Raw (WWE Family Reunion): Oct. 9, 2006

I smile as I see my fellow WWE wrestlers from SmackDown! and ECW. I scan around to look for my old friends. I suddenly get hugged from behind. I look up to see who hugged me.

"Chelle!" I yell.

"Rissa!" She yells.

King Booker and Queen Sharmell look at us weirdly.

"Sorry." I say. "Sorry, your majesty."

"Apology accepted." Booker says. "Nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you again, too."

Chelle and I walk down the hall. We continue to talk and catch up. We see Randy. We share a mischievous look.

Michelle walks up behind him. "I'm back…"

Randy turns around. "Dammit, McCool. I thought I got rid of you for sure...did I just say that out loud?"

We start laughing. "Where's John?" Chelle asks.

"His locker-room."

"Okay...bye."

Chelle leaves. Randy and I stand there.

"What's on the agenda for you tonight?" Randy asks.

"I get to be on the Cutting Edge."

"That basically means you vs us again."

"Yep."

"Is there a tournament match tonight?"

"Yep. Torrie vs. Melina in a Lumberjack match."

"Who's the winner face?"

"Me."

"You'll be very interested in that one then."

"Yep."

"And I'm winning." Torrie Wilson says walking up to us.

"Good." I say.

"Did you see that Chelle's here?"

"Yeah. I talked to her."

"Me too. Man, I missed her."

Michelle and Torrie were already friends when I was drafted to SmackDown! last year. Once Torrie and I became friends, the three of us roomed together and would eventually invite Candice Michelle into our group. We were inseparable until me, Candice, and Torrie were traded to Raw.

"Me too." Candice says walking up. "So, Tor, you ready to beat Melina?"

"Of course!"

"I'm gonna leave now." Randy says.

"Aw, Randy." Candice says. "I just got here, and Rissa is your closest Diva friend."

"And I'm here." Torrie says.

"Fine." Randy says. "I'll stay for a little bit."

"You could leave, Orton." Mr. Kennedy says walking up. "And leave me with the ladies."

"Fuck off, Ken."

"Make me."

"Ken," I say. "Just go."

"Like I said before, Princess, make me."

I slap him, and he walks away. Randy and I high-five.


"Welcome to the Cutting Edge!" Edge says. "And tonight we have a very special guest. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Marissa!"

("Move it Up" plays)

I walk down to the ring. Lita and Randy roll their eyes as I enter the ring. I sit down in a chair with the three. Edge hands me a microphone.

"So, Marissa...how are you?" He asks.

"Good." I reply. "How are you recovering from the low blow last week?"

"I'm fully recovered from that. Trust me...you didn't get a concussion after last week. Did you?"

I roll my eyes. "No. Sorry, Edge, but your little buddy, Orton, over there didn't throw me hard enough for a concussion."

Randy grabs a microphone. "I had to go a little easy on you. That's also why you won that match 3 weeks ago."

"Actually, I won cause I'm just that good."

"Sweetie," Lita says. "I said it last week, and I'll say it again...we'll stop all of this if you just drop out of the tournament."

I start laughing. "There's no way I'm dropping out."

Lita attacks me. Randy and Edge just watch to end our segment.