A/N- I debated on which one should figure out who the other is online, and went back and forth for awhile. I settled it eventually. Review! Please!

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Online Friends, Offline Enemies

"Give me some damn covers Chris." This has been going on for two hours now. She was sure that he was doing it to anger her.

"Why don't you trying moving over instead of laying as close to the edge as you can possibly get?" Every time he got comfortable she did something to disturb him. Like open her mouth.

"That would require me being close to you." Caylin didn't even try to hide the disgust in her voice.

"Way to point out the obvious assclown."

"Can't you think of any other insults? That one gets old after awhile." She got sick of hearing him say it constantly.

"I don't look at assclown as an insult. It's more of a word to get a point across." Chris explained.

"Do you purposely try and be annoying, or is a natural gift?"

"I don't know. Do you purposely try to be an uptight bitch, or is it a natural gift?" He smirked when he heard her mumble to herself.

"You know, mumbling to yourself is a sign of insanity." Chris informed her, enjoying edging her on.

"Just shut up so I can go to sleep." Caylin was ready to kick him out of the room but knew it wasn't an option. Chris would just get Vince to let him back him then she'd be in trouble. Chris Jericho; the cause of all her problems.

"Night princess." He ignored the kick he felt to his leg and turned over.

Like always, Jericho woke up right at seven on the dot. It seemed that he could never sleep in not matter what. He figured it was because he was mentally stronger than all humans and didn't need much sleep. He had an hour before Cody would bring him his coffee, just enough time to shower and gel his beautiful blond mane.

"What the hell?" Just as Chris was getting ready to run his fingers through the said beautiful blond mane, he realized he couldn't lift his right arm. He quickly saw what the weight was on his arm; Caylin's body. Apparently sometime during the night she rolled over to him.

"Can't blame her, I'd want to be as close to me as possible too." He didn't know whether to just shover her away and ultimately waking her, or to gently move her.

"Definitely gently. It'll stop her from complaining for at least another hour." Chris slowly began to pull his arm out from underneath her and froze when her hand grasped his arm.

"Stay." Oh God, she must be high, or unaware it's him. Chris smirked, oh what he wouldn't give to have a camera.

"Move." He had no time to play nice guy right now.

"Mhnmmh."

"Well that sounded intelligent Caylin. You can rape me later." He gave her another shove, maybe a tad to hard though. He winced as he heard the clunk as her body hit the floor. Not good.

"I. Am. Going. To. Kill. You."

"You were just feeling me up five minutes ago sugar britches." He laughed when she sat up and he took notice to her hair. It was like she went to bed with hairspray in it. It was a bunch of tangles.

"I was not feeling you up. I was sleeping contently until YOU pushed me out of bed." She maneuvered herself so she was sitting on the side of the bed facing away from him.

"Of course you were content. You were laying in my arms...er, well arm." Chris pointed out. He held out his arm where there were still red marks from her head.

"Go to hell Jericho! I hate you." Caylin screeched.

"I'm not putting up with this. I am going to email Vincent right now and inform him you are a bitch!" Chris made his way to his laptop and sat down on the uncomfortable couch.

"No. I'm going to email Vince and let him know you are a conceited asshole and that I can't work with YOU!" Caylin reached for her computer that was sitting on the stand and opened up a word document. She jumped slightly when her computer dinged.

KingOfYourWorld has just signed on

Perfect, she could rant to him. He always knew how to make her feel better.

Chris looked down as his computer dinged after a few seconds of being logged on.

CanYouSayCay has just signed on

She had perfect timing. She always made him see the better side of things.

CanYouSayCay: He pushed me out of bed! On purpose!
KingOfYourWorld: That's not as bad as dealing with the biggest bitch in the world.
CanYouSayCay: I think it is! He woke me up.
KingOfYourWorld: Because of her I won't have time to fix my beautiful hair.
CanYouSayCay: Because of him, I lost out on an extra hour of sleep. I'm sleep deprived as it is. I don't need his help!
KingOfYourWorld: She made my arm have ugly red marks on it!
CanYouSayCay: He accused me of sleeping in his arms! YEAH RIGHT!

Chris looked up at Caylin and saw her looking at her computer screen waiting for something. He looked back down at his conversation he was having. There was no way....nah, it had to be a coincidence.

CanYouSayCay: You there?
KingOfYourWorld: Yeah. Sorry, my cell rang.
CanYouSayCay: I can go if you're busy.
KingOfYourWorld: No, no. It's fine. So are you going to kill your room mate?
CanYouSayCay: He'll probably drown himself in tears. He didn't have time to "fix his beautiful blond mane."
KingOfYourWorld: Hair is very important to a man.
CanYouSayCay: Not that important.

Chris heard a knock on the door and Cody announcing himself. Chris began typing goodbye to his online friend and sent it at the same time she sent one.

CanYouSayCay: My room mate's friend is here to give him his morning coffee because he is too good to get it himself. Bye.
KingOfYourWorld: Coffee time. Bye.

She signed off before she even had a chance to read what he wrote, he was sure of it. He noticed what she wrote though. He noticed all the similarities too. There was just no way. No way this woman was Caylin. It's all just a coincidence. He decided to ask her what her name was next time they talked.

"Chris, your lacky is here, and look, he even brought me coffee. I already like him. Now, I'm going to meet up with Mickie. See you later...assclown." Chris didn't even have time to respond because she was out the door in a flash. Cody entered the room and handed him his coffee and sat down at the small table.

"Why aren't you dressed? And why is your hair a mess?" It was eight o'clock, Chris was already up and dressed, and his hair was perfection by now.

"How many people would you say have internet in the world?" Chris asked still pondering his earlier thoughts.

"About three billion, why?" Three billion people? There was no way that the one person Chris found that he liked to talk to...was the same girl he couldn't stand talking to him real life?

"No reason asswipe. Now, why the hell isn't there any cream in my coffee?"

"There is."

"NO THERE ISN'T." Chris took the lid of his cup and pointed at the black liquid.

"I guess Cay took yours."

"What did you just call her?"

"Cay." Cody said slowly. Chris was losing it.

"Why?"

"She likes to be called Cay usually instead of Caylin. Says it's to manly."

CanYouSayCay?

It all made sense now.