Fangirl, Randy Randy, Fangirl

by IKindaDigCrazyGuys

When a tumblr scrolling, fanfiction writing fangirl travels to Georgia to meet the superstar of her dreams, her trip doesn't go exactly the way she planned it. (If you don't understand it, the title is meant to be an introduction. Example: "Fangirl, this is Randy. Randy this is fangirl." I hope you understand.)

34. Chapter 34

Fangirl, Randy; Randy, Fangirl Chapter 34

A/N: Thanks for reading and reviewing. I really appreciate it. Special thanks to PRINCESSNIA, kimberly317, JohnCenaFan101, PassionWriter101, and smash07 for their continued support.

MONTHS LATER

Over the last six months, Randy had been working with Nelson to get him ready for an audition with WWE. Randy had taken him shopping for ring gear and they decided upon a possible ring name. Nelson insisted on using his dad's name. Randy was okay with the decision, but he explained to Nelson that WWE and its fans would expect him to be just like Randy himself. Nelson admitted that Randy's shoes would be hard to fill. He changed his decision to Andrew Orton.

Riley was able to get Nelson the audition; although, it took some convincing to the scouts. Riley had to remind them that Nelson would be a fourth generation superstar. With that in mind, the scouts agreed to see him.

Nelson was out of school for summer vacation. Today, Randy and Nelson were flying out to Florida so Nelson could audition for the scouts before the NXT taping in three days. "Good luck, Nelson. I have full confidence in you. I hope everything goes well. Listen to your dad; at least try to take his advice to heart." Riley said. "Yes, ma'am. Thanks again for setting up the audition." Nelson said. "You're welcome. Blow them away." Riley said. Nelson nodded and smiled.

"I'll call you when we land, babe." Randy said. "Okay. Be safe." Riley said as she kissed Randy's cheek. She knew how grossed out Nelson would get if she kissed Randy's lips. As she backed away from Randy, he pulled her close and passionately kissed her lips. "UGH! Would you please stop?!" Nelson said. Randy chuckled as he broke the kiss. "I love you, Ry. We'll see you in a few days." Randy said. Riley smiled and nodded as they left for the cab that was waiting for them.

When they landed, Randy got a rental car from the airport and drove to the hotel. As soon as they checked in, they put their bags away and went to the local gym where the NXT guys worked out. When they walked in, Randy and Nelson got a lot of stares. The gym owner greeted Randy immediately. "It is such an honor to have you here today. Make yourself comfortable and enjoy your workout." The man said. Randy nodded shook the man's hand. "I'm Randy and this is my son Nelson." He said. Nelson nodded and shook the man's hand as well.

"Well, it's nice to meet you both. Like I said, make yourselves comfortable. If you need anything, just give me a holler." The owner said. Both Randy and Nelson nodded. When the man left, Randy turned his attention to Nelson. "Okay. Let's get started." He said. Nelson nodded and followed Randy. Nelson stretched to prevent injury and Randy led him to his first workout. "I want fifty reps; just like at home." Randy said as they walked up to the bench press. Nelson nodded and got started; Randy stood behind the machine to spot him.

Fifty reps later, Nelson stopped. "Good job, kid. Let's go." Randy said walking toward another station. The equipment was set up like it would be for pull ups, but the bar was too low for that purpose. "How many of these do you think you can handle?" Randy asked. Nelson scoffed. "Like 100, easy." Nelson said. Randy raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?" Randy asked. Nelson nodded. "Okay. I want 100 reps. Go for it." Randy said. Nelson nodded.

He got on his knees beneath the bar; he crossed his feet at the ankles and reached up for the bar. "What are you doing?" Randy asked. "Pull-ups." Nelson said. Randy chuckled. "Move, knucklehead." He said. Nelson stood and stepped aside to watch Randy demonstrate. Randy stood in front of the bar and reached behind him to grab the bar. He leaned forward and pulled himself up from behind. Nelson just watched. "You expect me to do 100 of those?" he asked. Randy stood up straight and nodded. "You said you can easily do 100, so I want to see 100." Randy said.

Nelson groaned. "You tricked me!" he said as he positioned himself for the exercise. "No. I didn't trick you. You didn't ask what it was. You just assumed. In this business, you can't assume anything. Always ask questions, no matter how stupid they may seem because I guarantee there will be someone who will have the same questions but will be too scared to ask and will end up hurt or fired." Randy said. Nelson nodded and started his reps.

Roughly 35 reps later, Nelson started complaining. "I can't do this anymore." He whined. Randy gave him a pep talk. "If you let go of that bar, you're going to start over at 1. You can finish this, kid. Let's go!" he said. Nelson nodded and continued. "What's the point of this thing anyway?" he asked. "If I had something like this coming up, my shoulders wouldn't be so bad, so stop complaining." Randy spat. Nelson nodded and kept his mouth shut as he finished the 100 reps. "Alright. Take a break." Randy said. Nelson nodded and grabbed a towel and a bottle of water. He sat on a bench on the wall.

After a few minutes, some of the guys from NXT sat with Nelson. "So you're Orton's kid?" one of them asked. Nelson nodded and introduced himself. "I'm Nelson." He said. Each young man introduced himself and the guys carried out a conversation until Randy interrupted. "Let's go, knucklehead, we aren't done." Randy said. Nelson nodded and stood to follow Randy.

Some of the guys were almost star struck. "It's so great to meet you sir," one of the guys said as he extended his hand to Randy. "I was wondering if you had any tips for me to get out of NXT and onto the main roster?" the guy asked. Randy thought. "While you're at NXT, perform like you're on the main roster. That way, your strengths and weaknesses will show and the writers will know how to use you." Randy said. The young man nodded. "I had an interview with your wife a while back and I haven't heard anything back from her. Could you maybe put in a good word for me?" he asked. Randy shook his head. "My wife and I don't talk about her job, so I can't help you. Like I said, perform like you're on the main roster. Forget about how little or how much the other people around you are doing. Just handle yourself." Randy said. "Thank you, sir." Randy nodded and walked off with Nelson to finish the workout.

Randy led Nelson to a set of kettlebells. Each bell looked to weigh fifteen pounds. Randy picked up a kettlebell and demonstrated to Nelson what he was supposed to do. "You got it?" Randy asked after the demo. Nelson nodded. "Okay 50 reps and then you'll hit the treadmill. After that, we'll go." Randy said. Nelson nodded and did the reps as he was told.

Randy nodded in satisfaction. "Alight. Treadmill for half an hour and you're done." Randy said. Nelson nodded and grabbed a towel and another bottle of water. Nelson jogged on the treadmill for the thirty minutes Randy said. During that time, he noticed some of the NXT guys pointing at him and back at Randy. He ignored it until one of the guys got on the treadmill next to him.

"Hey. Nelson, right?" the guy asked. Nelson nodded. "Yeah." He said. "What's it like being Randy Orton's son? I bet it's awesome." The young man said. Nelson shrugged. "I don't think he is any different than anyone else's dad. He retired when I was really young so it's not like I missed out on anything with him." He said. The guy nodded. As the guy opened his mouth to say anything, Nelson cut him off. "Could you not? I'm just trying to get in a good work out and leave. I didn't come here to talk." He said. The guy seemed to be offended, but Nelson didn't care.

Randy saw and heard the short conversation and laughed. "I guess you aren't such a knucklehead after all. Let's go." He said. "But I have another 10 minutes." Nelson said. "Don't worry about it. That last comment was good enough." He said. "Oh. You heard that?" Nelson asked. Randy nodded and handed Nelson a clean towel and cold bottle of water. Nelson chuckled. "Am I going to have to deal with people like that for the rest of my life?" he asked. Randy nodded. "Yep. That's what happens when you have a legendary WWE superstar for a dad." He said cockily.

DAYS LATER

Today was Nelson's WWE audition. He had continued his workouts for the days prior to make sure he was in tiptop shape. As Randy drove to the audition, he noticed Nelson's leg shaking nervously. "Calm down, kid. Why are you so nervous?" he asked. Nelson shrugged. "What if they don't like me? I mean, I'm just some random kid who lucked out with parents in the business." He said.

Randy shook his head. "See? This is why I call you a knucklehead. You need to have confidence in yourself. You could be the worst wrestler ever but if you believe you're the best, other people will think so, too." Randy said. Nelson nodded and took deep breaths.

They pulled up to the arena and walked backstage. "Get changed and stretch." Randy said. Nelson nodded and disappeared into a dressing room. He came out dressed in long, white tights. The side of each leg was decorated with gold tribal prints. In gold on the back, just like Randy's trunks, was Orton. Nelson turned around showing Randy the look. Randy nodded, satisfied with the way Nelson was dressed. "So, are you a good wrestler?" Randy asked. Nelson scoffed. "Better than you ever were." He said arrogantly. "That's the kind of attitude you need to have. Now let's go out there." Randy said. "Wait, you're going to be out there with me?" Nelson asked. Randy nodded. "Who did you think your opponent was going to be?" he asked as he pulled off his sweats and t-shirt revealing the trunks he wore years ago. "Dad. You're like fifty." Nelson said. "48. And what does my age matter? I can still take you down, knucklehead." Randy said. "Did Mom know you were my opponent?" Nelson asked. "Maybe. Maybe not. That doesn't matter right now. Let's go." Randy said. Nelson followed him out to the ring.

The arena was empty, save for five scouts. Nelson shook his nerves and got in the ring. "Alight, kid. What's your name, age, height and weight?" one of the scouts asked while writing on a piece of paper. He didn't bother to look up. "My name is Nelson Orton." He started. Every scout raised his head to get a look at Nelson when they heard his last name. "I'm 16 years old; 6 feet tall; 205 pounds." Nelson continued. "Do you have a ring name?" a second scout asked. "Andrew Orton." Nelson said. The scouts nodded and wrote. "Alright. You ready?" a third scout asked. Nelson nodded.

A bell rang and the match started. Nelson thought Randy was going to go easy on him to make him look good; he was wrong. Randy did a number on him, but Nelson ended up victorious in the end. He pinned Randy and stood up. He panted in an effort to catch his breath. He helped Randy up and waited to hear from the scouts. "You said you're 16, right?" a fourth scout asked. Nelson nodded. "I'll be 17 in five and half months." He said. The scouts huddled together and whispered. "Randy, can you come over here?" a fifth scout asked. Randy nodded and went to them. The six men continued whispering.

"Alright, Nelson. You're really good. Better than most of the guys in NXT. Hell, some of the guys on the main roster can learn from you." One of the scouts said. Nelson grinned. "The only problem is you're too young. We can't even take you in NXT until you're 18. And you have to be 21 for the main roster." The scout said. "We need someone like you on the main roster, though. So your dad has given us permission to work with you on the main roster. How does that sound?" he asked. "That's awesome! Thank you so much!" Nelson said.

Randy hugged him tightly and congratulated him. He was so proud of Nelson; he was officially a fourth generation WWE Superstar. "We just need you to sign your contract and meet with our creative director—your mom. After that, you'll be set." A scout said. Nelson nodded. "We'll fax your mom the contract and you can talk amongst yourselves about where you want you want your career to go." Another scout said. Nelson nodded. "What about school?" Randy asked. "That's up to you. If he wants to finish first, let us know and we can work something out." The scout said. "I can take the rest of my classes online, Dad. School won't be a problem." Nelson said. Randy nodded.

"Well, welcome to WWE, Nelson. Great job today." a scout said. "Thank you so much." Nelson said as he left the ring with Randy.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I really appreciate it. Don't forget to review. There's only one more chapter. I'm debating on a major twist or a simple ending. I don't know what to do! Ahh! Anyways, please review!

Also: the pull-ups at the gym were inspired by a picture of Corey Graves I saw on tumblr. I hope I gave a good enough description.