"Rylee, baby, ya gotta wake up now." Amy soothed. "Gotta go to the arena, Vinny'll be waiting on us." The red headed diva tucked a strand of black hair behind Ry's ear. Rylee batted her hand away.
"Mmm, go away." Rylee whispered, as John walked out of the shower in a towel.
"Glad to see room service brought you some normal sized towels." Amy laughed.
"Yeah well, I may have blinded Randy when I answered the door the other day." John said looking for a jersey to wear. "Is she still asleep?" John asked waving a hand in Rylee's direction.
"No, no, she's wide awake, been up for hours. Completely hyper." Amy scoffed. John was about to reply with some sort of comeback but was interrupted with a knock at the hotel room door.
"Morning Laura." John said as the short brunette walked through the door and under his arm. Rubbing her temples with her fingertips.
"Shut up Cena." She grumbled. "Can't you wake her up?" Laura said flopping down onto the bed beside Amy and a pile of blankets and a mess of hair, known as Rylee.
"Nah, does she always sleep like this?" John asked as Randy walked into the room followed my Dave Batista.
"I'll wake her up!" Laura jumped up off the bed, then groaned holding her head in her hands. "No shouting, no jumping." Laura sighed. The brunette crouched down by Rylee, she stuck out one hand and quickly stroked her nose, throwing herself back as far away from Rylee as possible. And for good reasons. As soon as Laura's finger had touched Rylee's nose, a fist appeared from under the covers and swung around to where Laura should have been.
"Get lost Laura." Rylee rolled over pulling the blankets with her.
"Well, I'm all out of ideas." Laura sighed from her seated position on the floor where Randy had joined her.
"I got one." John piped up from the bathroom door, now fully dressed in his usual throw back jersey and short jeans. His chain gang hat on backwards. Every one looked up, other than a now sleep talking Rylee.
"Well then, don't leave us hanging." Randy said draping his arm over Laura's shoulder.
"Yeah Cena, the suspense is killing me." Laura rolled her eyes, leaning back on Randy's chest.
"Well, you lot go to breakfast. We'll meet ya'll down there. This isn't for the eyes of you youngsters." John shooed the gang out of the room, leaving only him and a sleep talking Rylee. He climbed onto the bed next to her.
"Rylee baby. You really have to get up now." John whispered letting his warm breathe tickle her neck.
"Don't wanna." She whispered back, pushing herself further down under the covers.
"Don't make me come get you baby girl." John warned.
"Kiss muh ass Cena, kiss muh ass." Came the reply from deep under the covers.
"That's it!" John dived under the covers finding Rylee and pinning her to the bed with his knees. He tickled her sides as she kicked from underneath him.
"Jooohnn! Get off me! I mean it!" Rylee laughed from underneath him.
"Lemme think on that one." John stopped tickling her for a moment, and tried to look as though he was thinking of something important. "Nah!" He shouted suddenly continuing his tickling attack.
"Get off me ya fat freakshow!" Rylee yelled trying to slap John. He caught her wrists.
"Now don't ya think you've done muh pretty face enough damage for the past twenty four hours." John looked down at her. "Now listen, the gang are having breakfast. Randy and Dave'll be eating all muh food. I can't let that happen. I'm a growing boy ya now. Now get ya pretty ass up and get changed so I can eat!" John pulled her up and pushed her off in the direction of the bathroom, slapping her ass in the process. Rylee squealed in shocked.
"John!" But all she got was a shrug of the shoulders from the champ.
An hour later"I'm not riding with her!" John yelled climbing into Amy's rental.
"Me neither." Amy yelled climbing in after John.
"I'll ride with ya Ry!" Laura shouted, after having coffee, the brunette had perked up.
"Do you suffer from insanity?" Randy asked, completely serious.
"Nah, I enjoy every minute of it." Laura smirked kissing the self proclaimed Legend Killer on the lips before jumping into the passenger seat of Rylee's silver Ferrari Enzo.
"Aimes, old rules still apply." Rylee yelled as they pulled up to the junction at the exit of the hotel.
"Got it." Amy replied winking at Laura and Rylee. They pulled up to the lights on the main road.
"Amies, what does she mean rules?" Dave asked from the passenger seat.
"Ya know, how I didn't have a license when I first came to the WWE."
"Yeah." All of the men replied.
"This is why." The lights changed to green and both cars pulled away. Rylee revved up and speeded off down the road passing Amy completely, Laura stuck her upper body out of the car window to wave her hand in front of her face.
"You can't see me!" She yelled back at Amy and the boys.
Amy caught up with the girls as a train passed in front of them. Rylee checked out the boys in the back seats, trying not to cry with laughter. Randy had his head in between his legs, hyperventilating. John had his face pressed against the window.
Rylee revved up again and pulled away, reaching the arena parking lot a few minutes Amy and the gang. Limos and rental cars were slowly filling up the parking spaces of the parking lot. All of the WWE employees looked up stopped what they were doing when they heard Rylee's engine roaring through the parking lot. She skidded into the three parking spaces, leaving marks on the tarmac beneath them.
Amy and the boys rolled into the parking lot a few minutes later. The boys all fell out of the car and landed flat on the tarmac.
"I love you!" Randy yelled kissing the floor. Attempting to hug it.
"I ain't kissing him now." Laura pointed at the Legend Killer.
"Rylee!" Stephanie screamed from the entrance doors, she started running towards the gang. "Ry!"
"Stephie! Stop running, I don't want that kid to pop out quite just yet." Stephanie threw her arms around Rylee's neck, squeezing her tightly.
"Do you know that Cena is checkin out ya ass?" Stephanie whispered.
"Its all he does these days." Rylee whispered back.
"Laura." Stephanie looked down at the brunette, literally.
"Oh Queen of All Skanksville." Laura replied bowing.
"Come on then Trish and the girls are already in the ring waiting for ya'll" Stephanie linked arms with Rylee and Amy, Laura linking with Rylee. Leaving the men to carry the bags.
"Damn women." John muttered hoisting a few bags up onto his shoulders.
The men caught up with the girls down by ringside. John had yet to see Rylee wrestle and to know that she was going up against Trish and Victoria in a tag team match with Laura wasn't very reassuring. He couldn't work it out, how were these girls supposed to win if they were going up against the women's champion and a former champion. He was brought back to reality when the chain gang jersey Rylee had been wearing landed over his head. He removed it quickly wondering what exactly Ry was now wearing. And damn, he was happy he looked.
Rylee locked up with Trish in the middle of the ring wearing a tight black tank top and a pair of black surf shorts that she had been wearing from before. Rylee whipped Trish into the ropes, knocking Vicky off the apron. Trish bounced back and got taken down with a clothesline from hell. Ry took her chances and climbed to the top rope, she looked up to the top of the ramp and spotted her multicoloured best friend, Ry gave off the Hardy Boyz guns and leaped down knocking Trish out with a swanton bomb. Trish kicked out as John kept watching. Trish tagged Victoria in and let the two battle back and forth for a while before Rylee tagged in Laura.
Laura being a small girl was the female version of Rey Mysterio. She hopped up onto the top rope and took Victoria down with a springboard dropkick. Vicky recovered and got back up to her feet. Laura was crouched down, low to the ground in the corner of the ring, waiting for Vicky to turn around. She did, and BANG, Laura took the former women's champion down with a RKO. Randy cheered from ringside s Laura tagged Rylee back in, in time to see Vicky tag Trish in.
Trish got her off guard catching her with the chick kick. 6Laura took the former women's champion down with a RKO. Randy cheered from ringside s Laura tagged Rylee back in, in time to see Vicky tag Trish in.
Trish got her off guard catching her with the chick kick. 6Laura took the former women's champion down with a RKO. Randy cheered from ringside s Laura tagged Rylee back in, in time to see Vicky tag Trish in.
Trish got her off guard catching her with the chick kick. Ry hit the mat with a hard thud. John sat bolt upright in his seat on the barrier. He calmed down when he saw Rylee clamber back up to an upright position. Rylee managed to Irish whip Trish across the ring, and as she bounced back, Rylee elevated the women's champion up onto her shoulders, she looked directly at John as she slammed Trish's body down onto the mat, and pinned her. Amy, their makeshift referee counted, 1-2-3.
Laura jumped into the ring and held up Rylee's hand, her other hand was hoisted up into the air, she expected it to be Amy but when she turned she saw it was Jeff. John climbed into the ring after he saw Jeff roll in to raise Rylee's hand. John felt jealousy pulse through his body as Rylee hugged Jeff tightly.
"Rylee Phoenix McMahon." A voice cleared its throat from behind them.
"Papi!" Rylee yelled jumping onto the sixty year old chairman of the WWE.
"Rylee, this is a Armani suit, could ya get off." Vince said clearly.
"Yeah sure Papi." She giggled. "Did ya see the match?" Rylee asked like an excited six year old awaiting candy,
"I sure did. Ya mama is looking over the contracts now. So if you and Laura come back –"
"Whoa hold up there big man." Laura's eyes bulged out of their sockets. "You said, contracts and you said Rylee and Laura. Does that mean what I think it means?" She asked excitedly.
"Well darling, no one ever knows what you are really thinking, now do they?" Vince chuckled, " But yes, you have a contract waiting for you aswell. I know you trained with Rylee, and I know you went to Mexico with her as well to train with the Guerreros."
"OHMYGOD!" Laura pounced on Vince.
"Like I said, Armani ladies."
A/N: I hope ya'll like this chapter, I'm really sorry if some parts don't make sense but I'm writing this at like 5am and I've had a quarter bottle of vodka. Love ya lots like vodka shots, x abbey x.