Very tired Extreme here. Um… Disclaimer: I own the OC's and that's it.

A/N: Sorry that I haven't updated in forever.


Austin's POV.

Austin knocked on door before going inside, Shane McMahon and Stephanie McMahon-Levesque already there.

There was nothing freakier than the sight of Shane McMahon dancing to funeral music, while Stephanie McMahon-Levesque looked suspiciously like the Wicked Witch of the West.

Austin stopped and thought for a second. Hold it- This is coming the girl who spent the last 21 years living in the bayou and had a grandmother named Pandora- Why am I calling anything weird? She wondered. She wasn't thinking that the bayou was weird, but she had run with a strange crowd back in Mer Rouge. Correction- She had run with the wrestling crowd, so guys who dressed up in brightly colored spandex and girls who got into more catfights than the Diva's were normal to her.

That's when she realized Stephanie was talking to her and she started to listen.

"…We're working on a storyline with you becoming a Diva…" Was what she heard before passing out.


Stephanie's POV.

Stephanie frowned as Shane started dancing to techno music off to the right of her desk, her brother completely oblivious to the unconscious creative writer in the doorway.

Standing, she leaned over her desk to see that Austin was definitely out-cold before sitting back down and scowling.

"Shane." She said over the annoying beat of the music.

Her brother kept singing along softly to the music while dancing horribly.

"Shane." She said a little louder, scowling even worse.

Shane kept dancing.

"SHANE!" She screamed.

"WHERE?!" Shane yelped in terror, hiding behind a fake palm tree in the room.

She sighed and shook her head. What alien from what planet had dropped him off on earth?

Gotta be Pluto. She thought as Shane stayed behind the tree, back to singing and dancing again.


Sound Guy POV.

The sound guy, who we will call Jed, snickered sinisterly as he put extra sugar in JR's coffee before handing the mug to the announcer. Actually… JR had been distracted by Jack Swagger juggling bagels, why Swagger was hanging around those at Smackdown! it is unknown. Anyway- The sound guy was hidden under the tablecloth for the table that held coffee, and when JR wasn't looking he slipped the extra sugar in before hiding again.

"Back into the arena! Go!" Someone hurried JR, with his coffee mug, away from catering as the sound guy, who was hidden under the tablecloth, snickered again.

You read that right.


Melina POV.

While the Diva filled her nails, waiting until it was time for her match, a stretcher being steered by a paramedic went by, on it was Austin.

"Hold it!" Melina yelled, hurrying after the stretcher.

The stretcher stopped as Austin waved at her weakly, smiling slightly.

"What happened? Did Swagger hit you with those bagels he was juggling in catering? Or did JR start acting out of character and scare you?" Melina asked Austin.

Austin waved weakly again. "…I'm going to be a Diva." She whispered as Melina's eyes widened. "Yep, you heard right." She whispered before the paramedic wheeled the stretcher away again.

Melina leaned against the wall in disbelief. Austin Anderson? A Diva?! Oh great…

"Holy- What am I going to tell Shannon?" Melina asked herself suddenly.

A ubiquitous, well, soon-to-be ubiquitous sound guy popped out from behind a stack of crates. "Tell him that she's not Austin, but instead she's Austin's twin sister, Boston." He said, nodding slowly. No, it was not Jed.

Melina looked in the direction of the crates only to see no sound guy. "…Okay then. I think I'll find the other Diva's and let them know." She said, turning and bolting away from that section of the hall.


A black rental sedan parked outside of the hotel hours later, and a tall blonde got out of the driver's seat, large black sunglasses covering her eyes as she slammed the car door before crossing the parking lot to the hotel entrance.

She entered the hotel before pushing her sunglasses onto her forehead, looking around sullenly, before spying the elevator and pushing her sunglasses back down again before walking quickly towards the elevator.

No sense in sticking around any longer than I need to. She thought bitterly before stepping inside the elevator and pressing a button.

Just as the doors started sliding shut a man bolted into the elevator and almost pressed the same button as she had, but stopped when he saw it was already pressed and instead leaned against the wall of the elevator, smiling at her. "Hi. You a new Diva?" He asked her as the elevator ascended to the correct floor.

She shot him a glare from behind her sunglasses before looking forward again just as they reached their floor. "No." She said flatly before leaving the elevator, quickly walking down the hall to room 203.

He followed after her. "I'm Dave." He said, attempting to start a conversation with her. "What's your name?"

"I'm not talking to you." She snapped before knocking on the door.

He crossed his arms, smirked, and leaned against the wall. "Kind of a long name for such a pretty girl like you."

She turned red before the door opened and she was hugged.

"Viola!" The woman wailed. "I don't want to become a Diva!"

Viola stiffened before getting out of the hug and smoothing the wrinkles out of her blazer as best as she could. "Austin, please, do not draw too much attention to yourself." She said coldly.

Austin crossed her arms as she looked up at her older sister before looking at Dave. "Mr. Bautista- Nice to see you again." She said with a polite nod to Dave.

Dave smiled. "Great. I just met Viola and was about to ask her out for dinner. Would you mind if I borrowed your friend for an hour?"

Viola jerked her sunglasses off and was about to lecture Dave when Austin gave a one-shoulder shrug.

"Whatever. She's my sister- Not my friend." Austin said coldly, the sisters exchanging glares before Dave laughed, making the sister's jump.

"Great. See ya' later Austin." Dave said, wrapping an arm around Viola's shoulders and leading her away.

Austin waited until her sister and Dave were out of sight before shaking her head. "That was… Weird, to say the least." She said, shocked.

Her eyes were wide as she spotted Kane walk by in a pink tuxedo before she fled back into the safety of her room and slammed the door shut, locking it.


Wednesday was Austin's day off, but she skipped taking a day off in favor of writing her last script for RAW…

Which she currently couldn't do.

Austin tried everything. Earplugs, loud music, calling the manager heck- Even calling the cops, but nothing helped.

Nothing could block out the annoying sound of the Diva's in the next room having a chat fest.

"OMG! Me too!" She heard Kelly Kelly, also known as Barbie, yell. Austin closed her eyes and hit her forehead as she struggled to type up the requested storyline from her employers.

Opening her eyes again, she sighed. Guess it was better than having JBL in the next room since he argued with the TV.

"Like, totally." Maria said.

…Then again, maybe not.

"I mean- Who knew we all agree that pink nail polish looks better than black nail polish?" Mickie James asked.

Austin looked at her own nails, which were painted black, before shaking her head sharply and getting back to typing. Well, trying to type.

CRASH!

Scrambling off the bed, where she had been seated, she ran to the door and threw it open in time to see JR, dressed in a pink leotard and a matching pink tutu, run by. Paul Levesque, Michael Hickenbottom, John Cena, Matt Hardy, and Michael Mizinin chased after him. Why The Miz was helping she didn't know, but he was.

"Get him!" John yelled as she went back into her room and got her video camera and keycard before leaving the room and following them.

JR ran all over the hotel, scaring people, while the other men, Phil Brooks and Randy Orton joining in the chase, tried everything to stop him.

After she had started filming, Paul attempted to tackle JR, but instead ended up tackling Finlay, who started yelling at him; Michael tried to distract him long enough for John and Randy to grab him- That left Michael locked in a broom closet and John and Randy crashing into Umaga… Who then started chasing them. Matt and The Miz tried to use obstacles such as brooms and the carts the maid's used to slow him down, but he used them against the guys, and eventually skated away on one of the carts. Now it was just Phil and Austin chasing him.

"You!" He yelled at her as she was still filming. "Find out where Umaga is and get him to go after JR!"

Austin nodded, running off to find Umaga.

It didn't take long for her to find Umaga, since there was a bunch of Umaga-size holes in the walls.

That and where Umaga was, Randy and John were.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" The two men ran by, Umaga right behind them, while Austin followed Umaga.

How am I supposed to get him to go after JR? She wondered as she ran. Oh yeah- I know something.

Austin ran faster, still recording, until she was running next to Umaga. Even she wasn't quite sure how she did it, but she had. Anyway-

"Tag! You're it!" She yelled, tapping Umaga, before running away.

Umaga growled, chasing Austin now.

Stupid! I am going to be in so much trouble when this is over! She thought before she was forced to slide to a stop as JR ran by.

She started chasing JR, Umaga behind her, and Phil behind him, before Umaga lunged, attempting to tag her. Instead he tagged JR.

"Tag! You're it!" He yelled, running away.

JR stopped as Umaga ran away. "What's with him?" He asked as Austin sat down, suddenly very tired.

"What's wrong with him? Speak for yourself!" She said, taking deep breaths as Phil leaned against a nearby wall that was still intact and void of any Umaga-size holes.

CRASH!

Make that it had been void of any Umaga-size holes.

"Hmph. You young people just have no fashion sense." JR said, marching away.

Austin looked at Phil. "Did he really just say that?" She asked him.

Phil nodded before sitting as well. Okay, so Wednesday was a strange day as well. Who knew?


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