Chapter 3: Show 1: The Show

Beth knocked on Mickie's changing room door. She heard music suddenly stop and the door opened.

"Hi Beth, Vincent and I were just practising," she looked tired. "Hey, what name did you get?" Mickie asked.

"Phil…or as I like to call him…a complete Punk!" Beth shouted.

"I thought you guys got along pretty well," Mickie grinned.

"Well yesterday afternoon he took me out and spilt water, wine and food on me. All at the same time!" Beth complained. "And I'm starting to get an English accent!" she added.

"That's not so bad. The accent thing, I mean. And hey, maybe Phil was just nervous,". Undertaker rushed up to the girls.

"Arlene wants a meeting with us downstairs," he announced. "Let's go," he said. Mickie took her arm in Beth's and skipped down the stairs.

*~*~*

"Guys, I would like you to meet, the Strictly Come Dancing judges!" 3 other men walked through the door and joined Arlene. "Bruno Tonioli, Len Goodman and Craig Revel Horwood!" she smiled. "And you cant forget me," the wrestlers clapped for each person respectively.

"Yesterday, I promised you guys a surprise, and here it is: On the results show, once a week, two of you will perform a couple dance together! This week it's Maria and Jeff,"

Maria stared at Candice who was looking right back at her. Burning holes through each other's skulls. They definitely weren't friends any more. Talk about some backstage friction!

*~*~*

6.00 PM. The guys and girls decided to head out for a dinner one hour and thirty minutes before the show started. Undertaker was feeling a little bit better, but as always, he hated the idea with a passion.

"At least this Chinese is cheering me up," he smiled weakly. The table was mostly silent, until Beth spoke.

"Come on guys, let's just see how the first show goes!" she said.

Maria threw her phone out onto the table disappointedly. "Do we ever get time to just be free!"

"I'm guessing we need to go, see you guys at the show!" Jeff took Maria's arm in his and they walked out of the restaurant. He was completely oblivious to the feud going on…from the looks of it, he was the prize.

"Is it me, or are you looking a little jealous?" Randy said to Candice. He loved to get her angry.

"Of Maria? What's there to be jealous of?" Candice replied smartly.

"I think you know what,"

"Actually I don't…"

'Voices' by Rev Theory played when Randy's phone rang.

"You're modest," John said playfully. Randy glanced at him before turning his attention back to who he was talking to.

For what seemed like hours later, Randy slammed shut his phone and stormed outside, not the happiest of moments.

*~*~*

7.00PM. The show was starting in 15 minutes. Michelle, Beth and Mickie leaned in closely as Maria was telling them all that happened during rehearsals and planning for her and Jeff's couple dance.

"You are really happy about this aren't you?" Michelle put an arm around her friend.

"Yeah, but Candice has ruined this experience for me, do you know what she did?" Before Maria could continue, the door opened.

"5 minutes, start getting ready girls,"

"That's my cue! Brian wants to do everything perfectly, it can get annoying as hell!" Beth complained and walked off to her dressing room. Michelle and Mickie followed.

Everyone was behind the curtains, they were all so nervous. "You can hear that crowd cheering like there's no tomorrow," Jeff joked.

"This better go well," Undertaker took in a deep breath.

"Don't worry about a thing," Michelle whispered into his ear. Candice stared across at Randy, somewhat concerned. He had been acting strange since the call he got earlier that night.

"We would like to introduce to you, our contestants!" Bruce announced. "Mickie James and Vincent Simone!" The curtains flew open. Arm in arm, Mickie and Vincent waved to the crowd and walked down the stairs onto the dancing floor.

"I hope she's going to be OK," John muttered to himself.

"Don't worry about her for now, we have a competition to win," Camilla whispered.

"Jeff Hardy and Karen Hardy!" Tess Daly continued. Jeff, whose mind was focused on the extra dance routine, gracefully walked down the steps.

"Maria Kanellis and Anton Du Beke," Maria glared disappointedly at her partner, she hadn't got the swap she requested.

"Mark Callaway and Flavia Cacace!" Everyone stared at Undertaker with grins on their faces, expecting something truly embarrassing. But he walked down the stairs with ease.

Soon, everybody had been announced, and nobody tripped up or anything. While everyone went backstage, Mickie and Vincent got into their positions for the dance they were about to perform. A Foxtrot, to the song Heaven by DJ Sammy.

Watching from the sidelines, John Cena daydreamed to the song.

Baby you're all that I want.
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven.

And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart.
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

The dance was over. Everybody cheered. It was wonderful! John couldn't help but let a small tear trickle down his cheeks. Mickie stared right back at him when she approached the presenters. Her spine tingled and her sweat came down from her forehead even more. On the positive side, all judges gave her an 8, giving her a total score of 32/40. Not bad for a first try. She wiped her forehead and smiled.

"The first week of training was so hard and I couldn't keep up! But I had fun out there, especially dancing to one of my favourite songs!" Mickie commented.

"She is a sweet, fun-loving girl and a really good dance partner," Vincent added. Mickie smiled back at him. John felt his face scrunch up with anger.

"Next up, Mark and Flavia!"

Everybody smiled and stifled their laughter. Something funny was bound to happen, this was Mark, after all. Plus, he was doing the cha cha cha!

'Tears Dry On Their Own' by Amy Winehouse began to play. Undertaker shot a nervous glance at Michelle, who blew a sweet kiss at him.

"You and Mark? Who knew?" Beth joked.

The dance began. Wow. You really should've been their to have seen how shocked everybody was. The way Undertaker swayed his hips. How he moved across that dance floor. 3 words: A-ma-zing!

Everybody's jaw dropped. CM Punk had to repeatedly pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming!

3 8's and 1 9. Bringing his score up to a 33/40. Awesome! When asked to comment, all Undertaker could say was this: "Wow," Flavia took over before he embarrassed himself on live TV.

"He has improved so much, he definitely saved his best performance for tonight,". Vince McMahon, who was secretly in the audience, almost fainted. He felt a tad upset when he realised he couldn't have recorded that and showed everyone he knew.

"Next on tonight: Doing a Waltz to the Greatest Love of All by Whitney Houston… A Candy-Coated Diva and a Woman-loving man!" Tess said into the camera, referring to Candice Michelle and Brendan Cole.

Maria folded her arms and squinted her eyes. She always did that when she didn't like somebody. "Bitch," she muttered under her breath.

The song played and the couple danced. Candice was one of the more stronger dancers, but tonight, her focus was on something else. Not Brendan, not Maria and not Jeff. It was on Randy Orton. Whom had been acting like a loner for at least an our.

Candice didn't even listen to the judges or what score she got. (Which was 28/40 by the way!) Next was John and Camilla, dancing to Wanna Be Startin' Something by Michael Jackson.

Mickie grooved at the sidelines to his dance. She thought it was excellent. She got an idea and ran to his dressing room.

"Mickie, what are you doing in here?" John asked as he walked in.

"I think we need to talk…"

Back on the dance floor, CM Punk and Ola Jordan were dancing a Jive to You Cant Stop The Beat. (You know, the hairspray song!)

Beth looked away, she didn't know why, but she couldn't stand to see the sight of CM Punk dancing with Ola. Beth didn't have very good first impressions of her. Maria put an arm over her shoulder, she kind of thought she knew what was going on.

"I'm sure he's crazy about you to," she whispered. "If he doesn't, you're just going to have to move on, wont you?" Maria added. Maria was about to take her own advice when Jeff started dancing. She could take it though. She didn't cry but her eyes watered various times, blurring her vision.

Candice walked behind Randy, who was about to go on next. "You gonna tell me what happened? Or do you want to wait and meet me after the show? I'm fine with anything," Randy didn't reply. He focused on what he was doing. Nothing was going to get to him, even an implied tempting offer from Candice Michelle.

Candice watched really closely when Randy was dancing. She saw on his face what she thought was wrong. It had happened to her one too many times.

Michelle put an arm on Mark's shoulder. "When were you going to tell me you could dance like a professional?" she grinned.

"I'm sure you'll be much better than me," he replied.

"Keep that thought, I'm next," Michelle linked arms with her dance partner and walked onto the dance floor. Undertaker watched closely and smiled and Michelle. She was beautiful in anything she did, even shopping! He wondered how he never noticed her before.

Beth whispered a small congratulations to Michelle as she entered the ballroom floor. Michelle went over to CM Punk and made sure he was paying attention.

"She really likes you. She couldn't stand to see you dancing with the likes of Ola," Michelle informed Punk.

"What's her problem with Ola? I think she's a really nice girl and if Beth has a problem with that then…" CM Punk just shrugged his shoulders and continued watching the dance. Last on was Maria, she confidently winked at Jeff as she walked on. Michelle didn't bother talking to him, her first (and last) attempt at playing matchmaker didn't go so smoothly.

"Well audience, that's it for tonight, we'll see you tomorrow evening to check out the results!" Bruce said and the camera's cut off, ending the show.


A/N: Quite a long chapter...I think. Who do you think should go in the results show? (It's going to be hard to pick one, so in your review please put who you think should go)