Another Monday Night, but tonight John is going to kick Punk's crap locker haha. Aly's finishing up getting ready for the show, while Mike is fixing up his suit. She comes out while he's fixing his tie in front of the mirror and she moves to sit on the bed to put her shoes on.
"Haha I see you." He chuckles.
Aly laughs and finishes putting her shoes on. Once she finishes putting her shoes on, she stands up and them Mike turns around at the same time, his jaw dropping. She walks up to him and pushes his jaw up with one finger.
"Flies." She laughs lightly.
"I was not going to catch flies...as you can see there are no flies in here."
"Suuuure." She says amusedly, walking over to get her jacket and bag.
"But you do look amazing."
She smiles and makes sure she has everything, not noticing him sneak up behind her. After he sneaks up behind her, he wraps his arms around her and lays his head on her shoulder. She giggles and lays her head against his, also laying her hands on his arms.
"Any particular reason for being cuddly?" She asks softly.
"Just expressing my love for you." He smiles.
"Love you too."
"As much as I'm loving the cuddliness, I think we should get going." She adds, giggling.
Mike pouts and lets her go as they grab their things.
"We'll have time for cuddliness later." She pats his cheek.
"Promise?" He asks.
"Promise." She repeats, giggling.
"I'm holding you to that promise." He says to her as they start heading for the door.
"I know you will."
Meanwhile, I've finished getting ready and have come out of the bathroom, grabbing my shoes and slipping them on. Alex looks up from fixing his jacket and his eyebrows raise as he looks me over.
"I can sense you staring at me." I giggle, my back still towards him.
"What can I say? You look amazing as usual."
I smile and turn around.
"And you look handsome as usual, when you wear those suits."
He chuckles and walks over to hug me before kissing me.
"I do like you in the blue." I say, referring the the shirt under the jacket.
"Your favorie color." He says with a wry grin.
"Yes my favorite color."
"My favorite color on my favorite person." I add, which causes Alex to smile and kiss me
again.
"I think we should get going now, otherwise Aly's gonna be coming in here." I laugh, after pulling back.
"Right." He chuckles and both of us grab out things.
We head out into the hall where Aly and Mike are waiting.
"Took you long enough." She jokes.
"Oh be quiet." I laugh.
"Make me." Aly says, sticking her tongue out.
"I would but we'll be late if I did."
"True, let's get going then."
We go out to the car and head to the arena.
After we pull up, we get out and walk inside heading to the room. As we're walking we do see Nexus but it's only Punk, Otunga, Husky and McGillicutty.
"Well looks like you don't have to worry about Gabriel anymore." I say to Aly.
"Thank god. Now there's only one left."
"One thickheaded stalker that is."
"Extremely thickheaded."
We reach the room, walk in and do what we normally do by sitting on the couch and wait for the show to start. When it does, the typical intro starts and then they show things from Martin Luther King Jr. After those are over the cameras come on to reveal the ring and after a few seconds John's music plays and he comes out acting all crazy like he always does.
"Goof."
After we see the replay from 3 weeks ago from the new Nexus, we see him with a mic in his hands and he starts talking as his music starts fading.
"That...that right there was 3 weeks ago. That was...easy easy easy easy. That was 3 weeks ago, that was last year. That was last year! This is my first time in a WWE ring in 2011, and I am ready!"
"Looks like it." I say.
"Just like everybody else I have my list of New Years resolutions. One, take care of the world's most deranged, psychopath CM Punk. Two, find a copy of Reggie's Prayer for later on in the show. Three, win the Royal Rumble! And four, go onto Wrestlemania to become
the new WWE Champion!"
"I'm good with everything except that last part."
"I think I should go talk to him about that." Mike comments.
"Of course you do." Aly sighs.
"Don't worry I'm not going to do anything to him." He says, getting up.
The rest of us get and follow him.
"I'm not one for wasting time. CM Punk is the first on the list, you want some come get some."
Then Mike's music plays and we walk out with him and Alex, Mike with the title on his shoulder and a mic in hand and Alex holding the briefcase.
"Really? You're going to win back the WWE Championship at Wrestlemania. Really?
Really? Really? Cena I think it's safe to say that nobody wants that. You're played out, while I am the most must see WWE Champion in the history of this company. Even more must see than you. Ever since I became champion, the WWE and Monday Night Raw in particular have been more entertaining, more exciting than it's ever been in years!" Mike goes on as we walk down the ramp and get into the ring.
Aly and I just lean against the ropes, watching quietly and choosing not to take sides between them.
"Besides I hate to break it to you Cena...but the odds state that you're not going to win the Royal Rumble match." He continues and the crowd starts chanting 'Cena'.
"In case you didn't hear...in case all of you didn't hear, but for the first time ever the Royal Rumble match will have not 30 but 40 participants. So good luck Cena, it's the biggest Royal Rumble match in the history of the WWE. And the winner gets to choose either the WWE Champion or the World Heavyweight Champion to go against, to main event at Wrestlemania! And I suggest whomever wins the Royal Rumble match, you don't come after me."
"Might be a good decision on their part." Aly says to me quietly.
"Because if you do come after me, you will suffer the same fate as Randy Orton in our title match in two weeks. You...will...lose."
John claps and looks around before raising the mic to talk.
"You...will...lose." He mocks in a low and funny tone.
"That's...that's very Ivan Drago of you, so if we're going to do the whole Rocky 4 thing allow me to retort. If I can change, then you can change, and everybody can change!" He says the last part in a funny, low tone again.
Aly and I look at each other like 'Oh boy, here it goes'.
"And that...that championship you have, well that should've changed twice already. Because if it wasn't for Michael Cole, Jerry Lawler should be the WWE Champion. And and and if it wasn't for Alex Riley, Randy Orton should be the WWE Champion."
"Uh no, Randy and Jerry don't deserve it." I mutter to Aly.
"Damn right." She agrees.
"Let me...let me get a good look at all you guys. Must see? Must see? You guys look like a more feminine version of the Kardashian sisters. Alex Riley's a chicken McNugget who carries a choo choo train in a briefcase."
Aly facepalms.
"Michael Cole's got the street cred of the Jonas Brothers. The Miz, the only challenging bout you've had in the last six months is with irritable bowel syndrome. That means your body makes poopy noises."
"Really John? Really?" Aly mumbles with a sigh.
"Guys it's PG, I'm doing the best I can. Must see? The only thing I must see about the current WWE Champion, is you actually have a match. You had a chance last week to fight Randy Orton straight up. What'd you do? You tucked your tail and you ran. You left your human mugwide to get pinned by Jerry Lawler. Jerry big ups, way to get yourself a win last week...you're the only person in this group that actually wants to fight somebody!"
"He must be forgetting us because last time I checked, we haven't backed down from anybody really." Aly says to me.
"Cena you are so corny. And I am so sick...I am so sick of the label 'Miz is afraid to fight'. It's lame, it's generic, just like you. Because there is no doubt that I can fight with the best brawlers in WWE history. I know it, you know it, and the whole WWE Universe knows it. There is no doubt that I can outwrestle the so called greatest technicians in WWE history. I know it, you know it and the entire WWE Universe knows it. Because I'm the Miz...and I...I will finish that sentence when I destroy Randy Orton."
"He's hot when he's angry." Aly mutters to me.
"Randy Orton, finally the first thing that you said that makes any sense whatsoever. You see because when I think Wrestlemania, when I think the biggest event in WWE history...and I see Randy Orton vs John Cena at Wrestlemania, that sounds like Wrestlemania. A championship worthy match. That feels like Wrestlemania, a championship worthy match, that is Wrestlemania. You...will not...make it past the Royal Rumble. You...will not make it to
Wrestlemania."
"We'll see about that." Aly mutters.
"Awwww what's wrong? Is the corny guy getting under your skin yet? Because if we've developed a little difference of opinion, well...I must see you do something about it."
John and Mike stare at each other, and the crowd chants for John, but then Punk's music plays and out he walks with Otunga, Husky and McGillicutty.
"Uh-oh."
While he was coming out, we all got out of the ring except for John.
"Miz pardon the interruption please, but you do not have to explain yourself or prove yourself...to the jerk known as John Cena. Miz, you are the WWE Champion, John Cena is not."
"Ohhh boy."
"And John Cena you will not be WWE Champion. As The Miz has already stated, there are 40 particiants in this year's Royal Rumble match making the odds of you winning lower than they have ever been. And if you take into consideration that I am in the Royal Rumble match alongside every single member of Nexus...you couple that with the fact that my members of my new Nexus last week proved their toughness and perserverance with their initiations. And you compound that with the fact that the sole purpose each and every member of my new Nexus has in the Royal Rumble match is to see to it that I walk out the winner. Well your odds of winning go from slim to a big fat zero."
"Pffft what they got is zero chance because everyone hates them."
"Exactly." Aly agrees.
"And I myself cannot and will not wait to see you take on those odds." Punk finishes.
"Finally! He shut up!" I exclaim, but then see Nexus walking down to the ring.
"Uh-oh."
"Oh crap."
"I think we better get out of here."
"That...would be a very good idea."
As we head towards the ramp to head backstage, Nexus starts ganging up on John as usual but out runs Santino and Kozlov and they help with getting Nexus off of him.
"Good, he has help now."
As soon as Nexus realizes they're no longer outnumbering John, they retreat after getting beat up a bit, then walk backwards up the ramp and huddle up with Punk.
"You want to play games Cena? Let's see you take on these odds." Punk says, putting the mic down and then he and Nexus walk down the ramp to get into the ring but the GM ding stops them.
We get backstage but Aly and I both stop so that we can watch one of the screens to see what happens.
"Can I have your attention please? I have recieved an email from the anonymous Raw general manager. And I quote. I wonder what the odds are on CM Punk beating John Cena one on one tonight, if the Nexus members are barred from ringside. In fact...in fact if any Nexus member is involved in the John Cena vs CM Punk match later tonight, they will be officially out of the Royal Rumble match!"
"Yes!" We high five.
The theme music for Raw plays and Nexus freaks out over the stipulation and we then see that Dolph Ziggler is facing Randy Orton tonight.
"Oh god, we have to hear HER voice tonight." I say, seeing Vickie on the screen.
"Icky Vickieeee." Aly sings like from Fairly OddParents as we walk back to the room.
After coming back from the commercial break, it's a match for the tag team titles. Santino and Kozlov against the Usos. We don't really pay attention to the match at all.
"So facing Maryse again tonight?" I ask Aly.
"Yup. Don't get me wrong, I love to beat her but its getting kind of boring because she's such a weakling." She says shrugging.
"She is so not on your level."
"Not even close." Mike interjects.
After the tag team match which Santino and Kozlov won, the camera goes to Nexus in the locker room arguing with each other like crazy until CM Punk comes in. He comes in smiling and staring at each one of them before saying 'faith'.
"Uh creeper much?"
"Um...yeah..." Aly agrees while doing the awkward turtle hand motions.
Then the camera switches to John Morrison walking down the hall, clearly for his match. He stops when he sees Daniel Bryan and the Bellas walk up, one of them kisses Daniel on the cheek and they walk away together. John takes the sunglasses off and stares as they walk away, shaking his head amusedly as he puts the glasses back on and continues on his way for his match against Daniel.
"Bleh."
"Looks like another match to not pay attention to."
"Agreed."
After commercial the match starts after they come out and in the end of the match it was John who won with the knee to the chin. After showing good sportsmanship by shaking Daniel's hand, Sheamus' music plays and out he walks in all his white glory.
"Keebler Elf!"
"Nanananananana...Mayo Man!"
Sheamus makes a big speech and whatnot, talking about Daniel and John, also about how
John doesn't deserve the right to be king and he does and so on and so on. Then we see the matchups for tonight before going to another commercial.
"Oh boy we have to see HER next." I say as we see Vickie's face again.
Aly starts singing the Icky Vicky song again. After coming back from the commercial break, they replay what happened during the match last week between Randy and Lawler against Mike and Alex.
"Ohhhh I really don't want to see this again."
"Me either." Aly mutters, turning her head.
After that was over, they show who's sponsoring the show tonight, shows the awards that WWE's gotten and then went to the Bellas backstage making a deal on who gets Daniel Bryan first. Then the screen goes to the ring and Justin introduces Vickie. This time I sing the song with Aly. Mike and Alex laugh. After getting into the ring, she takes the mic from Justin and goes to talk.
"Excuse me!"
The crowd boos.
"I said excuse me!"
The crowd just gets even louder with the boos.
"Hahaha." Aly laughs.
"It's like that one night all over again."
"Tonight I am here to introduce to you a man, who will beat Edge at the Royal Rumble pay per view!"
The crowd still boos.
"In two weeks, this man will become the new World Heavyweight Champion! EXCUSE ME!"
The crowd continues to boo.
"Here he is, my boyfriend Dolph Ziggler!"
And of course his music plays and he walks out.
"Troll Man."
After he gets into the ring and he poses and whatnot he kisses Vickie.
"Ew." I mumble with a hand over my mouth.
"Oh gross!"
"I did NOT want to see that." Aly says with a shudder.
Then as his music fades, Randy comes out. We kind of paid attention to the match and in the end Randy won. We were too busy paying attention to the match, we didn't realize that Alex and Mike had gotten up and left the room until we saw them run out after Randy won and slide into the ring going after him.
"What the..."
Alex and Mike pick Randy up off of the floor that he was laying on after rolling out of the ring, but Randy kicks Alex away and that leave Mike to throw him into the steel steps himself. Then Mike goes over to the announce table and takes the cover off, then Jerry gets involved as usual. Alex gets up and spins him around only to get hit by him...again.
"You ass!" I exclaim.
"That is so getting old...Jerry didn't need to get involved at all."
"He's a bitter old guy who apparently doesn't have anything better to do with his time than interfere in other people's business."
Then after Mike takes care of Jerry, he takes Randy and throws him into the announcer's
table. Randy slowly inches away, but Mike follows him and stares intently at him and so does Alex who seems a bit angry right now. Mike picks him up and then rams his back into the steel post and then as he slides down to the floor, kicks him away. Then Alex holds him as Mike repeatedly kicks him, followed by them both picking him up and throwing him into the barrier and breaking it.
"Ooh."
"You know...I'd feel bad for him but he deserves it." Aly says.
"Plus, like I've said before, Mike is hot when he's angry." She adds, giggling.
Mike gets handed a mic so he can talk to Randy.
"I'm the Miz...and I'm...awesome." He says, standing back up and clearly shaking in anger before we go to a commercial.
"Especially when he's shaking in anger like that?" I ask, giggling.
She nods, giggling harder.
"Only you." I laugh.
"Oh come on, like you don't think DC is hot when he's angry."
"And you so do." She laughs after I don't reply.
"Proof?" I manage to say.
"That look on your face." She says, still laughing.
"What look? I don't have a look."
"Yes you do. Keep denying if you want but I see right through youuuuu."
"You and him both see through me."
"Mike too, most of the time."
"And they say we're like twins."
"Too true." She agrees amusedly.
During the commercial break, they walk back into the room and go back to sitting down next to us on the couches. Aly and I look at each other and then giggle.
"What's so funny?" Mike asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing." We say while trying to stifle our giggles.
"That giggling doesn't mean nothing...it's something alright. What is it?"
Aly and I exchange glances which causes us to crack up.
"Well if you must know..." I trail off, calming down a bit.
Aly's still laughing, her face against Mike's shoulder.
"...she thinks you're hot when you're angry." I say, pointing to her.
She stops laughing and her cheeks go slightly red.
"Oh really now?" He smirks.
"Well Dolce thinks the same thing about DC." She avoids his question, changing the subject slightly.
"Heyyyy!" I exclaim.
Alex raises one eyebrow and a smirk crosses his face as well.
"Is that so?"
I try to avoid his question by looking around the room. Mike and Alex exchange knowing looks.
"Yup, definately true. We see right through you two." Mike comments.
"Like a sheet." Alex chuckles.
"Alright it's true, can you blame us?"
"No."
"Alright then, case closed."
"For now." Mike chuckles.
A stagehand knocks on the door to tell Aly to get ready for her match against Maryse, because after the commercial break that's when her match will happen. Aly gets up and looks over at Mike.
"Coming?"
"Yeah of course." He says, getting up as well.
"Have fun." I laugh.
"Oh I will." She grins, fist bumping with Alex before leaving with Mike.
"So, I'm hot when I'm angry?" Alex asks.
"Shut up." I say, playfully pushing him.
"No." He laughs.
"No more asking that question then."
"What happens if I do?"
"What do you think?"
"I think I'll still get kisses anyway." He smirks.
"You always do don't you?" I laugh.
"Yes and you know you love it."
"Ohhh, I don't know about that..." I tease.
"Oh really..." He trails off, eyeing me with a mischevious look.
"Rea...oh no. I know that look."
He chuckles.
"Don't even think about it." I say, pointing at him.
"Think about what?" He grins and scooches closer.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about." I say, scooching away a little bit.
He soon has me backed into the corner of the couch.
"Don't be playing games with me." I add, poking him in the chest.
I start to say something else but Alex cuts me off with a kiss. I mentally say 'darn it' as he continues and pulls me closer. Meanwhile Mike and Aly are walking to the Diva's room, hand in hand.
"This match shouldn't take that long." She states.
"Of course not." Mike says.
"You have her outclassed by a lot."
"She's such a weakling, I'm getting bored with it."
"I'm sure they'll stop putting you in matches with her soon."
"I think they're going to start amping up the feud with Melina." She shrugs as they get close to the locker room.
"Right. Creative and their feud ideas lately."
"I'd rather feud with Melina than waste my time fighting Maryse." She comments before
going into the room to change.
After changing she walks back out and they head down to the curtain, Mike continuing the conversation.
"Right, she's not worth the fight."
"But I wouldn't say no to beating on her occasionally since she still thinks she can get you to
leave me."
"She's as thickheaded as Morrison." He comments.
"Yeah." She agrees as he new music hits, the pyros going off shortly after.
She stares intently at Maryse who has already gotten in the ring before her.
"New entrance music?" Mike asks as they walk down the ramp.
"Uh-huh, I felt like it was time for a change."
As she gets into the ring, she then poses on the turnbuckle with the title and that's when she gets a glimpse of both Eve and Melina ringside with Cole, watching on. She gives them both a look of 'just try me' before getting down and handing her title over to Mike.
The bell rings and Maryse gets in Aly's face, and she was talking about Mike of course, because she knows that will piss her off. She then shoves her head and then shoves her body away. Aly tries to get Maryse in a submission, but Maryse scrambles to the ropes. Aly's forced to let go as Maryse gets up. She kicks Aly in the gut making her keel over, then she drops her face first onto the apron. She goes for the pin but only gets to 1 and Aly kicks out, holding the side of her face. Maryse then slams Aly's face into the mat screaming at her to not ever touch her hair. Maryse wraps her arms around Aly's head and her hands are under her chin and she repeatedly keeps slapping her in the head.
"Come on you got this!" Mike screams to Aly from ringside.
A clap gets going and Aly lifts her up on her shoulders and rams her backwards into the corner, making her let go. Aly then gets into the corner and they get into a scuffle and more hair extentions are ripped out of Maryse's head. After they separate, Maryse slaps Aly, but she returns the favor with a kick to the gut. Aly goes to do something, but Maryse counters it, which causes Aly to counter that and take Maryse down instantly. Aly then gets Maryse in her submission 'Trouble In Paradise.' Maryse is reaching for the ropes but Aly pulls her away into the middle of the ring. Maryse can't take it anymore and she immediately taps to the submission. Aly lets go after the bell rings and Mike slides into the ring and raises her hand while the ref raises the other one.
"Just like always." She laughs.
As she and Mike start to leave the ring, Maryse rolls out on the otherside and starts yelling at Cole. Eve walks up and shoves her and she just keeps yelling at Cole.
"I think she's officially lost it."
Aly shakes her head in amusement and keeps walking up the ramp. Then Ted shows up trying to calm her down, but she's yelling at him too. She's blaming him for losing her match and she calls him a loser. Ted then challenges anyone in the locker room to a over the top rope challenge to prove he can win the Royal Rumble in two weeks. Aly just shakes her head, and as she sees Maryse heading up the ramp she walks backstage and heads back to change.
Aly comes out after changing and laces her fingers with Mike's as they start to walk back to the room, though they're just taking their time since they aren't in a rush to get back for any matches. As they're walking, suddenly Aly feels her back against the wall and Mike's standing infront of her, smirking with both hands on either side of her.
"Um...hi?" She says hesitantly.
"Hi." He repeats, smirking.
"Any particular reason why I'm being pinned to the wall?"
"I know how you feel when I'm this close to you." He smirks.
"Oh really."
"Really."
"Really?" She asks, giggling.
"Really." He says, moving closer.
"Really?"
"Really." He says, going in to kiss her.
"Gross dude." They both hear Morrison's voice say.
Aly rolls her eyes and flips him off.
"You know it's not nice to do that."
"You think I care?"
"John, why don't you just go away. Don't you get it? You're not taking her away from me."
"Nope." She shakes her head.
"Yeah we'll see about that." John retorts.
"John, you're so thi..." She says, but is cut off by Mike kissing her.
All thoughts go out the window and she relaxes into him, her hands moing to rest on his shoulders. Morrison gets the most disgusted look on his face and shakes his head, walking away. Neither of them notice, being wrapped up in the kiss.
"Bologna fudgin' mustard! Not you too!" They hear Cena's voice as he comes around the corner.
Mike pulls away with a groan, dropping his head into the crook of Aly's neck and shoulder. Aly giggles into his shoulder.
"Hi to you too Sully."
"Sorry Mike." John apologizes.
"Yeah whatever." Mike mumbles.
Aly just laughs.
"Well I'll just let you two get back to whatever it was you were doing. Just pretend I wasn't
here." He winks at Aly, then walking away.
She laughs even more and moves one hand to run her nails across Mike's neck.
"He's gone now." She says quietly once John disappears around the corner.
"He is?" He says, lifting his head up and looking around.
"Good." He adds, looking back at her and she giggles lightly.
"Now...where were we exactly?"
"Hmm...I don't know..." She says teasingly.
"Oh really?"
"My memory seems a little hazy..." She trails off.
"Well I guess we'll have to refresh that memory of yours." He adds, leaning in and kissing her once again.
She giggles into the kiss as she gets pressed further into the wall as he shifts to brace his forearms against it. He breaks away for a brief moment of air, but leans his forehead against hers in the meantime. Aly just smile as she catches her breath, her eyes still closed.
"Never knew I had that in me did you?" He asks.
She shakes her head a little and he chuckles.
"Well like I said before, I'm full of surprises."
"Mmhmm." She giggles.
"I think we should head back now."
"Okay." She says almost reluctantly, slowly opening her eyes.
"You going to be alright walking back? You're looking a little lightheaded and dazed there."
"Your fault."
"You loved it."
"True." She shrugs, sliding her hands down his chest.
"Do you need to be carried back or can you walk?"
"I think I can manage." She says wryly.
"Alright, just making sure."
"I know." She replies as he pulls away.
Then they head down the hallway towards the room, his arm around her. Mike knocks before they walk into the room.
"Coast is clear, you can come in!" I yell.
Mike chuckles and Aly laughs as they walk in.
"Nice hair Dolce." Aly comments, laughing and going over to the couch.
"Yeah? Nice lips." I laugh, fixing my hair.
Alex snickers and Mike smirks.
"Raspberry." Mike says nonchalantly, licking his lips.
I just giggle and shake my head amusedly. Aly puts a hand over her eyes, her cheeks going pink.
"Really Mike?" Alex snickers.
"Yup."
"I guess you'll have to re-apply that lip gloss." I say to Aly, laughing.
"Yeah I know." She says amusedly, getting up and going over to her bag to get the lip gloss.
"So what did we miss while we were gone?" Mike asks.
"Oh I don't know, we weren't really paying attention." I reply.
"Probably nothing important anyway." Aly shrugs as she sits down again, reapplying the
gloss.
The tv screen comes back from the commercial that was playing and we see Daniel Bryan's rookie Mr. Mantastic, Derrick Bateman on the screen.
"Uh...ooookay."
"Um..."
"Hi, have you ever wanted to be strong, powerful, physically impressive? Haha of course you have...so have I. That's why we here at the Derrick Bateman Institute have created this cologne...World's Strongest Man. Now I've been told that it is derived from the actual sweat glands of THE world's strongest man, Mark henry. And with just one spray, you'll be overwhelmed by the powerful musk of Mark himself." He says, spraying some of it into the air and sniffing it, getting this weird look on his face.
"Oh gross."
Then he starts sniffing various things such as his armpit, his shoe, and a sock.
"Are you strong enough?"
"Weirdooooo."
"Nerd." Mike shakes his head.
"Total nerd." Alex agrees.
"Well then again, look at his pro." I comment.
"Mr. WannaBe the 12 year old bratty Wabbit Boy." Aly remarks.
"Derrick Bateman of WWE NXT, only tomorrow night on . Well I'm glad you're back, you had to go sticking your nose in somebody else's business again." Cole says about Bateman and then talks to Jerry.
"How about I stick my fist in your nose."
"You can't, 'cause you'll be fired."
"Maybe he should because then he wouldn't be here to cause trouble." I say.
Then Cole goes into talking about the Royal Rumble and they show a little promo about it. And then after that, they show the matchups for the pay per view in two weeks. Then Cole says the GM sent him an email via his Blackberry. We find out that the main event for Raw next week is Mike against Edge in a Champion vs Champion match.
"Oh jeez."
"Crazy Eyes."
"Bobblehead." Aly adds.
"Smurfette." Mike continues.
"Long hair and pouty lips." Alex finishes, smirking.
Then the camera switches to John walking backstage, shakes hands with one person backstage and then he sees one guy on a phone as he walks farther down the hall. He takes the phone says something inaudible to us, ends the call and drops it into the guy's food. Then walking farther down the hall for his match against Punk up next.
"What a dork." Aly laughs.
After the last commercial of the night, Punk's music plays and he walks out with the rest of Nexus. He stares into the eyes of each member before walking down the ramp to get into the ring for the match and Nexus walks backstage like they're supposed to do. He stands in the ring and waits for John's music to play. Eventually it does and out John walks, ready to whoop some crap locker. He does his usual routine of running down the ramp and sliding into the ring, throwing the hat into the crowd and shirt. His facial expression changes to a more serious look and then the bell rings as soon as John's music fades. They walk up and stare each other down. That's when the match really starts and John just keeps throwing punches. Once Punk's in the corner, John takes him and throws him into the opposite one.
He runs and goes against the ropes as Punk bounces back and then he slams his face into the apron. John wastes little time, hammering away at Punk and then picking him up and slamming him into the corner. He then repeatedly punches him and the 3rd punch was right in the ribs. Punk screams in pain as he keels over kneeling on the mat. John picks him up again and throws Punk into the opposite corner with force, making him bounce off and is now laying on the apron. John circles him with determination in his eyes and as soon as Punk gets up, he hits him across the back making him stumble over to the ropes. He hits him across the back again and then punches him again repeatedly and goes for the pin, but Punk kicks out. Punk leans against the ropes again, John comes over and throws him into the ropes and bends over hoping to flip Punk over him. But Punk counters and kicks him in the shoulder, a loud smack erupting. John rolls away and then Punk leans against the ropes and kicks John out onto the floor, making John cry out in pain.
Coming back from the commercial, Punk has his legs wrapped around John's neck and he's elbowing him in the head repeatedly. He gets John's shoulder down and the ref starts counting for the pin, but John gets his shoulder up off of the apron. John manages to get up, lifting Punk up on his shoulders and then gets him to jump off him. But when Punk does, he immediately kicks John in the gut, then executing a DDT which faceplants John. He rolls him over and goes for the pin, but John kicks out. Punk grabs John's shoulders and repeatedly kicks him in the back, John crying out in pain each time and then ending with a kick to the head. He goes for a pin again, but John kicks out.
The match was grueling and ends up getting John in the Anaconda Vice and John struggles to get to the ropes. Eventually he does, after it looks like he's going to pass out from the lack of oxygen. John rolls out of the ring and Punk ends up knocking him to the floor again. He seizes the opportunity and jumps out of the ring, but John immediately catches him. Then he rams his back right into the steel ring post, rolling him back into the ring. John gets back up onto the ring and climbs onto the top of the turnbuckle. Punk catches him once but after a few headbutts he goes down, John seizing the opportunity to jump and knock Punk down. He goes for the pin, but Punk kicks out.
"NO!"
John then sits up and the camera pans out, showing someone run and jump over the barricade getting onto the side of the ring.
"What the hell?"
"What the hell is that guy doing?"
"Dude, he looks like Batista. Who is that?"
"I have no idea."
John then gets distracted and Punk comes up from behind and kicks John in the head. The mysterious man gets into the ring and stares Punk down. Punk stares back in shock and he gets up. But his expression changes to a sly smile and he stands up, holding his arms out as if waiting for the guy to hit him. He does end up kicking him in the side of the head and the bell rings ending the match.
"Um..."
He then turns his attention to John, picking him up and sideslamming him and then Nexus slides in the ring, protecting Punk, telling the mysterious man to back up. But Punk is telling them to wait, then tells them to help him up. They help him up and he stands infront of the guy once again, staring him in the eyes. The guy then kneels down before Punk, and Punk takes out a Nexus armband from his boot.
"Oh hell no."
The guy lifts his arm in the air and Punk slides the armband onto his arm. He stands up and they line up, lifting their arms in the air like they always do now. And the screen fades with them standing there. Aly and I just glare.
"Great just what we need on the show another member of Nexus."
"Well at least none of them are stalking us."
"Which is a relief, looks like CM Sucks is replacing Gabriel and Slater so Nexus is back to it's original number of people. Looks like someone's scared of being outnumbered."
"Yeah."
"Wimp."
"Agreed."
"Don't you have a dark match tonight?" Aly asks me.
"Crap...forgot." I say, getting up and grabbing my bag.
Alex chuckles and gets up.
"We'll be back."
Aly nods and we head out and down to the Diva's locker room.
"Who are you facing?" Alex asks.
"Eve I think."
"Nice. Not too tough."
"Well I think I'm pretty much tougher than any diva on the Raw roster anyway."
"Pretty much." He agrees.
"But if Eve messes with you again like last year, she's so in trouble...more trouble than before." I say, as we stop at the door of the locker room.
"I think you and Windy warned her off." Alex chuckles.
"Let's hope so." I say, going in to change.
Alex waits for me to change and when I come out, he puts an arm around my waist as we walk to the curtain. We go out first, but to my new entrance. The pyros go off at the points I chose them to, and then we walk down the ramp.
"Nice music."
"Thank you. New year, needed new music."
"Makes sense." He agrees, letting me go so I can do my entrance move.
After entering the ring with the entrance move, Alex stays outside the ropes and we talk as we wait for Eve's music to play. Once it does, I take off my jacket and hand it to him, while watching her get into the ring. After she gets into the ring, Alex gives me a quick kiss before jumping down to stand ringside to watch the match. After she jumps down off of the corner, the bell rings and we circle each other. She goes to lock up with me but I push her away and she's against the ropes. I pull her and send her into the opposite side of the ropes, but she flips over me as I bend over to flip her over me. I turn around quickly and she does an arm drag takedown twice to me. He locks my arm in a way that I'm struggling and the ref is asking if I want to quit, I tell him no.
I'm able to get up and when I do I hit her in the side of the face twice, then grab her and send her into the corner. I run at her but Eve elbows me, sending me stumbling a little bit away. Eve then jumps onto the ropes and goes to kick me in the side of the head, but I duck and grab her slamming her backwards to the apron. I grab her by the hair, the ref telling me to watch her hair as usual. But I don't listen and I lift her up and slam her back down onto the apron by her hair. I then repeatedly knee her in the face, then roll her over and drop a leg on her. I go for the cover, but Eve kicks out and I sigh in frustration. Eve crawls to the ropes and hold onto them as I come towards her, and that's when she kicks me in the gut. But I retaliate and push her back with my foot, so she's now leaning on the bottom rope. I then put my knee to the back of her neck, putting pressure on it and the front of it presses against the rope, then let go on 3.
I grab her and get her in a headlock as she's sitting on the apron and the ref checks on Eve to see whether she wants to give up or not. I then put both arms around her neck and knee her straight in the back. I get her in another headlock and she struggles. I get both hands on her neck and then she starts to get up. She elbows me in the stomach, hoping that I would let go but my hold on her is stronger than ever. She grabs an arm and slams it against her shoulder, then flips me over her. Eve then jumps on me and goes for a sleeper hold. I'm struggling to get free from this, I can feel the oxygen slipping from my body every second that goes by. But I manage to get to a corner and grab the ropes, turning around and ramming her into the turnbuckle. She still has the hold on me, so I ram her into the corner again. But she still has the hold on me, more oxygen slipping from me as I walk away from that corner. I manage to counter and spin her around and land a backbreaker.
I go for the pin, but the backbreaker didn't do it, she still kicked out. I sigh in even more frustration, then crawl over to her and start throwing punches left and right. The ref has to pull me off of her to get me to stop. Once she gets up at least a bit, I run and kick her in the side using all my frustration. I then have had enough, and I pick her up and basically lay her out with one of my finishers. I go for the pin and get the win. I'm announced the winner, and Alex gets into the ring hugging me after the ref raises my hand. He hands me back my jacket and we get out of the ring, and head backstage so that I can change and we all can leave for the night.
Alex waits patiently outside the Diva room as I change and then as before, he puts his arm around me as we walk back to the room. When we reach the door, I make sure to know just to be safe. Only because I don't want to be walking in on anything. There's a pause and then Mike says it's safe. We both walk in and I laugh once I see the lip gloss in Aly's hand again as she puts it on.
"Again?"
Aly flushes and Mike smirks.
"I don't want to know." I shake my head.
"And neither do I." Alex adds.
"You two lovebirds ready to go?"
"Yeah." Mike says, helping Aly up and they grab their things.
"You know, sometimes I swear they're worse than us." I mutter to Alex so that only he can hear, as we head out of the arena.
Alex laughs.
"What's so funny?" Aly asks.
"Nothing." He chuckles.
"Uh-huh, sure."
She eyes him suspiciously for a minute and then shakes her head and turns back to Mike. After getting into the car, we head back to the hotel. Once we reach it, we head in and up to our rooms.
"Remind me to try to avoid sleeper holds in matches, I was so concerned for myself passing out in that match tonight." I say, taking my jacket and shoes off after walking into the room.
"Yeah I was worried." Alex says, doing the same.
"Well of course you were, it's your job to worry about me...well part of your job anyway."
He nods and leans over to kiss my cheek before I go change. After I come out, I see that he's sitting on the bed but his back is to me. So I attempt what I did months ago, by going over and running a finger down his back. But after I did that, I lay on the bed like nothing happened and then he twitches.
"What was that for?"
"What was what? I didn't do anything."
"You're the only one in the room." He says dryly.
"You sure it wasn't just one of those chills going down your spine? Because I've been laying
here the whole time."
"Riiiiight."
"You can't prove I did it." I sing.
He raises and eyebrow.
"You may think you can, but you can't" I still sing.
He turns and pins me.
"Ooooh I'm scared now." I laugh.
"You should be." He laughs.
"Ohhhh I think not."
"Really?" Alex leans in close.
"Really."
"I think I can change your mind. Or at least distract you."
"You don't scare me." I laugh.
He chuckles and puts his lips to mine, kissing me to the point of distraction. I go to move my arms but he still has that strong hold on them.
"No, those arms do not move." He mumbles.
I make a whining noise but he doesn't let up.
"This is torture." I mumble and he pulls away.
"I can even make it more torture." He says with a raised eyebrow.
"How can anything be more torture than THIS?"
He presses kisses to wherever he can reach but never lingers for very long, driving me crazy.
"Ohhhh come on."
"You asked." He chuckles against my skin.
"You're evil." I joke.
"But you love me anyway." He says, moving to rest his forehead against mine.
"I think you can let me go now."
He gives me one last kiss before letting me go.
"And you were right about earlier...I did do that to your back." I admit, as he lays in his spot
next to me.
"I know."
"The reason why I did it...I just love messing with you."
"Drive me crazy." He corrects, pulling me close.
"Yeah that works too."
"Night love." Alex says after I yawn.
"Night."
Meanwhile, Aly's just come out of the bathroom from changing herself. She runs her fingers through her hair and sets her clothes down on her bag. She feels Mike come up behind her, wrap his arms around her and puts his head on her shoulder just like earlier tonight before we all left for Raw.
"Hi." She giggles.
"Hi." He repeats, kissing her neck.
"Can I help you?"
"What? I can't do this?"
"Just messing with you." She giggles, tilting her head.
"Come on..." He says, pulling her backwards by the waist.
She squeaks in surprise but lets him pull her. He lets her go as soon as they both fall back onto the bed. He moves to hover over her and she smiles, raking her nails down his abs gently.
"You're driving me crazy doing that you know."
"Doing what?" She asks innocently
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"Nope."
"Are you sure about that?" He asks, getting closer.
"Uh-huh."
"Really?" He asks.
"Really."
"I beg to differ."
She gives him a challenging look and giggles.
"You know I can distract you right?"
"Bring it."
He smirks and then brings his lips down to hers in yet another intense kiss like the two times earlier in the night. She brings her hands away from his abs and drags her nails down his back instead. She could hear the growling/purring noise erupting from him as she did that while he was still kissing her. She giggles into the kiss.
"You torture me so much." He mumbles.
She pulls away for a second.
"You know you love it." She laughs, before sealing their lips together again.
"That I do." He mumbles again.
She goes to drag her nails down again but this time he manages to grab her hands and pin them above her head. She makes a whining noise.
"Now it's my turn to torture you." He says, pulling back for a brief moment.
"Miiiike."
"It's only fair after the torture you just gave me."
She pouts.
"You started it."
She giggles.
"Now I'm going to finish it."
She looks at him warily.
Then he does what Alex did to me and kisses her everywhere he can reach, but not lingering too long on each spot. She shifts underneath him, whining lightly.
"Ah, no moving."
"Miiiiike."
"I'm not done yet, no moving." He chuckles.
She pouts but stops shifting. Once he makes sure that she won't move anymore, he continues. After he's done with that, he places one more long and intense kiss on her lips before rolling over and scooching into his spot on the bed.
"You're evil." She mumbles, not moving and laying there with her eyes closed.
"But you love me anyway." He smirks.
"Tis true." She sighs.
"Now come on, let's go to sleep."
"Sleep? After that?"
"You're wide awake now?" He chuckles.
"Yes!"
"Oops, my bad."
"Yeah, thanks alot."
"Sorry."
"No you're not." She says amusedly, opening her eyes and rolling onto her stomach.
"Do I have to show you how sorry I am?"
"Yes." She crawls over to her spot.
He lays on his side facing her, leaning over and kissing her again but this time more lightly.
"You're forgiven." She smiles once he pulls away.
"Good." He smiles.
She scoots over and lays against him, her head on his shoulder with one arm resting on his chest and one leg thrown over his.
"Still not sleepy."
"Will the technique of mine help or no?"
She shrugs.
"It's worth a shot." He says, then running a hand up and down her back.
Her eyelids start to droop and then fall shut. She soon falls asleep and he ends up going to sleep himself, after he makes sure she's sleeping.