Not much to say. Enjoy the story! :) I once again implored the use of the random number generator to get the outcome for the game of truth and dare! (AKA who the bottle lands on!)
I do not own the characters in this story nor do I wish to. I also respect each wrestler's sexual preferences!
A few hours later, and everything was set into place. Phil had quickly agreed to switch places with Evan- much to the relief of Rey- and Christian ended up making a deal with Morrison and Cena to stay in their room as well. Now, most of the wrestlers were gathered in the lobby area of the hotel waiting for food. Almost an hour ago, a group of them had decided to make the voyage to a nearby restaurant in hopes that it was open, as the hotel did not have a kitchen.
"I'm hungry…" Evan whined, rubbing his stomach as it growled at him.
"We all are, Evan." Jeff Hardy, who was sitting across the lounge, replied in an annoyed tone. Evan blinked and looked at Jeff, a frown settling on his face.
"They're taking forever…" Evan muttered quietly, unheard by the youngest Hardy. Suddenly, the front doors of the hotel were shoved open and a group of men stumbled into the main entryway. They were covered in white snow, obviously worn out and cold. However, in their arms were multiple bags- each promising something delicious if the smells emanating from them was a hint. "Fooooood!" Evan squealed, leaping up and rushing over to the group.
"Go sit down, Ev." A muffled voice called, "We're gonna pass it out." Evan stopped in his track, a pout on his lips as he slumped down and walked back to his seat, shoulders down. The group went into the lobby, tables were re-arranged and bags torn open, and within moments there was a buffet fit for a king in the middle of the hotel lobby. Someone passed around plates, and someone else was tossing a roll of paper towels around, and everyone quickly found themselves anxiously awaiting permission to dig in.
"Now first…" the self-appointed leader of dinner, John Cena, said, "We're all going to thank the heavens that the owners of that restaurant lived inside and were willing to make us food. Second, we're gonna thank the boys who went out in a friggen blizzard to get us this food. And third, we're going to act like this is Thanksgiving dinner and act civilized, got it?" John turned his eyes onto the youngest wrestlers. He received a 'yessir!' from the group, and they began to chatter and thank each other and then they began passing their plates around, filling them up. Pretty soon, everyone had empty plates and full bellies, and they were all content to just lay back and relax for a little while.
Evan had his legs stretched out over Jack's lap, and he was dozing lightly- oblivious to the eyes burning into him. Jack looked down at his dark-haired friend and grinned, slowly pulling one of his shoes off, followed by sloooowly pulling a sock. He looked around the room once, before looking at the now-bare foot of Evan. A grin slowly spread over his face as he grabbed said foot, and began to tickle it.
Evan jolted awake, squealing with laughter as he squirmed and tried to escape Jack's grasp. "J-Ja... ahhahahhck!" He panted, squirming in circles. "L-Let me… hehehehe… gooooo…" A few other wrestlers were laughing now, too. Jack was merciless, holding firm onto Evan's ankle. He knew Evan was extremely ticklish, and knew his feet were his weak point. "Meeerr… meeercyyy!" Evan whined, body contorting as he tried to break free. "Uncle… uncle! UNCLE!" He cried.
Jack let go, watching Evan fall to the floor from his thrashing. Jack laughed, shaking his head at his smaller friend. "Jesus Evan, you are such a fairy." Evan pouted at him, holding his foot close to him so that Jack couldn't grab him again.
"And you're a jerk!" He growled, though a smile was on his face and it was obvious he was joking. "Hey… I have an idea!" Evan stood up, looking at the other wrestlers in the room. "Let's play Truth or Dare!" A few of the guys groaned, "Fine... anyone who wants to play, come to room 205!" He grabbed Jack's hand, jerking him off the couch, before dashing out of the room dragging a complaining Jack behind him.
"Evan… you forgot your shoe and soc- … argh." Cody Rhodes carefully picked up the two aforementioned items before slinking along after the pair. The wrestlers in the lobby all looked at each other, before a few more stood and decided to join in on the game.
"Is this everyone?" Evan asked, looking out the door. He now had another sock on, and his shoes were tucked under his bed.
"Looks like this is all that's coming, Ev…" Jack sighed from one of the beds. The room was crowded with men, and it was annoying him slightly. John Cena, John Morrison, Christian, Adam, Hunter- known in ring as Triple H, Cody, Ted, Heath Slater, Shawn Michaels, and Daniel Bryan were all sitting in various areas of the room, as well as Jack and Evan. No one was sure why Hunter came. "At least I hope so..." Jack muttered under his breath.
"I heard that!" Evan sing-songed, squeezing through bodies. "Hmm… There's not enough room in here. Jack, help me move some stuff!" Jack groaned, shuffling to help Evan move a dresser. "We'll put them in the hall way until we're done!"
About an hour later…
The room was completely empty, excluding a TV and stand which were bolted to the floor. "There! Now we have some room!" Evan smiled widely, "Everyone get into a circle!" The group groaned but obeyed; Evan went into the bathroom and returned with a few cases of beer and an empty bottle. "We're going to play spinning truth or dare!" He announced.
"What the hell is spinning truth or dare?" Hunter asked.
"Yeah, we old people don't know what it is!" Shawn called.
"It's like a mash-up of spin the bottle and truth or dare." Evan answered, placing the bottle in the middle of the circle, "Someone spins the bottle and whoever it lands on has to pick truth, or dare." Evan shrugged, "Easy enough, even for two old farts."
"Hey! I resent that!" Shawn pouted, crossing his arms. Evan smiled widely at him.
"Who starts?" Jack asked, looking at Evan as he sat beside him.
"Who's the youngest here?" Evan asked. Everyone turned to stare at Cody Rhodes.
"… Am I really?" He whined, pouting his bottom lip out. The group laughed, and Cody slumped down and reached for the bottle, spinning it. They watched as it passed by wrestler after wrestler, again and again, before finally landing on John Morrison. Cody licked his lips casually, "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth." Morrison crossed his arms, not willing to be the first victim in this little game. Cody's eyebrows scrunched as he thought a minute, before a grin spread over his lips.
"Do you have a crush on anyone?" He leaned back, looking proud of himself.
"Uhm… yeah." John muttered before grabbing the bottle and letting it spin. A few of the boys gave cat calls, causing John to blush slightly. The bottle spun around before landing on Daniel Bryan.
"Truth." Daniel said before John could ask. He also was not willing to be the first victim of the game.
"Are you really a virgin?" John tilted his head; he had wanted to know for a while.
"No." Daniel replied, grinning. "Michael Cole wishes!" He spun the bottle, a bit weakly so it didn't spin for long before landing on Shawn Michaels. "Truth or Da-"
"Dare!" Shawn exclaimed, grinning wide. Daniel tapped his chin, thinking for a moment.
"I dare you to take your pants off and leave the off for the rest of the game." Daniel crossed his arms smugly. Shawn shrugged, standing up and pulling his pants off. A few wrestlers giggled at Shawn, who was wearing D-X boxers.
"What?" Shawn shrugged, "I like D-X." He reached for the bottle and spun it, watching it twirl before landing on John Cena. "Truth or Dare, Cena."
"Truth…" Cena replied, shifting nervously.
"Who do you think spends the most time in the bathroom out of everyone in the room?" Hunter gave Shawn a weird look, to which Shawn mouthed 'I'm better with dares!'
"Uhm… either Cody or Heath." He muttered, receiving a noise of complaint from both men. "Come on guys!" He scowled, "Cody, you're DASHING Cody Rhodes. And Heath, you remember that time in Oregon?" Heath blushed, looking away, "Exactly." This spiked the interest of the other wrestlers.
"What about Oregon?" Evan pried, looking between Heath and Cena.
"Nothing!" Heath whined, shifting side-to-side, "Spin the bottle, John!" Cena obeyed, and the bottle was spun once more. Everyone giggled a bit when it landed on Cody Rhodes.
"Truth." Cody growled, glaring at Cena.
"How long do you spend in the bathroom in the morning?" Cena let a lazy grin spread over his lips as Cody gaped.
"… About an hour…" Cody murmured, looking down at his feet. Everyone but Heath laughed. Cody eyeballed Heath as he spun the bottle, looking down right as it landed on Heath Slater.
"Cheater!" Heath wailed, staring at the bottle.
"How can I cheat, Heath? It's spin the bottle!" Cody grinned, "Truth or Dare."
"Dare!" Heath crossed his arms, smirking at Cody.
"Trade clothes with Evan." Cody smirked back.
"But his clothes won't fit!" Heath whined, looking at the much smaller Evan. Evan shrugged, standing and starting to strip his clothes off, causing Heath to sigh. "Do we have to trade boxers too?" He pouted.
"I'm not wearing any underwear."
This felt like a good place to cut you guys off. Hehehe –evil smile-
And here is the age, height, and weights that I used for each of the wrestlers playing truth or dare!
Shawn - 45 - 225lb - 6' 1"
HHH - 41 - 255lb - 6' 4"
Evan - 27 - 183lb - 5' 9"
Jack - 28 - 260lb - 6' 6"
Cena - 33 - 240lb - 6' 1"
Morrison - 31 - 223lb - 6' 1"
Cody - 25 - 223lb - 6' 1"
Ted - 28 - 235lb - 6' 3"
Heath - 27 - 230lb - 6' 2"
Daniel - 29 - 197lb - 5' 10"
Christian - 37 - 227lb - 6' 2"
Adam - 37 - 241lb - 6' 5"