Characters in this chapter: Shawn Michaels, Triple H, John Cena, Vince McMahon
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A 'Normal' Day: Work
Shawn Michaels was walking backstage with his best friend Triple H, chatting. "Hey Shawn, whats your problem lately? You know, you have a bad attitude." Shawn stopped in his tracks and looked at Triple H. "Bad attitude? The hell are you talking about, Hunter?" Hunter crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow "What the hell am I talking about? Shawn, your usually all happy and energetic. Now your just..well, now your just bitchy.". "Oh, shut up, Hunter. You have no clue what your talking about. Lets go." Shawn and Hunter continued walking and talking. "Don't tell me to shut up, Shawn. And yes, I do know what I'm talking about. Your not yourself, at all. So tell me whats going on." Shawn rolled his eyes. "Nothing is going on.". "Then tell me this. How come I haven't heard from Rebecca? She used to talk to me. And how come you never talk about her and the kids anymore? Your usually all Rebecca this, Cameron that, Cheyenne did this, Cameron did that. Now your just...not you."
"Change isn't always bad, Hunter. Maybe I changed a bit, but not alot. If I changed, it was for the better, not the worse." Shawn looked around then walked right into a door and Hunter laughed. "Maybe your eyesight changed too. How can you not see a door?" Shawn looked at him "Hey, it can happen to anyone.". Hunter shrugged and kept walking "Anyway, if you changed for the 'better', then whats going on with Rebecca?". "Rebecca? Oh. She had a few bad falls...she's clumsy lately." Shawn went over to a vending machine and got himself a bottle of water. Hunter did the same. "Clumsy, huh?" Hunter sat down with Shawn and took a sip of water. "Yeah, clumsy. Why are you so worried about her anyway?" Hunter smirked. "Because, she's your wife. Your wife is my friend. And I don't like seeing my friends hurt, you know that, Shawn." Shawn chugged his water and Hunter cracked his knuckles. "Anyone hurts them, you can tell me, man. Kick their asses." Hunter laughed, Shawn didn't. "Yeah, yeah."
"The champ is here!" John Cena walked into the room with the WWE title over his shoulder. "Shut up, John! That gets annoying." Shawn fixed his hair by taking it out of a ponytail and putting it back in. "And do you always have to carry that around?" Shawn threw the water bottle in the garbage and sat back down. Hunter coughed "Attitude problems.".John looked at him "Seriously. Whats your problem, man?". "I have no problem, alright?!" Shawn raised his voice. "What is with you people?". "Calm down, Shawn, we only want to know whats wrong with you. As I said before, your just not yourself." Hunter stretched out. "Yes I am myself, Hunter. I'm the Heartbreak Kid, the Showstopper, the Main Event--" John cut him off. "The guy that can't shut his mouth!" Shawn looked at John. "I wouldn't be talking, 'champ'." John laughed. "Looks like someone can't still can't deal with the fact that they lost at WrestleMania."
Shawn was about to go after him, but Vince came walking in. "Hey champ, Hunter, Shawn." John and Hunter waved while Shawn lowered his voice, sounding angry. "Hey Vince.." Vince looked around. "Surprising, not alot of people are around. Whats up?" John decided to go for one more wise crack "It's Shawn's time of the month and someone forgot to take their Midol!". Hunter laughed and Vince tried hard not to. "Shut your mouth, Cena!" Shawn got in his face. "Not my fault you have another thing in common with the divas around here." John looked him in the eyes, not looking the least bit afraid of him. Vince separated them. "Now, now, guys. The fighting and wrestling is for in the ring, not backstage.". "John shouldn't have said anything! He's lucky your here." Shawn looked ticked. "Alright Shawn, I think we should go." Hunter tried pulling him away, but Shawn stood there.
"No way, I'm not taking anything from that...joke! Leave me alone, Hunter." Hunter backed off. "One more wise crack, Cena, watch what happens to you." Shawn looked at Cena, then at Vince. "I'll go now. See ya later." Shawn stormed out. John grabbed a piece of paper and wrote 'Midol' on it, then held it up as Shawn left. "Midol helps it all go away!" Hunter laughed and shook his head, luckily for Cena, Shawn was too far away to hear him.