Later
"Compliments to the chef," Sienna laughed. ''The burgers are excellent."
"Thanks doll," Shawn replied.
''And it appears as though DX are having a fourth of July barbeque!" JR announced.
Shawn, Sienna and Hunter all waved to the camera. ''Hey! Spirit Squad! How are you doing guys? Hey, sorry we can't be in there, having a good time with you guys, but Mr. McMahon banned us from the building." HHH explained. "So we thought what the hell, we'll stay out here and have out own good time with Sienna. We decided to throw a little fourth of July bash. We got it all going on! We've got food, we've got girls, we've got beer, we've got it all! We've got hot dogs," He said, as Shawn held up a small one, "Mr. McMahon sized cocktail wiener, we've got DX sized foot longs. Now who want's a hot dog?"
After the commercial break, the camera cut to the outside of the arena, showing Sienna who was walking towards Shawn. ''Hey, having fun?'' She asked as Shawn shrugged. ''Well, I have something that's guaranteed to make you feel better. See that truck over there?'' He nodded. ''That, my friend is Vince's production truck and I have a feeling that Vince would hate it if we went into it.'' A smile crept onto Shawn's face as Sienna held out her arm. Shawn linked arms with her as they walked over to the truck. Sienna pulled open the door and looked around the truck in awe. Staring back at her were hundreds of small screens that showed different parts of the arena. "This is amazing!" She exclaimed, walking around the truck, mesmerized by all of the screens.
"I have to get H in here," Shawn replied, opening the door, "Hunter! Vince's production truck, the whole show is controlled from in here."
Hunter tore himself away from the women that were surrounding him and jogged over to the truck. "This is amazing!" He answered, looking around.
"They've got screens every where! I betcha there's a camera in every room," Shawn said excitedly.
Sienna looked around, spotting a blue button. ''Hey! What does this button do?" She asked, going to push it.
The two men sitting there jump across, shoving away her hand, yelling no. ''Hey! You can't tell her what to do," Shawn stated, crossing his arms across his chest.
"You're not the boss of me!" Sienna said, pouting. She grabbed the back of his chair and wheeled him away from the desk.
''Here.'' Shawn rolled another one towards her.
Sienna sat down and glanced around at all the buttons. ''Alright Lex, which button did he tell you not to push?" Triple H asked, looking around. Sienna grinned and pushed the button, making all of the screens go blank.
After Commercial Break
Sienna, Shawn and Hunter watched as Mr. McMahon walks into the bathroom and Shawn laughed. "Tell someone to go to camera ten!" Shawn asked eagerly.
"Go to camera ten! Camera ten!" Hunter exclaimed.
All the screens changed to camera ten/ ''Oh my God!" JR chuckled.
On the screen was Vince standing at a urinal, talking to his penis.
"Mr. McMahon, we have a situation…" Coach rushed into the toilet, scaring Vince making him turn and pee all over him.
"Look at what you did!" Vince roared as the arena errupted into laughter. "You son of a bitch!"
"Sir, you don't understand! There's a very serious situation! DX and Sienna have taken over the entire production truck!" Coach explained. "They're running the show! You sir, are on live television….right… now."
"You mean," Vince stuttered. "Damn it! Damn it!"
"Last week was humiliating!" Vince roared as he paced around the middle of the ring. "I stood on the stage with Shane and the Spirit Squad and we were ready to beat the crap out of DX. But before we could beat the crap out of them, we were showered with excrement! So tonight I barred DX from the building, but they have stepped over the line! They have invaded my production truck, I have had enough!"
Sienna smirked as she pushed a button making Vince's mic cut in and out. He grabbed another one but she pushed a different button causing feedback.
"Damn it I know it's you! As I was saying, I will take care of DX," Vince said, his voice changing to a high pitched chipmunk. "Hello? Hello? This is not me talking! Damn it you people think this is funny? Lower my mic and lower it now!"
HHH chuckled, nodding to Sienna who pressed a button, lowering his mic.
"There for…." Vince stated in a deep, slow voice, "I am not Barry White. I sound like Darth Vader! Normalize my mic! I feel better right about now," Vince spoke normally but he was suddenly interrupted by a farting noise. ''That was not me! That was DX! They have no respect for me, my family or the business! What DX is, are children!"
Paul leaned over Sienna's shoulder and pushed a button, a rooster sounding throughout the arena. He handed Sienna a pen and pointed to the screen. "Draw a rooster," he demanded, laughing.
She did as he asked and drew in a talk bubble beside it. Inside the bubble, she wrote, 'I love cocks!'
"I find no humor in that!" Vince bellowed. "I am asking for my dignity now!"
"Vince, Vince!" Hunter called out. ''If you think we can't embarrass you any further, watch this." A video from last week was shown and Sienna laughed.
"Coach! Where are you!" Vince demanded. ''Where's security?!"
Coach told a couple of security guards to round up the others. Shawn ran to the door, locking it and chuckling. Coach pounded angrily on the door and Shawn flung open the door, hitting Coach in the face and knocking him to the ground. "Hello?" Shawn called out, "Helllloooo!" He shrugged and shut the door as the cameras cut back to Vince, who was stunned.
"That is really funny, oh yeah! Let me tell you this DX, it won't be funny any longer. At Saturday Night Main Event on July 15th in Dallas, Texas," Vince said as the crowd booed. ''Yeah, damn right, it gets better. Because on that night, it will be DX vs. The Spirit Squad in an elimination match! So what's your reaction to that DX?" A laughter track played in the arena and Vince glareed at the camera. "Fine, but I will be laughing after Saturday and after the Spirit Squad eliminates you, then I will have something to laugh about," Vince smirked. Suddenly a cricket noise was heard. "Would you at least have the respect to play my music?"
Vince's music played and he sighed before heading up the ramp but his music turned into the "Stand Back" video. Vince curseed and stormed up the ramp, yelling at Coach to get his limo ready.
Hunter stood up and walked over to Shawn. "You got the fireworks set up?" He asked, opening the door and motioning for Sienna to follow.
Shawn nodded and the trio headed out to where Vince's limo was parked. Hunter looked around and nodded. "Lets get go wait for the boss," Shawn said. ''I hear him coming."
The three hid behind a parked car and watched as Vince climbed into the limo. Shawn rushed over and light up the fuses and ran back, handing each of them a flag and a sparkler. The fireworks errupted and a thick green smoke rolled out from the limo. Vince fell out spluttering, black soot covering his face. They slowly walked up to him and Sienna placed a boot on his chest, pushing him down as Shawn and Paul leant down.
"Too bad you banned us from the building," Shawn said.
"Yeah," Hunter agreed, "maybe next week, you'll let us in."
"Happy fourth of July!" Sienna smiled.
Sunday 16th July
''So you wouldn't mind if they wanted you to move to smackdown for a while?'' Randy asked.
Alexa snuggled deeper into his arms and cocked her head to the side. ''I guess not. Especially if Mark's gonna be there… Mmm…''
Randy set his jaw. ''Lex… He's old enough to be your father.''
She smirked. ''And yet, not my father, and therefore, fair game.''
Randy rolled his eyes, pretty sure that she was just messing with him. ''You're not his type.''
"A girl can dream," she said listlessly. "Often times does, too."
''I'm not listening-''
''…Sweaty, thrusty dreams…''
Randy clamped his hands over his ears. ''La, la, la, la, la, la!''
She playfully punched his shoulder. ''Don't have an aneurysm, babe. I'm just joshin'.''
He eyed her suspiciously. "No sweaty, thrusty dreams?"
"Nah." She shook her head, her nose crinkling just a bit. "Although they wouldn't be unwelcome."
"Not listening!"
"Teasing! Jesus, you're so fragile." She moved so she was laying on top of him and smiled softly at him. ''You know you're the only one I'd want to dream about.''
He returned her smile and reached up to tuck her hair behind her ears. ''Why dream when you've got the real thing right here?'' He gently pulled her closer to him and their lips met. Alexa felt the now familiar and pleasurable crackle of electricity between them. The sudden ringing of Randy's cell phone interrupted them and Alexa pulled away. ''Leave it.'' He panted.
She kissed him on the cheek. ''It might be important.''
He sighed and grabbed his cell from his pocket, ''Hello?'' He frowned. ''What's wrong?'' Alexa repositioned herself so she was sitting up, looking at him with concern. ''How?'' His voice cracked slightly and she grabbed his hand, knowing something had happened. ''Okay... Yeah... I love you too. Bye Dad.''
''Randy?''
''My Grandad's just died, he had a heart attack.'' He told her.
''Oh God.'' She squeezed his hand tighter and leaned down to hug him. ''I'm so sorry.''
''Here.'' Alexa handed his a coffee and sat back down beside him on the sofa. It had been around half and hour since he had found out about his Grandfather's death, and had spent most of it crying on her shoulder. ''You okay?''
He nodded. ''Yeah, thanks.'' He said, his voice croaky from crying. He took a long drink from his mug before placing it down on the table. ''Come here.''
She shuffled closer to him and he pulled her into his arms. ''I love you so much, Lex.''
She smiled. ''I love you too.'' She giggled as he nuzzled his face into her neck before sighing as he started placing soft kisses there. ''Randy, I don't think th-''
She was stopped by a pair of lips pressing hard against hers, shutting her up instantly. Randy's lips were pressed ravenously against hers as he placed a hard, bruising kiss on her lips, his hands holding her head in place, leading her closer. He began to plant soft, gentler kisses on her pulsating mouth, drinking in her lips a little at a time until he could feel her kissing him back, giving in a little at a time. His fingers ran through her hair, pulling her closer to him as he gently kissed her bruised lips, sending shivers down her spine. Alexa found her hands resting over his, holding them in their place as he gently ran the tip of his tongue over her panting mouth that lay open for his exploration. He slipped in, tasting and exploring every crevice of her mouth.
They both groaned when she pulled away, gasping for breath. ''Randy...'' She took a deep breath and tried to settle her breathing. ''You've just lost you're grandfather, you really think this is a good id-''
He cut her off yet again with his lips. ''I just want to show you how much you mean to me. Tonight's about me and you, tomorrow I'll think about everything but not now.''
''I love you.'' Alexa grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards her, thier lips crashing together.