The four of them went down to the bar later that night. Amy looked hotter than EVER. She had on a tight black wifebeater, some extremely tight black pants, and her boots were tucked into them. Randy wanted to nail her right there.
And so did Ted.
"Junior stop staring at my boobs."
"I can't help it wifey. They're just out and about for the world to see in that top."
"That's kind of the point, Junior. Ohhh take a picture of me so I can send it to Matt" she smiled coyly.
Randy's heart sank to his feet again. She was obviously going to be moving on…with Sydal. All he could think about was kicking that kid's ass. He was sure as hell going to confront him at the RAW tapings in a few days. He'd scare the shit out of that kid.
"Alright pose for me, wifeycakes!" Ted snapped a picture of Amy with her phone and she sent it to Matt. Not even 5 seconds later she got a reply:
Oh my GOD. I hope you wear something like that on Monday. You look BEAUTIFUL. I bet if I looked up the word in the dictionary, I'd see your smiling face!
WOW. Just WOW. Who took that picture? I want to thank them profusely!
-Matt
Amy started giggling as she sent Matt a reply:
Maybe I will wear something like this Monday! :growl: Tee hee.
And you can thank Junior for the picture.
-Amy
Amy looked up from her texting with a smile on her face. A HUGE smile. Everyone noticed it, especially Ted.
"Are you macking on that kid again wifey?"
"You know it Junior. Let's get drunk!"
The four of them sat there getting drunk again. Randy wanted to talk to Amy so bad and finally tell her how he felt about her. But he was damn drunk. In fact, he was starting to feel a bit sick.
"I'm heading back. I don't feel so good" Randy said as he got up.
"I don't either man. I think I'll join you. Will you two be alright down here?" Dave asked.
"We'll be fine, Dave. We have each other. Right wifey?"
"You know it Junior."
"Yeah that's what I'm afraid of. Don't lose your key cards again, dorks."
Amy and Ted seemed to have a problem with losing their key cards once they got drunk. They both swore they had to pay a shitload to replace them since they started traveling together. They could hold their booze, but not their hotel keys, apparently.
The more and more drunk they got together, the more flirtatious they were. Pretty soon, they were hanging off each other in the booth.
"Mmm Junior. You smell good."
"You smell like whiskey wifey. It's actually kinda hot!"
Chris Jericho happened to walk up at the time. He'd seen these two plowed before, but never hanging off each other like they were now. Chris was very curious as to what exactly was going on and where the hell the rest of their crew was.
"Well well well. If it isn't the lush and the drunk!" Chris stated.
Amy practically leapt out of her seat and wrapped her arms around Chris. He almost fell over but thank god he grabbed onto the table. Otherwise, they would've toppled to the ground.
"My favorite Canadian. I missed you" Amy slurred. Damn this chick drinks a lot of whiskey Chris thought. She smells like the Jack Daniels distillery!
"I missed you too, drunk. Where's the rest of your gang?"
Chris could tell by the look on Amy's face he'd asked the wrong question.
"Dave and that asshole Orton went back to the room" Amy said angrily. Uh oh.
"Since when do you call Randy by his last name? And since when is he an asshole?"
"Since he called me a slut earlier today, Chris."
Chris sat there in shock. Why the hell did Randy have to go and say something like that? What an idiot!
"Why did he do that? Does he have a death wish?"
"Because I smooched Ted."
Chris had seen that coming from a mile away for a long time. The sexual tension between Amy and Ted was astounding. He knew Amy didn't notice, but he always knew that Ted secretly lusted for Amy. He always talked about her when she wasn't around. He had a serious crush on her.
"And it was the best moment of my life" Ted chimed in.
"Oh Junior. You're so cheesy."
"I know Randy didn't mean it Amy. He really cares about you" Chris told her.
"What the hell ever. I don't care. It's over with me and Randy. I'm moving on."
Chris looked at Ted and saw a huge smile on his face. He knew Ted had been waiting for an opportunity to get Amy and he finally had one. All Chris could do was chuckle to himself. He was willing to put money on it that these two were going to hook up tonight.
Actually he'd pretty much put the deed to his house that these two were going to hook up tonight.
"Well I'll let you two get back to your 'hubby and wifey' time. Try not to lose your keys again" he said as he walked away chuckling.
Amy looked over at Ted, eyes half opened, and smiled.
"Junior how about some more shots?"
"Sure wifey. My treat. What do you want?"
"How about you get some tequila? Want to do a body shot?"
Ted was about to jump out of his skin. He had never done a body shot with Amy, but he sure as hell was going to start now. Ted just sat there spacing out, thinking about where he'd like to take a shot off his 'wifeycakes.'
"Sure wifey. Let's do this."
Amy and Ted stood up, linked arms, and headed to the bar. Chris meanwhile was on the other side of the room watching and laughing hysterically. Oh my god this is going to be so fun to watch he thought. He had no idea how much fun it would indeed be! He watched the two of them hang off each other at the bar and order drinks. He was not prepared for what he saw next!
Ted ripped off his shirt and Amy did a body shot off of Ted's abs. Chris gasped when he saw this. Wow talk about sexual tension he thought. He was now willing to bet his house and his music gear that these two were going to hook up tonight. Just then he saw Ted do a body shot off of Amy's chest! Chris decided he would now make it his house, music gear, and his 65 Mustang that these two would be getting together tonight.
Chris continued to watch them take shot after shot off of each other. The last one he saw was when Amy took a shot off of Ted's neck. He watched as Amy continued to suck on his neck for a good two minutes while Ted's eyes closed. It looked like Ted was really enjoying himself!! By this time Chris had pretty much put everything he owned on whether or not Ted and Amy would hook up tonight. He watched Amy and Ted leave the bar with their arms wrapped around each other. He'd have to get the 411 out of his favorite blonde tomorrow!
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"Junior I am PAH-LOWED."
"So am I wifey. I hope I don't barf in my bed."
"What do you mean YOUR bed? You're cuddling with me tonight, Junior."
Junior got a huge smile on his face. He loved laying next to his wifeycakes. He just hoped he didn't puke on her. She may have been wasted, but she'd pound his head in and he knew it.
The elevator dinged and they got off on their floor. For once, Amy found her keycard!
"I found mine Junior! I didn't lose it!!"
"You're so awesome, wifey."
Amy and Ted stumbled into the room with their arms wrapped around each other, laughing hysterically. Dave looked over at them, smiled, and shook his head. Those two sure can party he thought. He almost puked when he wet over to hug them, though.
"God! You two smell like a whiskey and a tequila distillery!"
Amy then hiccupped and Ted starting laughing uncontrollably.
Randy just sat there and watched all of this unfold. This was now, officially, the most wasted he'd ever seen Amy. He knew she never mixed different kinds of liquors together. She was always griping about the time she mixed whiskey and beer and puked up foam all day the next day. She had some strict drinking rules, but they apparently went out the window tonight.
"Come on Junior" Amy slurred. "We need to go pass out and hopefully not vomit on each other."
"Shut up wifey! You're fuckin drunk again!" Ted said as he began to laugh hysterically.
"Good night boys" Amy said as she grabbed Ted's arm. "Junior if you puke on me, I'll kill you."
Summary: Looks like Amy and Ted are pretty wasted! What do you think will happen in the next chapter?
Thanks to my repeat reviewers. And don't worry…Cody WILL be back SOON! I promise!
