Switched
Chapter 6
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That's all I had to say…no I am off to find me a freaky fish woman and sort her out…
Sweet Dreams…
Trish tried not to scream as the freezing water hit off her skin. She hated Ariel with a fiery vengeance and when she was back in her own body there would be Hell to pay!
She turned the shower off after 10 minutes and rolled her eyes when she heard banging on the door.
"YOU'VE BEEN IN THERE FOR HALF AN HOUR! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? IF YOU HAVE PLUCKED MY EYEBROWS I WILL…" Randy roared then jumped when a pissed off Trish, wrapped in a towel, glared at him.
"What did I say about yelling? You can go in…by the way the water's freezing and don't you dare wash my hair, it will go frizzy. I didn't pluck anything but you should seriously consider plucking you brows to remove the stray hairs." Trish reprimanded him.
"I'm a guy! Guys don't do that and the shower can't be that cold. You're probably just over reacting…like all women do when things don't go their way." Randy pointed out as he pushed past her to get into the bathroom.
Trish just rolled her eyes and started getting ready for bed. She smirked when she heard Randy shrieking like a little girl in the shower. She then spotted her pink baby doll lying on the bed. He's going to pay for that comment. She thought wickedly as she wandered over to the bed…
Stupid Trish and her stupid shower. Stupid freaky fish lady…well if she has greasy hair in the morning she can't blame me. Randy bitterly thought to himself in the shower. It was cold but he wasn't going to admit that to Trish. He hoped she hadn't heard him scream.
The door quietly opened but Randy couldn't hear anything because the water drowned the sound.
Trish silently crept over to the unit, Randy had pulled the curtain around and had his back turned to her so he was oblivious to what was happening. She planted his pyjamas onto the unit.
No more scratchy cotton!! Trish exclaimed with glee as she did a dance and then made her way back to the door.
She paused, her hand on the door knob as she heard noises coming from the shower. She tried not to laugh, however, when she heard him singing-no screeching Shawn Michael's theme tune.
"I think I'm cute. I know I'm sexaaay, I got the looks that drive the girls wild...I'm just a sexy Randy (sexy Randy)…" Randy sang as she washed himself.
Trish opened the door and once she was out she giggled like a 5 year old. That was classic! She then waltzed over to the bed and grabbed her usual Stratus nightwear…
Randy shivered as he grabbed the towel and wrapped it round him. He wouldn't admit to Trish that she was right about the shower. He frowned when he spotted his pyjamas lying there.
I left these out for Trish. She better not be naked. I could wear them. The stupid silk things she wears make me sweat. Ah! To hell with her! I'm gonna wear my boxers and my t-shirt. Take that Trish! Randy smiled to himself as he slipped them on. He threw the towel over the radiator and stepped out of the bathroom.
"You took your time." Trish replied huskily.
Randy jumped about ten feet in the air, he screamed when he turned round as saw her lying on her side, staring at him seductively, in a pink baby doll!
"Come to bed sexy Randy." Trish patted the bed and smirked praying she would not laugh.
"What the…sexy Randy?! Hey! Were in there while I was in the shower? PERVERT! "Randy yelled at her causing her to laugh and sit up.
"Oh come on! It was funny! You are a crap singer though. Hey why don't we get Shawn and you can sing his theme for him?" Trish said giggling.
He marched over to the bed and glared at her.
"I'm glad you find this funny. Do you know that you're stretching your own clothes? Thank god you wore underwear." Randy shuddered at the image of him in a pink dress.
"I was thinking about hanging loose but I decided against it." Trish told him after she calmed down. She paused then looked back at him.
"Besides I can buy another dress. I just wanted to see the look on your face." Trish admitted.
He rolled his eyes at her.
"Right you've had your fun Stratus, now go and change into something else." Randy told her.
Trish crawled over to him her face inches from his.
"What's the matter Randy? Don't you like this? Don't you think the Legend Killer suits Pink?" She purred then cracked up again.
He was about to reply when someone knocked at the door. Trish stared at Randy; he looked at her then the door.
Trish got up and bolted towards it. Randy rushed towards her and grabbed her.
"Let go of me!" Trish cried struggling out of his grip.
"Like hell I will!" Randy yelled back
"Um guys, hello?" John called from the hall way.
"Just a sec John!" Trish yelled and she kicked him in the shin.
"Owww! You bitch!" Randy hissed as he hobbled about.
Trish composed herself and stuck her tongue out at him. Randy's eyes widened when he saw her hand on the handle.
"Get away from there…if you open that door I'll…" Randy spat but he froze when she opened it and leaned against the doorway.
"Hey Johnny!" Trish squealed and John was stunned when his best friend – the WWE CHAMPION standing in a nightdress!
"Um hey Randy….Trish." John stammered when he saw an enraged Randy pull Trish from the door.
"Aw come on Trish! Leave me be! I'm having a great ole gossip with my bestest buddy in the whole wide world…CENA!" Trish declared in a girly voice which pissed Randy off further as he did not speak or dress like that.
"Are you ok man?" John asked frowning.
"Me? I'm fine. I'm on top of…" Trish began loudly but Randy put a hand over her mouth to stop her making him look even weirder.
"She…I mean he's drunk. One too many beers. I'll take care of him don't worry John, Randy will be fine in the morning." Randy lied hoping John would buy it as Trish was acting like she was drunk.
"Oooooh! She's using her angry voice." Trish said in a mock serious tone which caused John to snigger.
"Are you sure you'll be ok? I mean you could bunk with Ash…" John said seriously glancing at the two but Randy cut him off.
"Thanks John but I'll be alright. I'll call if he gets any worse."
"Alright night Trish. Night Man, don't give her a hard time." John said as he waved and walked towards the elevator.
Randy hauled her inside and slammed the door shut. He turned to her and his eyes were full of anger.
"I HOPE YOU'RE PLEASED WITH YOURSELF."
Trish rolled her eyes and pushed past him.
"Relax Orton. Besides he thinks you've had one too many." Trish reminded him as she walked over to the bed.
Randy ran his hands through his blonde hair and counted to ten. It would all be over soon and when he switched back he would never see her again.
"Look Randy I'm sorry. I thought I was being funny but I was a complete jackass back there. I'm sorry if I annoyed you." Trish replied quietly and he looked at her. It was pretty funny…a grown man in a small dress.
"It's ok. He does think I'm pissed. It was pretty funny. I mean the dress doesn't even fit me." Randy told her and grinned when he saw her smile.
"I promise no more dresses. I don't want to stretch them all." She replied and he looked at her in mock shock.
"Are you saying I'm fat?"
Trish laughed as he sauntered over to the bed.
"No if you could do that in heels you'd pass as me." Trish smiled as he turned to turn off the light.
"Look I've been thinking…" Randy began as he tried to get comfy.
"Hmmm?" Trish asked turning to look at him.
"I think we should teach each other our finishers and some moves. I mean I want to keep my title you want to win one. I think we should start that a.s.a.p." Randy replied seriously.
"Sure. Also you need to learn to walk in heels." Trish said yawning slightly.
"Do I have too?" Randy whined and she rolled her eyes.
"Can we please save all arguments to the morning?" Trish asked sleepily.
"Fine." Randy huffed.
"Thank you. Goodnight Randy." Trish said turning to the wall.
"Night." Randy replied turning to face the door.
There was silence. All was well and for once the two had managed to come to an agreement and all was calm…
"Get your foot away from my ass!" Trish spat at him as she wriggled about.
"Newsflash this bed is tiny and if I move any further I'll be on the floor!" Randy pointed out.
"Urggh!" Trish cried in exasperation as she moved closer to the wall.
"Urggh back at ya." Randy hit back grinning as he heard her whispered obscenities under her breath.
"It's rude to whisper." He added laughing to himself.
It was going to be a long night. A very long night indeed.
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