Disclaimer: I only own Nero Anthony Hardy, Jessica Danvers, Courtney, Misty, and Melinda. WWE is owned by Vince McMahon.

Chapter Nine:

Misty's heart raced. She had no idea what to say. Nero was next to her staring at his God Mom, he didn't like Jeff Hardy on TV, he was sure he wasn't going to like him in person. "Uh, hi Jeff! How are you…?"

"I'm good. Who is this?" he wondered. Misty went and stepped in front of Nero. "Who is who?" she raised her eyebrow.

"Behind you."

"He's…my son." She cursed at herself as she moved out of the way. "…Anthony."

Nero looked at Misty. "Huh?" he asked.

"See, I even give him kisses." she sat down her tray and then gave Nero a hug and a kiss. "Play along. I'll make sure you can get off punishment sooner."

Nero smiled and rolled his eyes. "Yeah… I'm Anthony."

Jeff nodded, "nice to meet you." he held out his hand. Nero didn't shake it. "Sorry, can't say the same. I hate you."

Misty put her hand to her mouth. "NE–Anthony, that is very rude! Apologize now!"

"But I'm not sorry."

"Okay…" Jeff's voice trailed off. "Me and the guys wanted to know if you wanted to sit with us."

"Sure." Misty replied smiling. "How polite of you. Atleast someone is polite." she looked at Nero who laughed.

Misty grabbed her tray and then walked along side Jeff, Nero followed.

Once at the table Misty took a seat next to John and Nero took one in between Randy and Adam.

"I'm Misty." Misty introduced herself. "This is my son, N—Anthony." Misty silently cursed.

"Oh My GARFIELD!" Nero replied. "You're EDGE! I'm a huge fan!"

"Here we go again." Misty replied, taking a sip of her Pepsi.

"Really? That's awesome."

"I know! You are so amazing! I loved your match at Wrestlemania! I so wished you would have won! Obviously, it didn't turn out that way." Nero glared at Jeff. Misty tried hard not to laugh.

"Anthony, stop disrespecting him."

"What, I wasn't talking about him." he batted his eyelashes.

"Don't bat your eyelash's you look like a women! And yes you were, you glared at him. Keep your eyes to yourself or I'll rip them out the damn socket!"

Nero gasped. "You wouldn't."

Misty smirked. "Oh, yes, I would. And you know it."

Nero looked down. "Sorry…mother."

"It's okay, baby." she replied with a silky sweet voice. "Just don't do it next time."

The table was silent.

"I'm Matt." Matt broke the silence.

Nero looked up. "We know."

"I'm Misty." she looked sternly at Nero.

"Nice to meet you."

"So, you're the new diva?" Carlito wondered.

"Oh no, more like a tutor and best friend. My friend, Jessica." she looked at Jeff when she said that, "is the new diva. She goes by Razor though."

"Razor, why?" Kenny asked.

"Beca—"

Nero cut her off. "She's sharp and she gets what she wants and will go through anyone. She's razor sharp and cuts deep. Her finisher is Razor's Edge. Trust me, you don't want to be in that move."

"Sounds impressive." Randy spoke. "I hope she looks as good as Misty."

Misty frowned and looked at Randy, he was looking at her like a dog eyeing a T-bone stake. "Look at me like that again and I will kick your kick your ass back to wherever you came from."

The guys laughed. Nero rolled his eyes, Misty always said that to assholes. It was nothing new for him.

"Yeah, Randy chill." John spoke, Misty looked at John and they shared a smile.

"I'm bored." Nero replied. "Can I go find, mo—Jessica?"

"You can't go by yourself."

"I'll take him!" Jeff volunteered.

"No way! You might kill me."

"Anthony! Don't be so rude, I'm sure he won't."

"Uh huh. Sure, he won't. And Santa Claus is real."

Misty was silent. "If I hear any more smart remarks from you, you will be grounded."

"Already am."

"LONGER! And no desert or bagels!" Misty smirked, Nero's favorite food were bagels.

"Mother." he smirked. "That's low."

"I can get pretty low, as you know."

"Everyone knows, mom." with that Nero got out of his seat, Misty gaping at him, everyone was in silence trying not to laugh. Nero then went to the door. "You comin' Hardy?"

Jeff nodded and got up, walking towards Nero.

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Jessica nodded at Shane. "I understand completely."

"Alright, tonight just relax and meet everyone and on Monday, have your storyline picked out and we'll discuss it." Shane handed her a folder. "Choose from the ones in there and feel free to make comments on them." Jessica nodded and walked to the door. "Thanks, Shane."

He smiled as she left.

Jessica was walking down the hall looking through the folder when her phone rang. She closed the folder and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's Mist. Listen, Nero is Anthony and he's my son."

"What the hell?" Jessica replied confused.

"Jessica!" Nero called running to his mother smiling. "Hardy said that I was a bastard." Jessica froze and looked at Jeff who was coming over, he had a pissed look on his face.

Jessica frowned and handed the folder to Nero along with her cell phone. "Did you just call my son a bastard?"

"Your son?"

"Yes! Did you call him a bastard?"

"What, you have a son? I thought he was Misty's son and I didn't call him a bastard!"

"We'll he's not Misty's son! He doesn't even look like her!" Jessica spat back at him.

"Then who knocked you up?"

"Knocked me up! Knocked me up!" Jessica's eyes shone with rage.

"Jess!" Misty ran to her friend, John followed her. "What's going on?"

"Stay out of it, Mist." Jessica replied.

"Yeah, who's the father of your demon child?"

"Look at him and look at him good. Who the hell does he look like? It certainly isn't me!" Jessica replied, the venom leaked with each word. Most of the superstars and people that were around heard everything. Nero heard everything.

Jeff stared at Nero, blonde hair, green eyes. "Me?" was all that escaped Jeff's mouth. He looked at Jessica to confirm it. She nodded and that was all he needed to know before he turned around and walked away, bumping into his friends and everyone that he worked with. He was a father.

Matt stepped forward. "Jess…" he didn't know what to say.

"Meet you nephew, Matt. Nero Anthony Hardy."

Nero looked from Matt to his mom to Misty who was staring at the wall. With that said, Nero ran in the opposite direction.

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A/n: Poor Nero.