Chapter 3

(see Chapter 1 for disclaimers)

Randy is back at the bar. Three empty glasses that were once filled with Hqnotiq are already sitting in front of him. He's working on his fourth now. Randy had decided that he would wait for Candy to get off so that he and she can have some quality time together. His original dates don't know what they're missing. So what if he wanted to add another member to the game? Everybody would have still had fun, just like he had planned. They just had to get all bitchy and stingy about it. Forget Victoria and Trish! He'll make sure to rub it in their faces about all the fun they missed the next time he sees them.

Randy noisily slurps the last drop of his drink. The buzz he felt before when he had just one drink is now intensified. He demands for the bartender to give him another drink. The bartender reluctantly gives him another drink. Just as Randy is about to get a sip of the blue liquor, the glass is taken out of this hand.

"Whoa there, sugah. I think it's time to cut you off."

A dreamy look and a slow smile appear on Randy's face when he sees that it's the person that he's been waiting on.

"Hey Candy!" he says boisterously and very slurred. "I was waiting on you, girl!"

Candy looks at the glasses then back at him, smiling. "I can see. Where are your dates?"

Randy rolls his eyes and waves his hand in the air. "They got all pissy that I was having more fun with you than them. So they left. Good riddance to them skanks." He puts his arms around Candy, almost knocking her over. "How's about you and me haves some fun?"

"You sure you can hang with a woman like me?" she implore with a raised eyebrow. "You look like you 'bout to fall over."

Randy straightens up as much as the Hqnotiq will allow him. "Don't let the look fool ya darlin'. I can go all night long!!"

Candy chuckles. "If you say so."

Randy and Candy leave the club arm and wobbly arm.

Two bodies stumble into a darkened hotel room. The door is slammed shut and one body is pushed against the door while the other covers it. Heated kisses and feverish hands are the only things passed between them. Inaudible whispered words dot the darkness. Along the path toward the bed, articles of clothing are cast aside. They finally fall to the bed, soon to be lost in euphoric bliss.

The next morning….

One eye cracks open. Its counterpart follows suit. Randy tries to lift his head, but the lead weights inside won't let him. From what he can see, he knows he's in his hotel room. He slowly pushes him self up moaning as he does so. He silently makes a promise never to drink that blue stuff again. There's no telling what kinds of stupid he did last night. Then it hits him. Last night! He looks to see clothes making a scattered beeline toward the bed. Among the clothes that he identified as his are pieces that are rainbow and sequined. The girl from the club! A smile appears on his lips. So the night wasn't a total waste, he thinks. Remembering how hot she looked last night started up the sparks of lust again. That's when he hears the shower go silent. He turns toward the bathroom door just as it opens.

Ric Flair and Batista are right up the hall from Randy's room. Ric thought that the whole group should go downstairs for breakfast and discuss strategy. Just before getting to Randy's room, they hear a terrifying scream, one that chills right to the bone. It causes Ric and Batista to stop.

"That sounded like it came from Randy's room." Ric gasps.

Not even one step toward the room, the door is ripped open from the inside. Ric and Batista plaster themselves to opposite walls as Randy barrels past them at top speed.

"What the…" Batista questions as he looks back at the room then at Ric.

Ric can only shake his head as he disengages himself from the wall.

"Hey boys."

They soon find out the behind Randy's sudden departure.

Meanwhile…

Randy rounds the corner and comes to a skidding stop. Standing in front of him are his dates from last night, Victoria and Trish. With them are Tyson Tomko, The Hurricane, Stacy, and Nidia. Stacy is holding a digital camera aimed right at him.

"Why??" is the only thing he manages to croak.

"I know what you and Triple H tried to do to me. " Nidia tells him. The look of repugnance is clear on her face.

"What better way to get back at you than to use your weakness to screw anything with a pretty face." Victoria says in a self-satisfying tone.

"And they say blondes are dumb." Trish says in the same said tone.

Randy is speechless. There wasn't really anything for him to say.

"Aww what's the matter, Randall?" Stacy mocks from behind the camera. "You didn't like having your lolly 'popped'? "

The group laughs. Randy's shock is soon replaced with anger.

"Why didn't you tell me that Candy wasn't a-"

"Female?" Victoria finishes for him. "Come on Randy! Did you not see the Adam's apple? Or were you too mesmerized by her ass to notice?"

"Face it, you got played." Trish hisses at the Evolution member. "You mess with us and you will get burned."

Randy takes a step forward, but is immediately blocked by Tyson and Hurricane.

"Do we have a problem?" Tyson growls at Randy.

A second long staring contest ends with Randy storming away. The girls won and Evolution now knows that it is not wise to mess with the women of the WWE. You mess with one, you mess with all and paybacks are a bitch.

THE END