Chapter 6- Stripped

Edge was in the dark as he held cards within his hand, he doesn't remember playing cards, and he only recalls falling asleep. But the struggled to the idea when he noticed shades of clothing lying about on the floor, Strip Poker! He grinned to the though realizing he was mainly clothed at the moment, but couldn't make out the faces of the other players. "All in" Edge said aloud.

There was an awkward silence. "Edge?… is that you?"

"Randy?"

Randy Orton came into view; he was stunned as well as disgusted to the fact that he was nearly butt naked before Edge… playing strip poker! "I thought this was a dream with a bunch of hot chicks!" Orton announced.

"Me too!"

Just then another set of card came down. "Oh… looks like I lose…" a pair of boxer shorts fell onto the table, grinning from the shadows and into the light was John Cena. "So… who wants some?" he asked in a kinky sort of tone.

Randy and Edge shot out of their chairs. "Put your pants on! For the love of GOD!" Randy pleaded. Edge on the other hand found a door and quickly walked out, with hasty steps. Randy was in quick pursuit but fell a few times trying to get his pants on. "Edge! Wait for me!" he called.

Edge did wait for Randy yet still shuttered to what he just saw. "I maybe Rated R… but that was BEYOND R rated!"

"You're telling me, what the hell got into John? He's getting married and he knows were both straight"

"There has to be more to this… this is stranger than fiction"

Randy paused to those words. "What did you just say?"

"There has to..."

"After that"

"This is stranger than fiction…"

"Oh God not again"

"What? Orton what the hell is going on?"

Randy told Edge the time he was trapped in a fan fiction story; he was a character in the God of War video game and was stuck with Kane and some of the other guys. "Whoa wait… Kane was Kratos, not you?"

"I know! But that's beside the point, we got to get the hell out of here… if we can…" Both men paused as they saw Shawn Michaels and Triple H walking down the hallway… with their hands down the back of each others pants. "We got to get out of here FAST!"

"Edge! Randy? Please say it's you!" Stephanie McMahon came down the hallway, she saw her husband walk by as he quickly pulled his hand from the back of Shawn's pants and whistled innocently by. "Please!" she begged.

"It's us, I'm creeped out!" Randy said in utter panic. "We were playing strip poker with Cena… he went ass naked and… advanced on us…" he said in a creeped out tone.

"I know I just saw Melina and Maria making out, with tongues!" Stephanie muttered.

The two men paused; they looked to one another than back at Stephanie. "Where abouts was that occurring?" Edge asked curiously.

"Now isn't the time to watch girl on girl action… or else you will be getting more than what you bargained for!" She looked between to two men. "Well are we in this together?"

"Until we find others to suffer with sure. What the hell" muttered Edge.

Just then they saw John Cena peering out of the locker room. Edge and Orton got defensive until they realized the confused look on his face. "Have you seen my pants?" he whispered lowly. "For some reason I am ass naked!"

"John, do you not remember what just happened in there?" Edge asked.

"Was I playing strip poker with hot chicks?"

"Ok it's John. Your pants should be in there since your boxers are on the poker table" Orton explained.

Cena looked a little weirded out but retreated back into the locker room, he came out wearing full clothing, yet was still confused. "How did you know…" Orton gave John a certain look. "OH GOD!"

"John, stick with us, before something happens to you" Stephanie said and took John by the hand. "Come on guys, we got to get the hell out of here!"