The "Date"
Summary: After winning a Summerslam bet, Furno Moxley takes Rayleen Barnett on a "date". Based on that little squabble between them in the "Nude Modeling" chapter.
Just gonna get this up quick so I can make a Halloween special
The War Queen mutters something out of pure and utter annoyance at the situation she is currently in. She is wearing a leather jacket over her plain red shirt, jeans, and white shoes. She begins to wonder how she ended up like this...
Flashback... before Summerslam 2018
"You think AJ's gonna retain the championship?" Jacen Good (Furno Moxley) asks some of the WFA officials.
"Bullshit!" Rayleen Barnett calls out. "Joe's gonna get it! AJ's been champ for way too long!"
"Seriously? Back and forth says otherwise." Jacen tells her.
"I bet Joe's the new champ at Summerslam."
"Okay. I say AJ retains because champion's advantage. If I win, you have to... go on a date with me!"
"Fine. If Joe gets the gold, you have to say in public "MARVEl'S BETTER THAN DC"! Deal?" She extends her hand.
"Deal." Jacen accepts the handshake, only to be put in a wristlock, much to the amusement of nearby people.
During Summerslam...
The roster gathers around and in the ring to watch Summerslam with the Titantron. The Styles-Joe match is up next.
"Ready to lose?" Rayleen snickers to the Ohioan.
"Are you?" Jacen says back.
Fast forward to the climax of the Styles-Joe match.
"This is actually a well made match." Jason Sabre smirks.
"Still better than the main event." Detrick Cyrus adds.
Then, they hear the "I'll be your new daddy quote".
"Well, I hope we don't have to do that kind of stuff." Angelica Runnels-Guerrero (Rhodes) sighs.
"Given how our on screen feuds look real personal, creative will consider it." Natalia Rodriguez points out.
The screen now shows AJ tackling Joe off the table, then picking up a steel chair. Jacen starts to giggle.
"He's gonna hit Joe with the chair and retain anyway..." the giggles become cackles.
"Don't you dare. DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE..." Rayleen panics.
Too late. AJ hits Joe with the chair and the ref calls for the bell. Jacen sees this and starts jumping around the ring in joy, knowing he won the bet. The War Queen just looks at the screen in horror.
She just lost the bet.
Present...
"Me and my goddamn mouth." Rayleen grumbles, waiting outside the hotel the WFA talent were staying in in Las Vegas. Then, she sees a black Yamaha VMAX 2018 roll down the parking lot.
It's Jacen in his black leather jacket, black shirt, jeans, and black shoes. He has a motorcycle helmet over his head and another in his hands, which he takes off once he is right in front of the War Queen.
"Yo." he says.
"So... where are you taking me?" Rayleen groans.
"Gordon Ramsey's place. Hop on." Jacen offers her the other motorcycle helmet. The MMA fighter sighs and hops on the passenger seat. Both put on their motorcycle helmets as Jacen revs up the Yamaha and drives off.
Later...
The two WFA wrestlers make their way to Caesar's Palace, occasionally earning looks from nearby people.
"So, what are you planning to do with this whole night?" Rayleen asks.
"What else? You and me, whole night, doing shit." Jacen replies, making the War Queen raise an eyebrow.
"Jacen, I will kill you if you try to have sex with me at the end of all this."
"I won't. Also, since when did we ever have this first name basis?"
"Since you decided to constantly annoy me after giving me that cheesy ass sonnet."
"Hey, you agreed to continue hanging with me since I'm so entertaining."
"Yes, and I enjoy hurting you."
"I'm used to it."
"Now, that just sounds really wrong."
The two stop their conversation upon reaching the pub and grill.
A few minutes later...
The two find themselves sitting next to one another in the pub and grill after being given seats by one of the workers before reading menus.
"How'd you get the reservation?" Rayleen asks.
"I... asked Sullivan for help. The worker we talked to? Knew him." Jacen explains.
"Wow... you're an ass kisser."
"I'm not an ass kisser."
As they talk, a waiter comes up to them. "Can I take your order?"
"We'll have one 14 oz Ribeye and one Fish and Chips." Jacen answers. "She'll have..."
"Just water for drinks, too." Rayleen says.
The waiter nods and goes on his way.
"Huh. I like the ambiance here." Jacen notices.
"You've NEVER eaten before?" the War Queen almost screams.
"Have you?"
"Once..."
"I will roll with that."
And so they just waited for their food.
Later...
All their food has been laid on the table, and it didn't take long for Jacen to quickly dig into his food. Rayleen looks at him devour his half of the steak like an animal with an eyebrow raised.
"..." the War Queen didn't even bother saying anything and took a slice of her own steak. After chewing and swallowing, she turns to the Ohioan, who manages to swallow some chicken he chewed.
"So... what was it like back in WWE?" Rayleen asks.
Jacen morphs to a guessing look. "Hmm... fun, but not as fun as CZW. Besides, last time I even got involved in WWE on social media, I got into a flame war with a guy who sent Rangi (Raptor Reigns) a sensitive tweet."
"First of all, wow. Didn't know people still did that. Second of all, you must enjoy getting scars."
"Every single one is a badge of honor." Jacen flexes his free arm while chewing on ribeye.
"I am pretty sure Jack (Cunningham) and Victor (Brutus Vicious) have given you some since your time in the WFA."
"They pretty much did. I could tell you a story about each one."
"...Okay... can we just eat our food instead?"
Minutes later, they finish their main food and start chowing down on Fish and Chips.
"So, you want desse-" before Jacen could even get the words out, jazz music suddenly fills the air. Both wrestlers turn to the same direction and see a jazz band playing for the customers, some of them even standing up from their seats to dance either by themselves or with someone.
"Great..." the Ohioan groans. "Jazz band."
"What's so wrong with that?"
"You should know... I'm horrible at dancing..."
That is enough to make Rayleen chuckle. "And I'm surprised Adeline (Nyx Rosewood) is your ex-wife. She didn't give you dancing lessons? Or even singing lessons?" she jokes.
"I excelled at street fighting... and video games, and how to survive in the streets for a day, not this shit."
Shrugging, Rayleen stands up from her chair and walks over to the group of dancing people and... starts dancing as well, and does so very well for an MMA fighter. Jacen gapes at the sight, fries still in his mouth with a look that says "How the fuck are you doing that?"
"I practice!" she exclaims. "You should try it!"
"I'd... rather not embarrass you." he says, chewing his fries.
As he watches the display of talent before him, a middle aged guy walks up to him.
"Are you Furno Moxley?" Jacen judged that the guy was a WFA fan, given his ICW Immortality shirt and Cobra Club armband.
"Yeah. Can I help you?" he asks.
"Just for my podcast, what's your relationship with Rayleen Barnett?"
Instantly, Jacen freezes at the question. "Oh, shit." he is thinking at the moment.
"Travel buddies." he blurts out.
"Okay. Thanks." the man sprints out of the restaurant afterwards. The Ohioan sighs.
"What was that?" Rayleen suddenly walks up to him.
"Some guy asking what's my relationship with you."
He almost screams when she puts him in a sudden wristlock.
"And... what did you say?" she snarls.
"I said we were travel buddies!" he replies.
Rayleen shrugs and lets go of Jacen's hand. "Good enough." she sighs.
"Now, still want dessert?" he asks.
"Lost my appetite, so no thanks. Let's just go."
Later...
The two find their way back to Jacen's "frat house" and park in front of the garage.
"We're not having sex, right?" Rayleen asks.
"Of course, not. Come on." the Ohioan steps off the motorcycle and unlocks the front door. Skeptical, Rayleen also gets off the vehicle, but enters the house slowly. The door remains open for her. She closes it as the lights come alive.
"Back already?" they hear a voice as they take off their jacket.
"Hey, Addie!" Jacen calls his ex-wife/housemate, who steps out of the other room in a towel, obviously having showered earlier.
"Dylan (Aiden Black) and Alena (Volkova) just got back." Adeline tells him. "Jack's here as well to help me with the goddamn Leviathan."
"Yeah, okay."
Both Jacen and Rayleen march to the other room, the former turning on the TV and heading to the refrigerator to pull out a Domino's pizza box.
"Hope you like reheated cheese pizza." he tells her.
"I'll burn off the calories tomorrow anyway."
"Wish I had some of that fancy MMA shit. Anyway, we're watching my favorite anime."
The War Queen instantly turns to the TV when "Raise Your Flag" by Man With A Mission starts playing.
"Gundam?"
Jacen grins. "With child soldiers murdering people."
"Oh boy..."
Eight episodes later...
After seeing so much murder, robots, gore, etc., it didn't take long for Rayleen to start feeling the need to take a nap.
"Can we stop now? I need a nap." she yawns. Shrugging, Jacen turns off the TV and stands up.
"You're okay if you nap here? There's a guest room upstairs." he offers.
"Sure... can you carry me upstairs?" she groans.
"...That is the strangest thing you ever said to me..."
"JUST GET ME UP!"
After raising his hands up in defeat, Jacen reluctantly carries the drowsy Rayleen with a piggyback ride up the stairs and to the guest room. He then lays her on the bed.
"Any other requests?" he asks.
"Nah. I'm good." she replies.
"Okay. Goodnight." Jacen smiles before exiting the guest room, leaving Rayleen to take a good night's sleep.
Later that night...
Jacen is snoring away on the bed he used to share with Adeline, wearing nothing but jeans, when he hears the door swing open. It's Rayleen.
"Can I... sleep on your bed?" she suddenly asks.
"Ngh... sure..." the Ohioan groans, still trying to sleep.
"Good. Let me scoot over."
Jacen slowly scoots to the side, allowing Rayleen room on the bed. Before she could even close her eyes...
"Should I still tell you stories about my scars?" Jacen groans, still asleep.
THUD!
Rayleen just pushed him off the bed to shut him up so she can take a nap.