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"Brie, pleaseeee." Nikki whined. She placed a white tank top over her head and jumped onto her sisters bed. Brie, on the other hand, was too busy browsing her magazine to notice her other half. Nikki grabbed the magazine out of Brie's hands.
"What do you want, Nicole?" Brie said as she rolled her eyes. 'Man, Nikki is so needy lately.' She thought.
"Whatever, MOM. I'll drink this whole bottle of wine by myself." Nikki pouted. She couldn't stand how boring her sister had become since she got married. She missed her sister.
Nikki walked over to one of her luggage bags and pulled out a wine opener. Brie saw this out of the corner of her eye and jumped up. She quickly rushed over before Nikki got the bottle open. "Nikki are you serious?!" Brie snatched the wine bottle from her sister and ran back to her bed. She placed the bottle next to her.
"Brie." Nikki walked over to Brie's bed with her hand held out, waiting for Brie to hand over the wine. "Stop being a brat."
Brie crinkled her face before beginning. "Me? A brat? Nicole we have photo shoots coming up, we just got a major push from the company we have to be on top of our game and drinking wine isn't going to help." Brie crossed her arms, waiting for Nikki to respond.
Nikki knew her sister was right, even though she didn't want to admit it. "Alright, fine" Nikki flopped down at her bed staring at her iPhone. "I'm so bored sitting in hotel rooms every monday night."
"Where's your boyfriend?" Brie looked over at Nikki. Brie respected that John Cena was dating her sister, but she didn't like it. Brie knew Nikki better than anyone else. She knew her twin wanted a husband and a family more than anything. John made it crystal clear more than once he would never give Nikki that.
Nikki scrolled through her text messages before answering Brie. "I have no idea. The minute he leaves the arena he goes MIA." The older twin sighed. "I hate it."
Brie, noticing how sad Nikki was, went into the bed and laid with her. "Are you sure this is what you want to deal with the rest of your life?" Brie asked.
"What do you mean?" Nikki questioned.
"You never know where he is half the time. He doesn't answer your phone calls late at night. You only see him when you go home. I -"
"I get it, Brie." Nikki rolled over to face the wall, away from Brie. "You have the perfect husband and the perfect life and you're going to have little babies running around and I will never have that."
Brie relaxed her eyes and placed a hand on Nikki's shoulder. "You're my twin sister. I love you and want you to be happy." Silence fell upon the room as they both passed out for the night.
It was tuesday morning, and the light was shining so bright through Dean Ambrose's hotel window.
"Fuck..." Dean mumbled as he opened his eyes and scanned his bedroom. First he noticed himself naked. 'Okay, last night must of been fun.' He thought. Dean looked over to his right to see what looked like a voluptuous blonde sleeping next to him. "Ah. Ring rat." Dean mumbled underneath his breath. He stepped out of bed, hoping not to wake the random girl, and stepped in the shower.
Ring rats were average girls who loved sleeping with wrestlers. They'd either wait at the hotel where the guys would stay, or they would find them out and about. They were super easy and were very eager to please. Single wrestlers, and some married ones as well, ate them up like candy. Dean Ambrose was in his mid to late twenties, single, and his fame was rising every minute. Ring rats were at his beck and call whenever he pleased.
Dean stepped out of the shower about 15 minutes later, and wrapped a towel around his lower half. He stepped out of the bathroom to find his bed empty and the woman gone. 'Just how I like my women.' He grinned and walked over to pick out clothes for the day.
In the room across the hotel hall, Roman Reigns was just finishing up a facetime with someone very special.
"Bye, Daddy! I love you!"
"I'll call you after the show, ok baby girl?" Roman smiled into his phone as his daughter Joelle hung up. Right there was his whole world. He missed his daughter more than anything. The screen turned black and he finally got out of bed. He started to walk across the room but ran back when he heard his ringer go off.
"What's up, fuckface?" Roman laughed, sitting back down on his bed, phone in his left hand. The only person who he could joke around with like that was Dean. They started off in The Shield and their friendship grew throughout the years, even after the faction broke up. He still kept in contact with Seth, but since Seth was on a totally different work schedule, it was hard to stay good friends.
"What you doin?" Dean asked.
"Just got off facetime with Joe, how bout you?" Said Roman.
"Getting ready to head down for breakfast before the gym then heading to the arena, you in?"
"Yeah, bro. I just need to shower but I'll meet you down there in 20." Roman stated before hanging up the phone.
Brie was heading down the hall in her yoga pants and cropped top. She was so excited. Finally, a hotel that offers morning yoga! Yoga was her zen, a time to be at peace. With her crazy work schedule, she couldn't wait to get started. Nikki, of course, was still passed out. She had been and always will be a late sleeper.
She was walking and saw a dark figure walking towards her. 'Man I need to start wearing my glasses.' She thought. Squinting, she finally made out who it was. 'Oh, it's Roman. Do I say hi? Were not really friends it might be weird but we will be working toge-'
"Hey, Brie." Roman stopped in front of Brie.
'Guess he made up my mind for me.' Brie laughed in her head. "Oh hey!"
Roman, noticing Brie in her tight yogas and short shirt couldn't help but stare for a moment. Brie noticed and blushed. Roman, noticing how weird he was being, began to talk. "Gym?"
"Yoga!" Brie smiled. "You ever do it?"
Roman raised an eyebrow to the dark brunette. Brie just let out a laugh, realizing how silly she sounded. "Sorry!" She let out a nervous laugh, hoping not to offend the big guy.
"Oh yeah allllllll the time, Brie." Roman chuckled. He started making weird moves with his body. Putting his leg behind his back and he made a crescent shape with his arm. "See. Natural." Roman smiled at the small brunette.
"Ok! Ok!" Brie started laughing at how silly Roman looked, she grabbed his arm and put it down to his side. "Weirdooo."
"So maybe I need some work on my technique." Roman began. "On a serious note, Sorry about Dean last night. He can be a handful and some."
Brie gave him a slight smile before continuing. "I think hes hilarious with Nikki."
"He wants your sister so bad." Said the powerhouse, anxious to see what Brie would say about it.
"Who doesn't?" Brie stated. She knew her sister was the hotter one, at least according to most men. She was thicker, and had bigger assets than Brie.
"I don't" Roman said, scratching the back of his head. "I mean she's a good looking girl, obviously." Brie's ears perked up when Roman said that. Roman Reigns, the next big thing in WWE, didn't want Nikki. She was surprised. Roman continued. " I like my women natural, true to herself."
"Very few men are like that anymore." Brie said, not sure how Roman would react. She was happy that Roman seemed like a good guy, it would make working with him very pleasant.
"Bryan sure is a lucky guy." Roman awkwardly stated. He looked towards the ground waiting for Brie's response.
Brie, on the other hand, didn't know how to answer that. "Oh, uhm, thank you." She quickly looked at her wristwatch to avoid eye contact with the smoldering samoan. "Shit! I'm going to be late for yoga. See you at noon?" Brie yelled as she ran down the hallway to the elevators.
"Yeah!" Roman exclaimed before heading in his own direction to meet up with Dean.
At the arena, hours before the show was to begin, Brie and Nikki were in the ring practicing different types of move sets. Brie felt more comfortable as a mid- highflyer and Nikki liked being a powerhouse. It was so much easier working moves in their yoga pants and tank tops, but obviously the company wouldn't allow that for shows.
"Okay Nikki, now wrap your legs around my neck and use your strength to put me down into a submission, then grab my arm to make me tap." Brie coached her sister through the move. "Like this." She practiced the move on her sister before letting her up. "Wanna try?"
"Ready, Brie?" Nikki said, pushing her sister down to her knees and wrapping her legs around Brie's neck. She started to reach for Brie's arm, putting her into submission.
The girls were so into practicing Nikki's new submission, that they didn't even notice the men standing at ringside.
"Nikki, arch your back just a bit more to make the move look more mean and powerful." Dean yelled to her. Nikki did as he said, and it worked!
"You look great with that move, Nikki!" Roman chimed in. The boys then entered the ring as they girls stood up. "Can't wait to see how sick that looks on Paige or A.J."
"Uhm, thanks for that extra advice." Nikki said, glancing at Dean.
"No prob." Dean replied back. He stared at Nikki's 6-pack before reverting his attention to her face. She didn't look happy. "Sorry." He mumbled.
"If we are going to be working together for a few months, please stop gawking." Nikki grinned sarcastically. "I know I'm hot, so if you are going to look don't make it so obvious, sweetheart." Brie chuckled as Nikki said that, Roman just looked at Dean who got embarrassed. He really should be more sly about these kind of things.
"Anyway." Brie chimed in. "What should we work on together as a new team?"
"Well creative told Dean and I that we are supposed to save you and Nikki tonight in your match against Paige and A.J.. Kane and Big Show are supposed to help the new Authority members win their matches." Roman began. "I guess Big Show is supposed to throw Nikki out of the ring and Kane is going to powerbomb you. Then we come out, leading to an 8-man tag on RAW next week." Roman sent his grey eyes over to Brie's chocolate ones. "Have you ever taken a powerbomb?"
Brie shook her head yes.
"By a man?" Roman raised an eyebrow. Brie shook her head horizontally. "Okay so we need to practice taking a powerbomb by a man because its different."
'How so? Cause you men are so much stronger and better than us female wrestlers." Nikki chimed in, being sarcastic.
"No." Dean spoke up and walked over to Brie. "We are built different, most of us are taller so you will be higher off the ground and we walk our opponents around the ring for show before executing the move." Nikki shook her head up and down, signaling she understood.
"You need to feel comfortable because Kane will probably keep you in the air longer." Roman looked back over at Dean, signaling him.
Dean nodded and worked his way over to Brie. "Bend over and put your head between my legs. I'm gonna grab your stomach and hoist you up onto my shoulders. Stay firm and keep your back arched." Brie did as she was told and Dean lifted her up. "What a great view I have!" Dean chuckled as Brie's lower half was shoved into his face.
"Nikki can you grab her ass and make sure she's steady?" Roman asked the thicker sister. "I would but ya know haha."
Nikki put her hands on Brie's ass. "Brie, hold steady." Dean started walking her around the ring with Nikki close by incase anything happened.
"As soon as Dean signals you, you need to tuck your head, straighten your back out to make sure your shoulders hit the mat square." Roman helped straighten Brie's back out. "If your head hits the mat, goodnight."
Dean executed the powerbomb, and Brie did as Roman told her.
"Beautiful!" Nikki shouted. Helping her sister back up. Brie high fived Dean and smiled at Roman. "Thank you so much!" Brie exclaimed.
"Alright, lets try it again." Roman began. "This time, on me."
"Why on you?" Brie asked, a bit confused. She looked over at Nikki. Nikki just shrugged. She had no idea either.
Roman took his T-shirt off, placed it on the mat, and faced Brie. Roman began talking about why he needed to practice on the younger twin but Brie nor Nikki had no idea what he was saying. They just gawked at his naked chest. That face, that hair, that body. Brie felt like she was staring at a modern day gladiator. She knew he was jacked, but seeing him without his shirt off.. she couldn't stop staring. Remembering she was married, Brie snapped herself out of her mini trance and tried to pay attention.
"I'm bigger than Dean." Roman explained. " Brie will get a more realistic view and feel of the real thing if I powerbomb her."
"Oh so what are you saying I'm a troll?" Dean joked. "Sorry I'm not 8' ft tall like you or anything."
"Nobody that works here is 8' tall, Dean." Nikki pointed out. "You do kinda look like a troll, though." Nikki stuck her hand up to her forehead and made the 'L' sign at Dean.
"Ha, ha, ha." Dean mocked Nikki. "Better watch those balloons don't pop, girl." Nikki walked over him and hit him over the head with her hand. "Ow!" Dean covered his head. "Alright, I'll stop."
"Thank you!" Nikki smiled and walked back over to Roman and Brie.
"For now." Dean, still holding his head in pain, mumbled loud enough for Nikki to hear. Nikki shot him the look of death before returning her attention to her sister.
"Okay Roman I think I'm ready." Brie smiled. "Be gentle!"
"I'll try my best." Brie positioned herself between Romans legs. Roman easily lifted the smaller twin up and she easily sat atop his shoulders. "How much do you weigh? 90 pounds?" Roman joked as Brie's crotch was sitting in his face. He definitely didn't mind though.
"Around 112. Too heavy for the big bad powerhouse of The Shield?" Brie chuckled while Roman had her on his shoulders.
"You probably weigh as much as my leg." Laughed the samoan bulldozer. "uh oh..." Roman started shaking with Brie.
"Uh oh what?!" Brie shouted. She started wiggling her legs to get free. "Roman!" She screamed.
"I'm losing balance!" Roman shouted as he let go of Brie and caught her in his arms. Roman had a huge grin as he placed Brie back on the mat.
Brie wanted to be mad at the joke he just played on her, but couldn't. She lightly pushed him away with her hands. Roman played along and fell back on the mat, holding his chest, pretending to be hurt. Brie quickly ran over to his body and covered him. As she went to pull his leg up to start the count, she found it to be difficult. "You weren't kidding." Brie laughed. Roman lifted his leg up for Brie to make it easier for her to make the pin.
"1, 2, 3!" Nikki counted as Brie pinned Roman Reigns. Nikki pulled Brie off of Roman, and raised her hand in victory.
"And the winner. The hippie! Brie Bella!" Dean shouted into the empty arena.
"Hey!" Brie yelled back to Dean before sending him a smile. "Jerk."
Roman sat up and Brie helped him up, as best she could. "Good match Ro, you just can't compete with these guns." Brie pretended to flex as she kissed her biceps. Roman just laughed at her and shook his head in disbelief.
"Alright, we should probably head out. We'll see you girls later tonight at the show." Roman jumped out of the ring and pulled his shirt back over his head. Dean followed. They headed up the ramp and in unisex they heard the twins voices shouting, "Thank you!"