Prompt: computer

"That's interesting." Trish muttered from over her husband's shoulder. Christian seated in front of the computer. Both blondes currently in the Jericho home. She frowned and tilted her head to the side as she stared at the photoshopped image of John Cena, the wrestler dressed up rather believably in a frilly, pink tutu. "How'd you manage to do that, babe?"

Christian smirked. "Just one of my many talents." He edited the image for a few more minutes before he was satisfied and quickly sent it out to various wrestling websites, many other images also attached to the e-mail. He had used photographs from one of their house parties, making sure to add the tutu on every image John was in. Carefully choosing the ones that had shown how drunk he was... He grinned evilly. John really shouldn't have spent an entire night calling his cell phone or hotel room, making those ridiculous prank calls. And if Trish wasn't pregnant, Christian would have turned his cell phone off and unplugged the telephone to his hotel room, but because Trish's due date was coming up, he had had no choice but to answer each and every phone call, just in case. And caller ID wasn't much help either because each call John had made had been from a different number.

As far as Christian was concerned, the doctored images was just the beginning.

He stood up and stretched. The project had taken a bit of his time.

"Fat Kid back yet?"

Trish shook her head, one hand placed protectively on her stomach, the other on her aching back. She really wanted their kid out already. Her back was killing her and she wondered if she was even wearing matching socks, or if she wore socks at all? She frowned.

"Not yet. Which I don't understand because he should have been back a while ago. Li only sent him out for drinks."

Christian pressed a kiss to his wife's mouth. "Jerky and I asked him to make another stop after."

Trish arched a brow. "What are you boys planning?"

"None you women have to worry your pretty little heads about," came the voice of Chris Jericho, he and Lita joining the pair in the living room.

"That's what you always say," muttered Lita after she and Trish exchanged worried looks.

Chris rolled his eyes. "Because it's true."

Lita rolled her eyes right back. "Whatever. Please just remember that we have a pregnant woman with us for the next few days while you guys have your little prank war going on. Can't have too much excitement or else we'd have Trish give birth right here."

While the men looked uncomfortable at the thought, Trish glared. "Very funny, Li."

Lita merely stuck her tongue out at her friend, the redhead's gaze going to the computer screen...

"Is John wearing a tutu?"