Cole." Trish scoffed.
From there, Trish watched in horror as Kelly seemed to take over the match with simple reversals and grappling moves. She stood up as Kelly walked to the center of the ring, signaling for the Stinkface. The crowd started screaming for her signature move then, and she nodded, smiling and preparing for it.
"Hey, that's my water!" Cole shouted as Trish grabbed his sports water bottle and walked over to Mickie, spraying it into her face and shocking her back into reality where she was in the corner.
Mickie stood up as Kelly began to back up, still thinking Mickie was in the corner, and grabbed Kelly by the back of her top to throw her into the corner. Kelly slammed into the corner but stepped out a second later, shocked. Mickie hit her with the Mick Kick and then grabbed her by the arm to drag her to the center of the ring, pulling her to her feet.
Mickie let out a scream as she tucked Kelly's head under her arm and then jumped up, coming back down and hitting Kelly with a hard Mickie-DT.
Trish and Mickie celebrated Mickie's win just outside of the ring in front of the commentary table as Kelly sat up, holding her head and neck as she watched them taunt her. They moved after a moment, and Kelly stumbled to her feet, watching from the ring as they walked back to meet the other members of DEAR.
When Kelly finally got backstage a few minutes later, after leaving with cheers and boos from the audience following her, all of her friends were waiting for her. Well, Alicia, Sheamus, and CM Punk, at least.
Alicia ran up to Kelly and hugged her tightly, to which Kelly laughed and hugged her friend back. "Are you crazy?!" Alicia shouted with a laugh as she ruffled Kelly's hair. "You could have died out there! That was Mickie James, and she was angry!"
CM Punk walked up to Kelly as she was about to answer Alicia and pulled her in for a hug. "Kelly, you have no idea how proud I am of you right now."
"Why?" Kelly stepped back and accepted the peck on the lips Punk gave her. "I got my ass kicked by a girl who used to be one of my friends. Now, I guess, she's one of my enemies."
"You weren't afraid of them. You challenged DEAR, you didn't back down when they laughed at you and teased you, and when you got beaten, you got back up on your feet and came back here. You didn't back down from them, and I am so proud of you, Kelly."
Did Kelly do the right thing in challenging D.E.A.R.? Also, how do you like the name of our favorite stable that we love to hate and hate to love?
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