Switched
Chapter 15
Author's Note: I am so sorry about the overdue update. I had no idea it had been 3 months since I last updated. Its just been hectic with work and University.
Anyway, this is the RAW before SummerSlam as always please hit the green button at the bottom!
Let's Get Ready to Rumble...
"I don't know if I can do this!" Randy whined nervously as they walked back from the arena. He was stumbling beside Trish as he was wearing a pair of high heeled black stilletoes.
Trish stopped and smiled at him reassuringly. "You'll be fine! It's only Candice."
Randy grinned at her emphasis...he could beat her...it would be fine.
They reached the Women's Locker room and Trish smiled once more at Randy.
"I'll meet you after your match...now get in there and make me proud."
Randy laughed and leaned upwards he tried to kiss her but she was too tall.
"Um could you just bend down a little bit?"
Trish lowered her head slightly. "Is this okay?"
Randy got on his tip toes again and pressed his lips gently against her cheek.
"It will just have to do." He told her with a grin, referring to the kiss.
She rolled her eyes at him and waved as she turned on her heel and walked swiftly towards her locker room.
Randy glanced at the gleaming gold sign marked Divas before squaring his shoulders and walking into the locker room.
"Finally! What took you so long?" Maria asked as Randy entered grinning sheepishly.
"I um kinda got distracted."
Maria and Ashley looked at each other and squealed so loud that Randy was sure his eardrums would rupture.
"Ohmygoshyoudidit!" Maria gushed not taking a breath as Randy wandered over to his cubbyhole.
"I'm sorry I don't speak Maria..." Randy teased looking at them before turning his attention to his ring gear.
Maria and Ashley exchanged knowing looks as his back was turned.
"Don't give us that. You and Orton did it." Ashley stated and folded her arms with a smirk.
This time Randy turned to them, his eyes wide.
"You did do it!" Maria squealed and rushed over to hug Randy. "Is he any good?" She whispered bluntly.
"We'll there's been no...WHAT! NO! GET OFF ME!" Randy began then struggled out her grip.
Maria stood a few feet back looking hurt. Ashley narrowed her eyes at Randy who was now turning pink.
"I'm sorry Ria! I have PMS." He muttered. Please let her be happy again! I wouldn't want Trish finding out I pissed her BFF off.
Maria stood there expressionless for a moment and Randy mentally kicked himself for being such an asshole. He was about to apologize again when the small Diva approached him once more and wrapped an arm over his shoulders.
"It's okay...I know that can be..." Maria said softly and Ashley grinned as Maria led Randy to the mirror.
"I should get ready..." Randy began and was about to head back over and change into his clothes when Maria giggled and forced him onto a seat. "You've been spending too much time with Randy! You're turning into such a man!"
Randy froze. Does she know our secret! No! No she can't!
"W-what do you mean by that?" Randy stammered and Ashley who was now standing at his other side rolled her eyes.
"You always do your hair before you put on your clothes! ("Its like an unwritten female rule!" Maria put in). God, It's good that your blonde." Ashley replied as she plugged the curling tongs in.
"Is this really necessary?" Randy began casting an uneasy glance at the tongs which seemed to get hotter as each second.
"Don't worry hun you'll be ready in time! These babies reach 200 degrees in 10 seconds." Maria told her which made Randy gulp.
You can do this! Just breathe and it will be over before you know it!
"Look what the cat dragged in!" Candice cackled to Melina and Jillian as Randy walked along to the Gorilla position, accompanied with Maria and Ashley, later that night.
Maria looked at Randy with boredom and Ashley leaned against Randy's right side and turned to the other women and yawned.
"Funny. But youwon't be laughing when I beat you on Sunday." Randy stated with a smirk as he along with Trish's BFF'S watched the raven haired Diva scowl at them. Melina and Jillian just gawked at Randy.
Not wanting to let the blonde win Candice retaliated with: "You honestly believe that you can beat me?" in a pretentious tone which caused Jillian and Melina to laugh once more.
"It's not like its hard..." Maria began pretending to admire her nails.
That shut the women up and Randy had to stifle a laugh. Damn who knew bitching could be such fun!
Ashley broke away from Randy and shook her head at her friend. "Sorry Ria I don't agree with you there. I mean is the Champion"
Maria and Randy frowned as Candice smirked triumphantly. Jillian and Melina watched Ashley with amazement.
"Things have been really hard for you. I mean your title match against Mickie was real intense..." Ashley began looking sympathetic stunning her friends and the other 3 women.
"Why thank..." Candice began full of false sincerity but Ashley cut her off.
How did you beat her again?" Ashley pretended to think then turned to who friends who began to smile as they noticed the glint in her eye. They knew where the Dirty Diva was going with this.
"I remember! (she slapped her forehead to emphasise her foolishness of forgetting)You got your bitch...I mean Melina to distract the referee whilst Jillian hit Mickie with a steel chair." Ashley drawled recounting how Candice won the title and ultimate injured Mickie.
"Whatever...at least I've managed to win the title." Candice shot back striking a nerve with Ashley and Maria who had never won the title.
Randy had to hold both his friends back as they shot the Diva evil looks. Candice grinned victoriously and Melina and Jillian simply cackled as Candice's entrance music played.
"Love to chat longer but I've got a match to win! Good luck Patricia!" Candice declared sweetly blowing them a kiss as she turned and snapped her fingers before flipping her hair back and strutting down the ramp. Jillian and Melina rushed behind her like a couple of hounds.
"Ooooh she makes me so....oooooh!" Maria huffed as they watched Candice leave.
"Don't worry Ria...she's gonna regret what she said...I'll make sure of it." Randy muttered as they awaited their cue.
"Oh man J.R. 3 of my favourite Divas together!" Jerry "The King" Lawler announced with glee. J.R. just shook his head and chuckled at his broadcasting partner.
Candice pouted and sashayed down the ramp. She wore a hot pink bustier with black leather hot pants. Over this she wore a black robe. On her feet she wore pink sparkly heeled strappy sandals.
"Ladies and gentlemen the following is a non title singles match. Introducing first; accompanied by Melina and Jillian Hall... she is the WWE Women's Champion, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin...CANDICE MICHELLE!" Lillian Garcia announced.
Jillian and Melina stood outside the ring. The fans roared when she done her usual routine of opening her robe. She got into the ring and blew kisses at the crowd.
Suddenly Trish's music hit and the crowd erupted. Candice glared at the three women who stood at the top of the ramp. How dare they try and upstage me!
Randy wore one of Trish's signature black leather halter neck catsuits with pink down the side and matching boots. Perfect, Randy thought for smashing her ugly face in!
"And her opponent, accompanied by Maria and Ashley, from Toronto; Canada...TRISH STRTATUS!" Lillian announced before getting out of the ring.
Randy and the others walked swiftly down the ramp. Randy delicately climbed up the steel steps. So far so good, remember act like a woman.
He got into the ring and climbed the ring post. There was a hushed silence in the arena as he did his signature Randy Orton thing. He blushed as he noticed everyone was giving him a look of: 0.o
Backstage, Trish slapped a large hand to her forehead as she watched Randy cough and quickly do her thing of pointing a finger in the air.
Ariel who watched from Randy's empty locker room shook her head with a smile.
"That was weird King...its as if Orton is in Trish's body." J.R commented on that confusing entrance.
Oh you don't know how right you are J.R. Randy thought with a slight smile as he overhead the man talking.
"Are you ready ladies?" Mike Chioda the official for the match asked.
"I am." Candice said fluttering her eyelashes making Randy roll his perfectly curled eyelashes at her. "I don't know if Mister Orton is." She added with a smirk.
Randy glared at her as the referee raised a brow questioningly at her – his hand itching to raise the signal to start.
"Oh I'm ready." Randy said though gritted teeth as the bell rang.
"Remember...keep it clean!" Mike warned as the two stalked towards each other.
Candice smirked at Trish and then intimidated Randy's entrance which made Jillian and Melina cackle.
Maria had to hold Ashley back who was threatening to "Punch the laughter out of those skanky ass bitches."
Randy just stared at her and when she was finished he laughed sarcastically.
"Oh I've got something better than that!" Randy informed Candice who frowned at him.
Randy then walked away and took a deep breath, he would never forget this for as long as he lived.
Maria and Ashley howled with laughter as Randy done the Go Daddy dance – albeit badly and like a drunken whore.
Candice was livid! Randy grinned at her when he finished but reeled back when he was met a swift right hander. The crowd gasped and Randy clutched his cheek stunned.
"Don't be too rough...don't be too rough...please God don't let him RKO her." Trish muttered at the ceiling her eyes closed.
Randy closed his eyes and remembered all the shitty things he dealt with during this difficult match – he lost his penis, he gained boobs instead, he hadn't had beer in a month! He had to endure burning wax onto areas which shouldn't be attacked with hot oil, he almost got molested by a porn star reject and to top it all of his uterus was dying.
Candice began to panic. She cast a nervous glance at the referee but a loud shriek which sounded like something you'd hear from Umaga – if his balls were locked in a vice- came from a deranged Randy who flew for her.
The crowd cheered and the women outside looked on with wide eyes as a full out cat fight ensued. Mike was helpless, if he got involved they'd scratch his eyes out!
Randy currently gained the upper hand, he was straddled on top of a squirming Candice and was grabbing her hair and pulling the other womans face up off the mat and slamming it back down again.
"DIE BITCH!" Randy spat at her as he continued his attack.
Candice was screaming for help and the referee had no option but to call for a DQ. Randy was oblivious he hated this woman: he now knew why the others didn't like her – she was plain evil.
As he felt the officials lift him off her he kicked and squirmed. Ashley and Maria were trying to calm him down but as he was being lifted from the ring his eyes were locked on Candice who was clutching her head and practically in tears.
"I'LL GET YOU! THAT BELT WILL BE MINE! IF IT WASN'T FOR THAT FUCKING REFEREE I'D HAVE BATTERED YOU SOME MORE! I WOULD HAVE ALSO RIPPED THAT GREASY SKANKY ASS HAIR OUT YOUR HEAD!" Randy screeched like a madwoman as he was carted to the back.
Trish stared wide eyes as she watched them rush past. Randy was too delirious to have noticed her. Ashley and Maria were running past trying to calm him down.
What the hell was that? Trish thought stunned that Randy could flip like that. She shuddered as she remembered the somewhat feral look in his eye.
"That was interesting." A voice said in her ear causing Trish to jump at least ten feet in the air.
"Ariel!" Trish began clutching her heart then taking a breath to calm herself down. "You scared me."
Ariel smiled apologetically then turned her attention to the screen. RAW was on a commercial break but up next was Trish's match against the number 1 contender Triple H.
"So...when do you think the men in the white coats will come and take Randal away?" Ariel teased causing Trish to glare at her.
"Crazy ass! I bet he's ruined my chances of competing on Sunday!" Trish growled then sighed.
Ariel looked thoughtful then patted Trish on the shoulder. "Poor Patricia..." She paused and grinned widely; Trish was oblivious she was staring at the screen again – a replay of the match and Randy's psycho moment was refreshing everyone's minds. "...if only there was something I could do." Ariel finished in mock sadness.
Trish turned to the witch and narrowed her eyes at her. "Out with it Winnie."
"Well I can only...wait? Winnie?" Ariel began happy as a clam then stopped confused. "Isn't he a yellow bear who likes honey?"
"He is but haven't you read the ' Winnie the Witch' stories?" Trish asked.
"No I can't say I have...are they any good?" Ariel asked intrigued.
"Well the one where she needs glasses is rather..." Trish began smiling then shook her head. "Enough crap! You need to make everyone forget what happened or this whole Freaky Friday shit will have been a waste of time!" Trish said and glanced around nervously before whispering. "And make it quick! Triple H will be here any minute and it will look weird me talking to you!"
"Its because of my hair isn't it? Just because I happen to like a giant purple streak you automatically assume Triple H, in all his infinite Supernatural wisdom will catch on to our current situation!" Ariel told her.
Trish tried her hardest not to reach out not to reach out and shake this woman will all her strength, however, a cocky laugh filled the corridor and she saw Triple H making his way towards them. He was about to say something when he suddenly froze: his body went rigid.
Trish stared confused but then looked around: no one was moving – Ariel had stopped time.
"H-how..."
"No time! Now you have to be precise and extremely careful when I tell you..." Ariel commanded then muttered a small carnation which caused a puff of smoke and a small gold bowl floated beside Ariel. She pulled out a small bottle which was filled with a bright pink liquid.
"What is that?" Trish frowned as she stared at the bottle.
Ariel carefully unscrewed the lid then used her wand to guide the bottle to the bowl.
"I could have poured it but it kills the idea of wonder." Ariel explained as Trish just looked at her.
Trish nodded and watched amazed as the liquid went into the bowl...none of it spilled!
She's right! This is so cool!
"Now, I must stress that you can only wish for one thing... nice try but it won't reverse the spell(Trish blushed as that was what she thinking). This little baby is called genie in a bottle..."
"I thought that was song by Christina Aguliera?" Trish asked puzzled.
Ariel nodded. "It is...boy that was fun trying to stop a lawsuit...I mean come on! No one is going to take a man in a green velvet pointy hat with the name Waldo Witchybottom seriously, are they?"
"Waldo Witchybottom?" Trish asked giggling.
"Oh grow up!" Ariel rolled her eyes. "He's the head of the Council of the witches and the like." Ariel explained.
"Come on! The man's basically called Magic Ass! How can you not laugh at that?" Trish asked laughing.
"I'm not immature. Anyway, what you need to do is look into the bowl and say these words..."
"I'm a genie in a bottle baby, you gotta rub me the right way!" Trish sang and laughed once more.
"Nice try." Ariel smirked then cleared her throat which shut Trish up. She wanted to get rid of everyone's memory of Randy's match.
"You need to start with "I wish" (Trish made a face which the witch ignored.) Then you say what you want."
"Easy peasy." Trish said and made her way towards the bowl but Ariel's wand stopped her.
"You forgot one little thing..."
"And that is?"
Ariel smiled smugly. "You need to say Shazam at the end of your wish."
"Your bullshitting me!"
"Look I don't make the rules! If you want a shot at the title on Sunday then say the damn word! It's not like anyone will hear you!" Ariel pointed out.
Trish sighed, she was right. No one was moving and it was just a word.
"Fine!" Trish said in defeat and Ariel grinned and let her past.
Trish stared down at the pink liquid and Randy's reflection stared back at her, she took a deep breath. "I wish that Randy didn't attack Candice like that and that the match ended on a positiver note." Trish said then added with a smile. "Shazam!"
The liquid bubbled and fizzed which caused Trish to step back as the liquid evaporated and the bowl dissipater.
"Good Shazam by the way...very clear and enthusiastic!" Ariel said beaming.
Trish grinned at her then frowned slightly. "Now what?"
Ariel smiled mysteriously. "Now I must go! Remember that you only got one wish! Good luck Patricia and I hope you got what you wanted!"
Ariel was gone and then Triple H strutted towards her like before. Trish rolled her eyes at him then turned to the screen. A replay of before was playing: Candice was clutching her side, holding onto the ropes glaring at the ramp as a jubilant Randy celebrated his victory with Maria and Ashley. He won by hitting Candice with the Chick Kick.
That's more like it! Trish beamed then closed her eyes and counted to ten as she heard Triple H yell "Hey Orton!" at her.
Turning to face her opponent she fixed a pleasant smile on her face.
"Hunter! How nice to see you!" Trish said dryly as the other man glared at her. "Oh! No Sledgy I see! I guess you're actually going to fight this time?"
Trish smirked as she knew she had struck a nerve with the other man. She tried not gulp when he got right in her face.
"Funny Orton but you won't be so funny when you have to listen to what I gotta say." Triple H told her with a menacing glint in his eye.
Trish frowned at him. "You aren't scripted to have a promo tonight!"
He just threw his head back and laughed. "I thought you'd say that! I pitched this idea to Vince and he loved it! Besides...he didn't think it was fair that his son-in-law and future Champion should get worn out before SummerSlam..."
"What!" Trish cried out outraged. That is so unfair! I knew I should have married Shane! Eeeew what am I saying!
Suddenly Triple H's music hit and he grinned at her. "Show time!"
He wandered to the ramp but before he went out he looked over his shoulder and her and Trish shuddered as he leered at her. What the hell does Stephanie see in him?
"Good luck...you're gonna need it!"
Trish was about to ask what he meant by that but Triple H scurried out. She was still confused as he just
announced to the booing crowd that he wasn't wrestling tonight.
Trish was even more confused when she saw him come back. Randy's music hit which confused her even more. She stared at a chuckling Triple H who watched her go.
He's a creepy bastard. Trish thought as she walked down the ramp and into the ring. Lillian and the referee were in the ring which confused her even more.
"Um what exactly is going on here?" Trish asked the referee- Charles Robinson who looked solemnly at her and took the WWE Championship belt from her.
Uh oh he doesn't look to happy! Do I have to wrestle Charles? He's such a nice man! His hair is always so golden and well groomed!
A bang and some middle eastern music cut her off. Trish was sure she was now pale in the face. This couldn't be happening...this had to be a dream! A bad one at that!
Oh. Sweet. Jesus! Trish watched as the Great Khali roared and stalked slowly down the ramp.
"You cannot be serious!" Trish cried to Charles who nodded grimly. "He'll eat me!" She cried as she watched him effortlessly step over the top rope.
The Great Khali glared at her and she gulped. Charles looked at both of them then sighed before signalling for the match to begin.
Khali stomped towards Trish who held her hands up defensively. "Nice giant man...I don't want to hurt you...I don't even have a problem with you!" She held out her hand as if she was waiting for him to shake it.
"F-friends?" She gulped and the tall man just grunted and hauled her forwards.
As Trish felt her feet leave the ground she vowed that if she survived she would make Triple H pay for this.
"If I was Orton I would give up!" Jerry winced as Trish was flung about the ring.
Trish screamed as she was punched, flung and tossed about like a rag doll. Khali roared as he grabbed Trish by the throat and flung her into turnbuckle which in turn hurt the back of her head. Pain seared through her body and she felt as if her vision was going dizzy. She squinted as she tried to focus on Khali who was getting booed as he was going to rush towards her and in all likelihood kill her. It was no use, the pain was too much for her, she may be in Randy's body but her stamina wasn't up to scratch like his – she was done.
The last thing she remembered was a bell ringing and officials rushing towards her before her world went black...
Trish groaned as she heard hushed voices. Her body was aching all over. What happened to pain killers? Did the EMT's not care about her condition?
As she opened her eyes she cursed as her head was pounding.
"W-where am I?" She moaned clutching her head.
"YOUR ALIVE!" Randy cried and rushed over.
"Bones. Sore. Not helping." Trish moaned as he nearly cut her air supply off.
Randy leapt back as if he got burnt. "Sorry." He grinned sheepishly.
"Nice to see you back with us...you're at the hotel by the way." Ariel said smiling. Randy rolled his eyes at the witch. I was about to tell her that!
"Am I gonna be okay?" Trish asked silently trying not move much as it hurt.
Randy and Ariel looked at each other before looking back at Trish.
"You got given some pain killers but I don't think they were strong enough." Ariel told her softly.
"It was scary! He's a monster! He could have killed you!" Randy said nearly crying as he softly stoked her face.
Trish smiled weakly and winced as she patted his hand. "I'm sorry I screwed up."
Randy shook his head. "You didn't. I can't believe you lasted that long! I swear when this is over I'm gonna make Triple H pay for this."
"Get in line." Trish joked attempting to lighten the mood which made her laugh. However she moaned when another bolt of pain shot through her.
Ariel walked swiftly over to her clutching a glass filled with a thick purple potion. She used her wand to prop Trish up.
"What's that?" Trish asked scrunching her nose up at the drink handed to her.
"Medicine. Now drink up and get some sleep...it's gonna take at least 2-3 days for you to heal then its back to training. I want you in tip top condition for Sunday."
Trish raised the glass and smiled "Here's to SummerSlam!" She winced as she knocked the glass back. "That is disgusting!"
Randy laughed at her and kissed her gently on the forehead. "I'm glad your okay."
Trish felt her eyelids droop. She blinked and tried to fight back the tiredness but it was no use.
Randy gently stroked his face as she drifted off to sleep. Ariel smiled as she watched how caring he was.
"You should get some sleep." She said gently and he turned and grinned softly at her.
"Thank you..." She held up a hand.
"It was no bother...I'll check up on her in the morning." Ariel replied.
Randy nodded and watched as she walked to the door.
"No puff of smoke tonight?" Randy teased.
She turned and grinned at him. "I fancied a change, besides, I've used enough magic tonight to last me a lifetime."
"Have a good night." Randy called as she left.
As he looked down at Trish once more, he gently pressed his lips to hers. He moved away and went over to his bed.
Turning off the light, he settled down and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't wait for Sunday...once this over he was going to make Triple H pay and he would start with giving him a nose reduction...without anesthesic.
A.N. Once again I apologies for the long delay of updates! The next chapter will be the Final chapter and I will update it this Friday!
Thanks for all the support and please review!
xXxArwenxXx