Over the weekend, we were so glad to have gotten to New York before the big snowstorm. The car got stuck at a house show last night, but some fans helped push the car out. We're now in Albany for the show and it's getting close to that time to leave. I decided that since there's so much snow on the ground, that I'd get ready at the arena.
"Alright, are we all set to go?" I ask, as we're all out in the hall.
"Uh-huh." Aly nods, still in comfy clothes since she's doing the same.
We go out to the car and take it easy driving because the roads are still a mess.
"You'd think they'd do a better job at clearing these roads."
"You'd think so but apparently not." Aly says.
"Looks like by the time we get to the arena, we'll have just enough time to get ready before the show starts."
"Yeah, this is nuts."
"Glad we don't live here."
We all agree. We finally pull up to the arena and walk in. There was about a half hour until the show starts so Aly and I had just enough time to go change and whatnot.
"Yeesh, we're lucky we don't take too long to get ready." Aly says as we put on our jewelry.
"I know right? If we took twice as long as we do, the show would've already started."
"Yeah." She agrees as we head back to the room and walk in.
"Plenty of time before the show starts." I say, sitting down.
"You two are fast."
"Well we're not like most of the girls around here who makes sure that every single thing on them is perfect."
"You look perfect to us." Mike comments.
"Which is why we don't obsess over every single detail."
Pretty soon the show starts and as usual Michael Cole introduces the show and whatnot after the intro plays. After the theme music fades, John's music plays and he walks out all fired up.
"Oh boy this should be good."
As we're waiting for the music to fade, while John is in the ring...we hear Cole announce that Mike is going up against Jerry tonight. Aly looks at him curiously.
"I asked for the match." He responds.
"Oh."
"It seems that last week's excitement is carrying over tonight!" John exclaims as his music fades.
The crowd cheers and there are a few boos in the mix. He waits for them to stop, but the crowd starts chanting his name and he's just smiling about it. We just laugh a little.
"You guys ever notice that everytime somebody comes down that ramp from Monday Night Raw, they just get a microphone and talk about what happened last week. You know what...tonight, I am going to do the same exact thing. Because I'm a little bit upset about what happened last week. Last week was great. Started off just like tonight, you guys are excited. Some of you are happy to see me, some of you are indifferent...that's okay. A lot of energy in the room." He goes on and the crowd cheers.
"Seems to be a pattern there." Aly agrees.
"We were fresh off the heels of TLC, Vickie Guerrero came out. There was the whole impromptu roast of Vickie Guerrero. It was a party, but alas every party has it's pooper. And right after a match with Dolph Ziggler, this happened." He say motioning towards the titantron and they play what happened after his match where Punk came out and attacked him with a steel chair on Raw.
"Jerk." Aly and I both mutter.
"Consider the party officially pooped on. I brought this on myself..." He goes to say and people start chanting for Punk.
"I know why they cheer, because I did bring this upon myself. For those who don't know, in my relentless pursuit of the Nexus...I...I admit I accidently spilled CM Punk's diet soda."
"Totally ruined his life." Aly says sarcastically.
"Oh what a tragedy."
"End of the world."
"I know...I know. Seriously, it was an accident I do feel bad about it. I set the guy back 75 cents, a dollar twenty-five in some of the vending machines. I apologize, and I also understand that I was so out of line in spilling his diet soda from the Raw commentary table. Did I understand why he came down and met me on Smackdown to do this..." John continues and they show the footage from Smackdown where Punk attacked him the too.
"What an ass."
"But if you look at the end of that footage you saw that he got beat up by a couple of girls." John adds after the footage ends.
Aly and I snicker, then we high five.
"All calorie free, frustration aside...do you guys have any idea how much energy it took to lift Vickie Guerrero that high?" He asks referring to where they showed him putting Vickie on his shoulders.
We bust up laughing.
"CM Punk, I cannot replace that famous diet soda. But I can allow you a chance to air your grievances. Let's bring out CM Punk, allow him to be heard!" He says, waiting a while.
"I guess..." He trails and Punk's music plays.
"Oh there he is!"
"I don't think this is a good idea."
Punk walks out, mic in hand and when his music fades he speaks.
"Wow everybody it's John Cena, he comes out here every Monday Night...he's excitable, he throws his hat at somebody. Everybody loves it. I am so impressed at how you do that. You get all of these people to believe that you're that friendly, smiling, everyday man...when I know the truth. And the truth John Cena is that you're thoughtless, you're heartless and above all else you are dishonest. I'm sure there's millions of people worldwide, including yourself that would love to believe that this is about a spilled diet soda, but John this goes way beyond my spilled diet soda."
"Thoughtless, heartless, and dishonest huh? Well if he was then why does he worry about Dolce and I?" Aly says glaring at the tv.
"Yeah." Punk says and everyone starts chanting 'you suck'.
"John you were fired from the WWE. You were gone, you gave a very tear inducing speech in the middle of the ring about how you finally get to see your mom, and hang out with your little brother and you said you were going to go away. You were going to be the man of your word, but what happened? You came back later that night. And then you came back the next week, and then you came back the next week. Showing all of these people, who aren't intelligent enough to see through your facade. When I've known all along that your word is absolutely worthless."
"Can I go punch him please?"
"No, you stay here. Don't what the GM getting involved do you?" Mike says.
"No." She sulks.
"And then there's TLC. You have the man beaten..Wade Barrett. A very tough individual and you have him beat at a chairs match. But that's not good enough for you. You don't take the high ground, you can't ride off into the sunset with your victory. You drag the man off to the side of the stage and you drop 15 steel chairs on him. And I want to know exactly why you think that's acceptable behavior. I want to know why you think it's okay to show up the next night on Raw and humiliate the poor guy, and show..."
"That is balderdash..." John interrupts him.
"Did he get amnesia about the things that Wade and Nexus did to John?"
"15 steel chairs, that's insane! It was 23 steel chairs." He corrects.
"And in case you forgot, Wade Barrett and The Nexus gave me about 5,000 beatdowns, made me their personal slave, and ended my career."
"Among other things." Aly adds.
"Awe, you want to talk about ended careers you hypocrite? This is exactly what I'm talking about. You ended the career of my good friend Dave Batista."
"Oh hell no. He just had to go there with the conflict of Batista."
"Asshole!"
"John John! Look at me when I'm talking to you. This...this is a reocurring pattern with you. Once again you have the man beaten, Last Man Standing. He verbally submits, how humiliating the match is won. But no, you AA him off a car, through the very steel ramp that I'm sitting on. Which facilitated the end of his career!"
"Okay he is really pissing me off."
"Now I want to talk about Vickie Guerrero. You know I'm surprised the lovely Vickie Guerrero doesn't up and quit based on all the abuse you heaped on her. It's not just the physical things to the Wade Barretts and the Dave Batistas. But it's...it's the name calling, it's the mental abuse to somebody as gorgeous and beautiful as Vickie Guerrero."
"Gorgeous? Beautiful?" Mike asks, making a face.
"Is he talking about the same woman?" Alex questions, also making a face.
"I think he thinks he is haha." I laugh.
"I think he's been clocked in the head too many times."
"It's this...it's that. Okay CM Punk is going to play Mr. Finger Pointer. Well, one..Dave Batista broke my neck. Two, He showed up on Raw the next night and quit on his own terms. And C, I didn't just single out Vickie Guerrero. In case you haven't been watching for the past... 8 years, I talk about everybody. Uh, Michael Cole." He say, walking over and looking at him.
"He has a point."
"Michael Cole has an anonymous fetish with Justin Bieber, and has the word 'The Miz' manscaped right below his belly button."
"Oh my god...awkward." Aly laughs.
"Pffffffttttt!" I crack up, laughing hard.
Mike has a priceless, disgusted look on his face.
"Me...look at me. I look like the crazy sex child of the Incredible Hulk and Grimace."
Mike even laughs at that one.
"And then there's you..." He points to Punk.
"Yeah, and then there's me. Who happens to not be laughing, I don't know if you noticed that. You're not funny. This is all going to stop...no! You know I'm right, John you know I'm right. You will change, I will facilitate that change. This is all going to stop. John...John look at me. The first two attacks, those were warning shots. I'm just letting you know that finally, somebody's standing up to your ruthless, barbaric ways. Your phony hustle, loyalty and respect isn't going to cut it anymore okay? I know the real you. And it's going to stop."
"Punk used to be somewhat tolerable. Now he has climbed pretty high on my shit list." Aly comments.
"Doesn't sound like anything's stopping anytime soon." John says, referring to the chants of 'Cena'.
"You see...you're out there and you're talking a really really big game. With uh...with your theories, and I'm this, and I'm that. The brilliant thing about WWE is...we don't have to sit through the People's Court. We don't have to shake hands with Judge Joe Brown. When two people have a difference of opinion, they have a beautiful place to settle the issue. Right here, in front of the entired WWE Universe!"
"Kick his ass John."
"So...are you going to sit up there and talk all night, or do you want to come down here and dance and we can get this over with."
"Oh we can do this live, Monday Night Raw here in Albany right? Thank you for being oh so predictable John Cena. See this isn't the John Cena show tonight, this is the CM Punk show. And this is not happening on your terms, this is happening on my terms. So sometime tonight, it'll be me standing in that ring calling you out."
Aly glares at the tv and Mike makes sure to lock his arms around me so that she can't bolt off and go out there to beat up Punk.
"I'm going to call you out. John I want you to know, if you think the last two weeks...those attacks with the steel chair. If you think that was shocking, if you were surprised...I've got a real eye opener for you later tonight. The real surprise happens later tonight. And I promise you John...it's a night you'll never forget. But you were right at the top of the hour, this is Monday Night Raw! This is about fun! So on behalf of myself...CM Punk, to you and yours John Cena, I would like to wish you and all your fans watching all over the world a very very happy new year." Punk finishes with a salute and his music plays.
Aly sits back against Mike, grumbling under her breath. I'm doing the same over with Alex. After they show matches that will happen tonight, which wer Sheamus vs Randy and Mike vs Randy, we go to commercial. And when we come back Ted's music is playing, the camera showing him and Maryse in the ring. Out come Santino and Tamina, with Santino being Ted's opponent. Halfway through the match, a stagehand knocked on the door and told Alex that he has to get ready for his match which was coming up soon.
"Wait who are you going against?" I ask.
"Morrison." He answers.
"Kick his ass DC." Aly comments.
"I might as well go get ready too so that I won't have to worry about it later." Mike says, letting Aly go and getting up.
"Okay."
They leave and we go back to watching the match. In the end, Santino won. Tamina got into the ring and Santino had a gift for her. She opened it up to reveal Santino's hand, but in the Cobra pose thing. Then Ted attacked Santino from behind and Maryse went after Tamina. Maryse goes for a clothesline but Tamina ducks and ends up clotheslining her.
"Beat up Frenchie!"
Then when Ted and Maryse were both down, Tamina and Santino went and jumped up and down on them at the same time, then both did the Cobra to them.
"Serves them right."
Aly nods in agreement.
Then the cameras switch to Mike and Alex in the locker room.
"I'm going to teach Jerry Lawler a lesson tonight. Do you have any idea what kind of lesson you're going to teach John Morrison? Do you understand the magnitude of your match tonight? John Morrison beat Sheamus in a ladders match. Become the number one contender for my WWE Championship."
"Yeah, I'm going to beat him. I'm going to pin him 1...2...3."
"No no no no, that's not good enough."
"You need to beat John Morrison so he can't stand. You need to beat him so badly, that he'll never want to face me, ever."
"I got it. I can do it. Is that what you're going to do to Lawler tonight?" Alex asks and Mike laughs, so does he.
"No, I'm going to pick apart the hall of famer bit by bit, inch by inch. I'm going to humiliate Lawler. I'm going to make him crawl on his hands and knees and beg me for mercy. And then if there's anything left of John Morrison after you're done with him, I'll do the same to him."
"Good."
They laugh and then look to their left and the camera pans over to reveal Morrison. He says something that we can't quite make out. But the rest is clear as a bell.
"Miz, if I learned anything from tagging with you all those years, it's that you're a gamer. You like to do it big, take chances. So why don't we make tonight interesting. How about this? I beat your boy Riley, I get to pick the stipulation of and when we have our championship match."
"Oh jeez."
Mike just scoffs at Morrison's comment.
"That's uh...great twinkle toes. But uh, what happens uh if...well let's just say WHEN I win the match?" Alex says to Morrison.
"Pfffttt twinkle toes." I laugh and Aly snickers.
"When I win the...how many times a day Riley does someone look at you and just say...duhhhh." Morrison mocks him.
I glare at the tv, Mike and Alex look at each other before looking back at Morrison.
"Seriously though man, if you beat me I should just probably be fired. But, Riley beats me I forfeit my number one contendership."
Aly and I sit up straight and look somewhat surprised.
"Wait you forfeit...you will no longer be the number one contender?"
"That's what forfeiting means...yes."
"If you lose..."
"Yes. If I lose, I'm no longer number one contender. And ontop of that, I will leave Sadie alone forever."
"Did he just say what I think he said?" Aly asks me without taking her wide eyes off the tv.
"I think he just did."
"Oh my god."
"That's an interesting stipulation." Mike says, thinking about it.
"What do you say?"
"Deal."
"Well, this is going to be awesome." Morrison says before leaving.
Aly sinks back into the couch, still quite speechless. Mike and Alex turn to each other to talk.
"Do you understand the magnitude of this match now?"
"I understand..yes."
"He will no longer be number one contend..." Mike says, being cut off for commercial break.
"Wow." I say.
"I don't really know what to say right now." Aly says quietly.
"Alex better win then." I comment and Aly nods.
The guys come back to the room during the commercials to come get us so that we can go
out to the ring with them. Alex and I walk ahead of Mike and Aly. She lets Mike pull her along and she's still fairly quiet, still in shock over the prospect of being left alone by one of her worst stalkers. He stops her as we get closer to the curtain.
"You okay? You're awfully quiet."
"Just kind of stunned at the thought of finally being left alone by one of the worst stalkers I have."
"Well we can't celebrate yet. Alex has to win first."
"I really hope he does." She mumbles.
Pretty soon the commercial break is over. Morrison walks by and he heads out first. Once he's all set, Mike's music plays and we all walk out next. Alex gets into the ring and the rest of us stay ringside.
The bell rings and they circle each other. They lock up and Morrison twists Alex's arm behind his back. Alex elbows Morrison in the face to make him let go. He punches him twice and then gets distracted by Mike, allowing Morrison to get back up and go after him. Alex is now in the corner and John starts wailing on him. He then backs away and says something to Mike, Alex getting up trying to get him while he's distracted. But Morrison catches him and delievers a backbreaker and side russian leg sweep. Mike gets up onto the side of the ring and starts yelling at Morrison and the ref isn't even paying attention. John goes for the pin but Alex kicks out and Mike jumps back down. Mike manages to distract Morrison again and this time Alex does get him. Alex picks him up and hits him against the turnbuckle, now he's leaning in the corner. He throws him into the opposite corner and when he bounces back Alex totally takes him down and goes for the pin. But no good because Morrison kicked out.
He picks him up by the hair and lifts him up and then drops him. He goes for the pin again but John kicks out. He then gets him in a headlock while he's still laying on the mat. John gets up and start getting Alex to let go. He punches a few times and Alex lets go. He tries to send Alex into the ropes but Alex ends up reversing and sending John into the ropes. He grabs him by the waist and drops him backwards onto the apron. Alex goes for another pin, but John kicks out and Mike gets angry and he starts yelling at the ref. Aly shakes her head and sighs.
"Mike calm down."
Alex continues to go after John and then holds him in the corner until he had to let go and argues with the ref. He picks him up again and throws him into the opposite corner and drops Morrison again, going for the pin. But as usual Morrison kicks out. Mike starts getting frustrated, flipping out on the ref yet again.
"Mike!"
Alex gets Morrison into a head/arm lock on the mat.
"Make him tap!" Mike yells.
Alex holds him there until Morrison reverses and flips him over. Morrison then gains control, hit after hit and Alex goes down each time. He clotheslines him once, then heel kicks him in the jaw. John pulls Alex out of the corner but again Alex is stronger so John goes into the opposite corner. Alex runs at him and then John kicks him in the face. John goes to does a high flying move off of the ropes, but Mike interferes and stops him and the ref clearly saw it. Aly sighs and covers her face. The ref starts arguing with him and Mike argues back saying that he didn't do anything. He kept saying that and that's when the ref pointed to the ramp and yelled that he's out of there. Mike got himself ejected from ringside. Aly moves over to me.
"I hope Morrison doesn't try anything since Mike isn't here." She says to me quietly.
"But Mike isn't even leaving the ring area. He's just moving up the ramp. He's not technically gone completely."
"I know but still."
Alex takes advantage of the situation and gets Morrison from behind, rolling him up for the pin, but John kicked out again. Mike is flipping out as he's walking back up the ramp screaming 'come on'. John then climbs onto the ropes and jumps off, kicking Alex square in the face. As Alex rolls around, John gets fired up waiting for Alex to stand up. As Alex sits up, Morrison knees him in the jaw and goes for the pin and ends up winning.
"No!"
Mike has a look of disbelief on his face. Morrison holds up a finger and rolls out of the ring
and goes over to Jerry.
"Jerry, I'm going to have my title match next week and it's going to be falls count anywhere."
Aly winces.
"You go up there with Mike, I'm sure he's like pissed off or something. Take the briefcase, I'll get Alex and we'll meet you backstage."
"Okay. Be careful."
"I will." I say, crawling into the ring as she grabs the case and goes back up the ramp and follows Mike as he goes backstage.
Mike is just storming around and she follows him quietly. Alex and I join them shortly after and that's when it starts to get ugly.
"What were you doing out there? What were you thinking? I'm in a falls count anywhere match! You stand there looking at the fans, you're looking at me...you should've been looking at Morrison..."
"Well actually I'm out there trying to do the best I...!"
"No no no! Shut your mouth! I'm the champion not you!"
"Mike calm down."
"What we need to focus on now, is doing your job tonight when I face Lawler. Get it? Got it?Good!" He says, walking away towards the room.
"Alright that's it." Aly mutters, chasing after him.
She pulls him, spins him around, grabs his shirt in her fists and yanks him down into a hard kiss. It takes a while for him to respond but when he does he immediately calms down. And when she pulls away, he is just speechless.
"Better now?" She asks, catching her breath.
He's still speechless so he just nods.
"Good. Now we can go back to the room."
He nods again and they walk back to the room. Alex and I are just now making our way
back.
"Wow, I haven't seen him that mad before. Character or no character." I suddenly say after it being silent for a while.
"Yeah...I don't know." Alex says.
"Question is, do we really want to go back to the room?"
"I don't know but maybe Windy has him calmed down."
"Knowing her, she probably did calm him down."
"Let's go check then."
We make it back and I crack the door open before walking in.
"Is it safe to come in?" I ask from outside the door.
"Yeah."
We walk in and sit down, but it was fairly quiet the whole time. We only merely got to relax for minutes before a stagehand knocked on the door telling Mike his match against Lawler was up next.
"Here we go."
We walk out of the room and to the curtain. When Mike's music plays we walk out. As we walk down the ramp, Alex kind of distances himself from Mike, not wanting anymore conflict or whatever. We all get into the ring and Mike grabs a microphone to talk.
"Oh boy." Aly sighs.
He goes to talk but then people are saying that he sucks.
"I know each and every one of you are intimidated by me. I know Randy Orton is intimidated by me. John Morrison shakes in his boots in my presence. Jerry Lawler needs to change his Depends diapers whenever I'm around. I am the most must see WWE Champion."
"I don't get intimidated, I intimidate. And I know you all think that I'm the best brawler. I know you all think that I'm the best fighter. That's not all I am. Nobody compares to me in the WWE." Mike says and the crowd goes 'what'.
"Nobody compares to me in the WWE." He repeats and the crowd goes 'what' again.
"Nobody compares to me in the WWE! Do you understand that now? Do you understand
that now?"
"All the great ones...the Golden Age Classics, the Hall of Famers, the Verne Gonyas, the Lou Fezzes, the Harley Races of history don't hold a candle to my ability! They don't hold a candle to my talent!" He yells and the crowd goes 'what' again.
"You all sound like a bunch of ducks. What what what what, shut up when I'm talking!"
Aly and I have to cover out mouths to keep from laughing out loud.
"I am a scientific master of the art of wrestling. I am a technical wizard of wrestling." He says and the crowd still says 'what'.
"Are we going to do this all day?" He asks, and the crowd does it again.
"Really? Really? Really? Shut your mouths, I want absolute silence while I'm talking!" He says, getting all worked up again.
"At this rate I'll have to get in there and calm him down again." Aly shakes her head.
"Tonight, I want you to call a friend...I want you to email someone...I want you to tweet everybody. Because I am going to destroy and humiliate Jerry Lawler! In honor of all of you 'what' people. Because I'm the Miz...and I'm...awesoooome!"
Jerry comes out and Mike gets ready for the match. The bell rings and the crowd cheers for Jerry. Mike thinks nothing of it and he goes after Jerry. Jerry is laying on the apron, and Mike just steps on his back and walks across. The once Jerry gets up Mike jumps in place and he circles Jerry. Ever so often he ends up mocking Jerry. Throughout the whole match Mike is just enjoying humiliating Jerry. Mike distracts the ref for a moment so that Alex can of course get involved. Alex starts arguing with the ref saying he didn't do anything.
"Jeez what is the ref's problem?"
"I don't know but it's making me mad."
Later in the match, Alex got involved again as the ref wasn't paying attention. Alex walked away laughing. Mike backed up into the opposite corner where Jerry was and was getting ready to go at him. But that's when Morrison's music played and he walked out.
"Him again?"
"Uh-oh..."
Throughout the rest of the match, John is ringside clapping for Jerry. Mike missed the corner clothesline and was outside the ropes. He grabbed Jerry's head and dropped him onto the rop rope. Then he climbed up onto the ring post and Jerry kicked Mike's leg out from under him, making him fall and hit his head off the steel steps. Aly gasps and bites her lip in worry. Alex grabs her and makes sure she don't run over. The ref starts counting to 10, and Alex seizes the chance after letting you go for a bit to get up onto the side of the ring to mess with the turnbuckle. But the ref sees and goes after him, this is what causes Morrison to get invoved and knee Mike in the chin like he did to Alex not too long ago in his match against him.
"Ass!" Aly yells.
The ref goes back and starts counting again, he gets to 10 before Mike could get back into the ring.
"What the hell! He counted too fast!"
"What the freaking hell!" Aly says and then starts swearing in Italian.
I motion to Aly for us to go in the ring and deal with Morrison ourselves after what he did. She holds up one finger and crouches down, lifting up the apron and reaching for something. She stands up with a cane pole in her hand. She slides into the ring and sneaks up behind him, and stands there. Waiting for the perfect moment to hit him. Then the perfect moment comes and she puts as much power behind the swing as she can and a real loud crack echoes through the arena. He falls to the apron and she continuously hits him across the back and when she felt she was done, she signalled me to get into the ring to finish him off. I climb in as she throws the busted cane pole to the mat. She gets out of the ring, going straight to Mike.
"Let's hope I can do this.." I say to myself, before picking Morrison up and putting him on my shoulder and then dropping him just like John Cena does to his opponents.
Then I get down to his level and start talking to him.
"You just pissed off the wrong people."
He just groans in pain.
I get out of the ring and we all start heading back up the ramp and backstage.
"Is is going to be one of those nights where it's the day from hell?"
"It seems like it." Aly says, supporting Mike.
When we get back to the room, we don't really pay any attention to the rest of the matches. Yeah there was a diva match and it was between Eve and Gail Kim against Melina and Alicia Fox. Not interesting to watch at all. Melina and Alicia won in the end.
"Whoop de do." I roll my eyes.
"What a retarded match." Aly comments, running her fingers through Mike's hair as he lays across her lap.
Then the cameras switch to Punk talking to the trainers.
"Okay what the hell?"
"What is that ass doing?"
"EMTs? What the hell? John's going to need an ambulance tonight?"
"He is messing with the wrong people." Aly mutters.
We go to a commercial and when we come back a match between Bryan and Zack Ryder was already going on.
"Heyyyy ShortBus!"
"We haven't seen him in forever!"
Mike says that he needs to get a drink, so Aly lets him go and he gets up and leave to get a drink. Or so we thought.
Daniel gets him in the Lebell Lock and he instantly taps out.
"Ohhh too bad."
"Poor ShortBus."
After Daniel was done celebrating with the Bellas, the GM ding went off.
"Wow, first one of the night and the night's almost over."
"Shocker."
"May I have your attention please. I have just recieved an email from the anonymous Raw general manager. And I quote. I can only hope that everyone across the WWE Universe has enjoyed the holidays. My vow as the general manger, that this upcoming year will be the greatest year in the history of Monday Night Raw. Happy New Year to ev..."
Then out of nowhere we see Mike attacking Jerry at ringside.
"What the hell is he doing?"
"From what I'm seeing, he's lashing out on Jerry."
"He's going to end up in a bad spot with the GM." Aly sighs.
He finishes with the skull crushing finale and then walks away, back up the ramp heading backstage again.
"Feel better now?" Aly asks with a raised eyebrow and her arms folded over her chest as he
walks back in.
"I don't even know what to say to what we just witnessed from you Mike." I add, shaking my head.
"You're going to get yourself in trouble with the GM." Aly says, scooting over as he sits down.
"The GM didn't do anything." He comments.
"Not yet." Aly adds.
"You know how sadistic the GM can be, you don't need to give them more of a reason to put you in brutal matches." Aly continues.
"You're already in an unecessary match next Monday." I add.
"I see your point." He says with a little frown.
"Learn to channel your anger a lot better than what you just did." You say.
"Are you going to do what you did earlier if I don't?" Mike asks and she laughs.
"Well you have no need to be angry right now do you?"
"Kind of but not really..."
"Then no not right now." She says with an amused smile.
"Awww." He whines and she laughs again.
After coming back from another commercial it was Randy against Sheamus. After a long and grueling match Randy won of course.
"Blehhh"
"Ugh."
After going to another commercial and coming back John comes out because of the whole CM Punk thing.
"Woo!"
"This should be interesting."
"Earlier tonight, CM Sucks said this was going to be his show. Earlier tonight, CM Sucks
said he had a surprise. Earlier tonight, CM Sucks said he was going to call me out.
Surprise! I showed up early. If you want some, come get some!"
"Go John." I say.
Then Punk's music plays but he never comes out.
"What the hell? Where is he?"
"Ohhh, that's...that's the big surprise! I guess we're playing games and this is the play CM Sucks music...no CM Sucks. Well I'm changing the game. And if CM Sucks doesn't want to come out and find me, then I will go find CM Sucks."
John goes and hands the mic back to someone ringside and then goes to leave the ring. But then that dreaded music plays...Nexus.
"Oh noooo."
"Oh shit."
"At least Wade's not with them, thank god."
"I don't know, I'm still not liking this at all."
Otunga walks forward, getting a mic and the rest of Nexus stay on the ramp. He gets into the ring and goes to talk.
"Look John, now this isn't what you think. Two weeks ago, you assaulted me with a steel
chair. I watched you take out Wade Barrett and each and every other member of Nexus. And you know, the thing of it is...it's exactly what you said you were going to do. So I made a decision. Nexus is under new management now."
"Oh hell no..."
"Like I said...Nexus is under new management now. I don't want to have a conflict with you, I don't see why we can't get along. Let's put the past behind us, let's start over. Let's move forward man. Come on, let's start the New Year off right. That's why I've decided...I want to offer you a truce."
"Say no!"
Otunga holds his hand out, and it looks like John's going to shake it. But instead he grabs the mic that he was holding.
"David...I know why you and your group did what you did to me. And if I thought for one second, any word that you're speaking right now is genuine, I would shake your hand in front of everyone. You want to know something? You want to know why I got to each and every one of you? Because I watched you, I studied you. And you are nothing more than a slimy, manipulative, backstabbing worm of a man!"
"You tell 'im Sully!"
"I don't trust you. There will be no moving forward. You got two options. You turn around and move backward, or you throw hands and you see what happens." He says throwing the mic down and steps back getting ready for an attack.
"Uh-oh."
David thinks about it, and decided to get out of the ring and join back with the rest of Nexus, then walking away back up the ramp. John breathes a sigh of relief as David leaves the ring.
"I don't think this is over...that was too easy."
They get halfway up the ramp and then Otunga orders them to turn around and ambush him and that's what they do.
"I knew it."
Mike and Alex both grab us so we don't run out. All of them do their finishers, ending with Gabriel and his 450 splash. They all yell at John, before Otunga drops a Nexus armband next to him and they all exit the ring.
"Oooooooh they piss me off." Aly glowers.
As soon as they get halfway up the ramp again, Punk's music plays and he walks out and
past Nexus, and gets into the ring. Then he delivers his finishing move the GTS to John, leaving him in the ring as he goes to get a steel chair.
"Damn you asshole. You just went even higher on my shit list." Aly growls and I nod in agreement.
He gets back in the ring and he raises the chair up to hit John with it but he stops and just lowers the chair so he's holding it in one arm.
"What the..."
"...hell is he doing?" Aly finishes.
He unfolds the chair and he sits on it, staring at John as he laying there on the apron. He looks down at the Nexus armband laying next to his foot and then he picks it up. He stares at it in his hand for a while, and looks back at John. He then takes it and starts slipping it on his arm.
"NO FLIPPING WAY."
"WHAT THE EFFING HELL? You effing HYPOCRITE!" Aly yells.
He stands up after looking at John and then stands over him. He lifts and arm/fist into the air and so does Nexus. But the weird thing is that Gabriel didn't lift his arm, everyone else did but him.
"Oooooh I am so freaking mad right now."
Punks music plays and the camera pans on Nexus and finally Justin's arm is in the air.
"It looks like they're hailing hitler."
"Pretty much!"
The screen fades signalling the end of the show.
"Well Raw was suckish tonight. So now what? Punk is the new leader of Nexus?"
"I dunno but he pissed me off."
"I think you guys should go change, we want to get out of here as soon as possible. She
might attack Punk or someone if we don't get out of here soon." I say to Mike and Alex.
They both nod and get up.
"Please don't run off." Mike says to her, she shrugs and doesn't reply.
"I'll make sure she doesn't, don't worry."
"Thanks Carls." Mike sighs.
"Just try to be as quick as you can just to be safe."
He nods and they noth go out of the room quickly. Aly and I both sit there in silence, and she actually sits there. She doesn't get up and tries running off. She sinks into the couch, grumbling under her breath in Italian. Mike and Alex come back eventually and we leave before things happen. The car ride is fairly quiet as well. Even walking into the hotel and into their room, she's quiet.
"Alright Lyssa, talk to me."
She sighs and shakes her head.
"Please?"
She just walks over and leans against him after kicking off her shoes.
"Too tired to talk to me?"
She nods against his chest.
"Alright, we can talk in the morning. Go change and we can go to sleep."
She nods again and pulls away to go change. He changes himself and waits for her to come out of the bathroom. She comes out, running her fingers through her hair. She sets her other clothes down and walks over to the bed. Once she lays down, he pulls her into him.
"Sleeeep."
She giggles quietly. She snuggles into him and soon falls asleep, along with him.
"Well tonight sucked." Alex sighs.
"Except seeing you in that dress." He corrects himself.
"Haha, I was waiting for you to say something about it."
"Beautiful." He kisses my cheek.
"Alright. I got to go change so we can go to sleep."
"Alright." He lets me go.
I go to change and come back out, stretching before getting into the bed.
"Sleep well love." Alex says, pulling me over.
"I'm sure I will."
He kisses me lightly, before we both settle down and fall asleep.