We're all in the hotel, getting ready for Raw tonight. I come out of the bathroom from getting changed and see Alex with a suit on.
"Are they letting you be on tv tonight?" I ask, after slipping on my shoes and walking over.
"Possibly."
"Gonna be a sneak like Mike last week?"
He smirks.
"Oh yeah, you're gonna be a sneak."
"You love it." He chuckles.
"Yeah when I'm involved anyway."
Alex laughs and he wraps me in his arms.
"You look amazing by the way."
"I know I do. I always do."
He agrees and kisses my cheek. He lets me go, and then we start to head out and down to the car to wait as usual. Meanwhile, Aly comes out of the bathroom fully changed, boots on and all. She has her lip gloss in her hand as she puts it on, her other hand pushing her hair out of the way. Mike looks up from what he was doing, and his eyes just go wide. She sputs the cap back on her gloss and notices him.
"What?"
"Nothing...you just look...wow."
"Thank you." She giggles.
"So any sneakiness you're doing tonight?"
She notices a smirk come across Mike's face.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"You know me all too well." He comments.
"I'm your wife, I'm supposed to."
"I know, and I'm supposed to know you all too well."
"You do."
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah." She nods, grabbing her bag.
They then make their way out of the room, and down to the car. From there we head to the arena, and as soon as we do Mike heads to the locker room to change. We just hang around the backstage area, after dropping our things off in the room.
"Tonight's sure to be an interesting one." Aly comments.
"Oh yeah, especially with Snooki here tonight."
"Right."
As we're waiting, we see Zack walk by.
"Woo woo woo." I comment, to get his attention.
"You know it." He says automatically and then turns, seeing us.
"Heyyyy, what's up ladies?"
"Not much. Haven't seen you in forever."
"Yeah, its been a while." He agrees.
"I bet you're excited to see Snooki tonight for sure."
"You know it!" Zack grins.
"You and the Jersey Shore haha."
"Jersey Shore rules." Zack declares.
"I know. I watch it when I can." I add.
"No thanks." Aly laughs a little.
That's when Mike walks up. She smiles as he puts his arms around her.
"Well, I'm gonna go get ready for the show. I'll be seeing you you ladies later." Zack says.
"Alright, bye." We chorus.
It started getting closer to showtime, and when it finally reached that time. We watched the tv screen, as a picture of the Rock came on and we heard his voice.
"Ah, thank you Mr. President. Hahaha thank you. What's that? Did I see it? Did I see...of course I saw it. That was supposed to be the big John Cena final knockout punch to the Rock. Right...wait did you see it? Oh you did? Okay...were you entertained? Did you laugh? Oh you didn't laugh. Of course you didn't laugh. Nobody on the planet laughed. Hahahaha no. You know why? Because it stunk."
"I thought it was kind of funny..." I say.
"The thing about this that bothers me the most is...you know I try and talk to him like a man and he acts like a child. Yeah I mean he..." Rock is cut off by John's music.
"Oh boy."
"I'm gonna have to call you back Mr. President. John Cena...you got a lot of nerve coming to the Rock's house. But you finally came here...face to face. You want to say something to the Rock man to man? Is that what you want to do? Well here's your chance...here's your final chance to talk like a man."
"Good luck with that." Mike mutters.
The camera changes to show a kid walking into the room wearing all of John's merchandise.
"You can't see me, you can't see me."
"Niiice." Aly snickers.
The camera changes to Rock and he sighs, raising his eyebrow and the music stops. He stands up and walks over to the 'young John Cena'.
"John Cena, don't even think about it."
"Yo.."
"No, don't do 'yo'. No, no gang signs...don't do that. No don't even think about rapping John Cena. No, you're not gangster, you're not from the hood. No, you wanna talk to me, you talk to me like an adult. I'm through with that, talk to me like an adult."
"Yo, my name is John Cena, I'm putting on the hurt. I'm the big tough guy with the bright purple shirt. You want some, come get some."
"Aww that's cute."
"And yet funny."
"Hahahaha okay...okay. Hahahaha, alright John Cena...we should've had this talk long ago. It's time for you to have a talk with the people's champion. John, I know that when I left 7 years ago, you took the ball. And you ran with it...right? But you didn't run that far, it's okay. But you were still trying and you were running...your little legs were running and running for years. You became the man in the WWE. And think about this, not only did you try John...but you succeeded. Think of the cultural impact you've had on the world. Look at it like this...Kermit the frog..." Rock says, and we hear a frog noise.
"Oookay..."
"Barney the dinosaur..." And we hear Barney's voice go 'bingo!'.
"And now you. And not only that, think about the demographic that you've dominated. John Cena you own the 2-5 year olds...yeah they love you."
"Nice one."
"But the truth is...and this is gonna be difficult. Do you know why you'll never be as good as the Rock? Tell me."
"Because I'm not that talented."
"Yes John Cena, because you're not that talented."
"Eh."
"It took such a big man to admit what you just did. Finally the big elephant in the room...he gone. Go bye bye elephant. Look at the elephant go...bye bye. So John, now that we've gotten that out of the way, you've released all that off your shoulders, gosh that's a heck of a load for you to carry around all these years. How does it make you feel?"
"I feel..."
"It doesn't matter how it makes you feel!"
"Is there a point to this?" Aly mumbles under her breath.
Then the kid pretends to cry.
"Oh no. John Cena are you crying? Oh John, you can't be crying, John Cena shouldn't be
crying. The Rock and all the millions and millions, we've seen your awful movies. You don't see us crying. Oh John, oh no...look I don't have any toilet paper, but I have the next best thing to toilet paper." Rock says pulling out one of John's shirts.
Mike and Alex snicker.
"Here go ahead and blow your nose. Nobody cares about this anyway. That's ok, blow your
nose again. Good, nobody cares about this shirt anyway." He adds, having the kid blow his nose on it, then Rock spits on it and throws it away.
Mike laughs.
"Come here buddy. Listen I know it's very hard to admit what you just admitted. But I gotta tell you, I'm proud of you...we're all proud of you. Because you're not that talented, but you admitted it anyway. Turn that frown upside down. Let me see a little smile. Little bit...alright. I'll tell you what, I got a gift for you. I got something for you that you're gonna love."
He goes over to get whatever the gift was, and stands back up in front of the kid.
"Abracadabra, yabba dabba!" He says, pulling Fruit Pebble out from behind his back.
"Hustle, Loyalty, Respect and Fruity Pebbles? Yes!"
"Yeah, I know. This is your favorite, I know. Hustle, Loyalty, Respect...all that hot garbage that
you say. It doesn't matter because here look look. There's your hero...Fred Flinstone! That's
your guy right there."
"Hah."
"Look Fruity Pebbles, Vitamin D. Big for your muscles. Right there's a dream, you'll never
have muscles like the Rock, but you can try one day. That's what heaven looks like. Look a big bowl of Fruity Pebbles. Who's the...who's the man? Yeah, who's the people's champ? Yeah, who's always gonna own John Cena? Yeah, give me something again. Alright, you take these with your no talented behind, and you go enjoy the Fruity Pebbles."
"Nice."
"Can I go eat them now?"
"You can eat them right now, you untalented little fruit loop enjoy them. Haha. Ahhh, now where was I? Oh that's right...right. Hello Miz." He says looking at the camera.
"Oh boy."
"You're right. We've not been properly introduced. You're the Miz, the WWE Champion. The so called most must see champion in WWE history. Well I'm the Rock, the most electrifying man in all of entertainment..the people's champion. Last Monday night on Raw, you made a few statements Miz. First statement was you knocked out John Cena cold as a block of ice. You have the gall to hit the people's elbow, talk trash about my family. But Miz whether you know it or not, you also made another statement. And that statement, was you clearly want the Rock to deliver to you, the single biggest ass whoopin' of a lifetime."
"Nah...he just wants to piss you off."
"John Cena, Miz...we can all agree the time for talk is over. It's time for Wrestlemania, and as I promised, as I gave my word...before Wrestlemania, I will bring it live on Monday Night Raw. John Cena don't worry about when, where, show up dont's show up, satellite...via satellite..not via satellite. Shut your mouth, shut your mouth. The only thing, that you should be concerned with...the only thing the Miz should be concerned with, is how badly I layeth the smacketh down on both your candy asses."
"Hmph."
"If you smell...ow what the Rock is cookin'."
Then Rock's music plays. Mike motions for me and you to follow him to the curtain.
"I'll meet you back at the room." Alex says to me before he kisses me.
I nod, after pulling away and I follow Aly and Mike to the curtain. We wait a while, and then his music plays and we walk out with him. Down the ramp and getting into the ring. We go and lean against the ropes. Mike grabs a mic, and his music fades to basically the whole crowd booing him. He just takes it in, not caring what they think.
"Really? Really? You know the...the Rock's t-shirt says 'I bring it'. And I couldn't agree with you more Rock. You do bring it. You bring out of date catchphrases, you bring bad tattoos, you bring horrific movies, you bring empty promises and pointless 20 minute diatrives that only a hasbeen can bring. And you have a problem with me insulting your family. Let me remind you Rock, your father and your grandfather were both good..." He's cut off by the crowd chanting 'you suck', but he doesn't care.
"Are you done? Back to what I was saying. Your father and your grandfather were both good, but they were never WWE Champion. So that means I'm better than the both of them, and I can say whatever I want. And you like to make six year olds cry. Well Rock step into this ring, and I'm going to make you cry."
We both look amused.
"I'm going to make you scream like a little girl. Because unlike you, instead of talking about beating up John Cena, I've actually done it. Three weeks in a row to be exact. So no Rock you DON'T own John Cena, I do!"
"He has a point. But I think John's wife is the one that owns him." Aly whispers to me.
The crowd yet again, starts chanting 'you suck', still doesn't phase him.
"That doesn't phase me. Nothing you people say phases me. So Rock, week after week after week via television screen you say that you're gonna bring it. And I hope, I pray that you do bring it Rock. Hey, who knows...he might bring it here to St. Louis!" He exclaims, mocking the crowd cheering as they actually do.
We exchange looks.
"But if you do bring it here, or anytime you bring it...just let it be known that you will be overshadowed by the most must see WWE Champion in the history of this company. Because I'm the Miz...and I'm...aaaawwweeesooome!" He finishes, then looks at the camera and pretends the mic is a gun and he shoots it, mouthing 'boom'.
Aly snickers.
"Dork."
But immediately after that, the GM ding rings out.
"Oh god, what now?"
"This can't be good." Aly sighs.
"Can I have your attention please? I've just receievd an email from the anonymous Raw
general manager." Cole says, getting out of his box and heading to the computer, but Jerry gets up and stops him from reading it.
"Go back home, I think your cage is cleaned out by now."
We both stifle a laugh.
"Miz, seems that tonight the Raw general manager...is arranging two first time ever matches for yourself and John Cena. Later tonight, John Cena will face a man he's never been in the ring with before. The number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, Alberto Del Rio."
We roll our eyes at the mention of 'Muffin Top'.
"Yeah, but what about me? There's nobody for me to face, I've beaten everyone there is to beat." Mike states.
"Well that's not entirely true Miz. The fact is, apparently you've never faced this man..." Jerry adds, and we all look to the stage and then Khali's music plays.
Aly pales a little and bites her lip. Mike can't believe it, and he starts saying 'real fair' sarcastically.
"Not cool."
"Not at all." Aly remarks and goes over to Mike.
"You gonna be okay?" She asks him.
He nods an dhugs her, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
"Be careful." She says softly.
"With Khali it'll be hard, but I'll try my hardest." He nods.
"Love you." She kisses him gently, giving him a faint taste of raspberry.
"Love you too." He smiles.
The bell rings and the match starts. Mike and Khali circle each other, then Mike hesitates before kicking Khali, then punching him repeatedly. He goes back to kicking him and punches him repeatedly again. Khali just grabs him and shoves him away, then when Mike gets back up Khali hits him over the head with his fist. Khali grabs Mike and slams his face onto the turnbuckle, then holds him in the corner and delivers a huge slap to the chest of Mike. Mike stumbles forward and Khali waits for him to get up. When he does, Khali delivers one of those chops to the head. Mike is dazed and slowly trying to get up, but when he does Khalit puts both of his hands on Mike's head putting pressure on it. Mike struggles to reach the ropes, but Khali pulls him away. Mike manages to reach the ropes, but Khali isn't letting go.
Aly and I are watching nervously. She bites her lip and twists her rings around her finger.
Out of nowhere, Alex comes running down and into the ring...trying to stop Khali. Khalit swings an arm around and hits Alex, making him stumble away. Alex tries to go after him again, but is met by one of Khali's chops to the head. Alex gets to his feet, only for Khali to grab him by the neck and then drops him. I suck in a breath, concern written all over my face. He rolls out of the ring, as Mike slides back in to hit Khali with a chair.
"You stay out here, I'm gonna go make sure he's alright."
She just nods. Mike keeps hitting Khali with the chair to the point where the chair became broken. He lays the chair down and then drops Khali's head onto it. He raises the chair up, before climbing out of the ring and starts heading up the ramp. She goes up after him. After a while, they both turn around and head backstage.
"You made him bleed, that's gross."
"Sorry, chairs will do that. I may have overreacted a bit."
"A bit?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Alright, a lot."
She looks amused.
"To the room or are you changing?"
"No, not changing right now...we can go to the room."
"Okay."
So they both walk down the hall, approaching the room then walking inside.
"Nice sneaky plan DC, you alright?" Aly looks at him.
"Yeah, I'm just sore right now."
"I can fix that." I offer.
"I know you can." He smiles.
Alex shrugs off his suit jacket and lays it aside, turning his back to me as I begin rubbing his shoulders and back.
"I have to say though, not one of your better sneakiest plans."
"Oh well."
"But he saved Mike from getting seriously hurt, Khali wasn't letting go." Aly adds.
"Yeah, that did not feel good." Mike winces and rubs his head.
"Blame the GM for it...pointless match."
"Yeah."
Then we sit through just pointless and boring stuff they showed on the tv, until the commercial break. After the commercial break we see the matchup between Hunter and Undertaker at Wrestlemania, then we see this thing on Hunter. Then after that we see the outside of the arena, and that fades to seeing Morrison backstage.
"Ugh." Aly wrinkles her nose.
"And I heard you can take a punch better than half the guys on the roster. At least that's how it looked like on tv." He says, as the camera pans out to reveal Snooki.
"Well you know, I did my best. But you know what, we can always use another cast member at Jersey Shore."
"Was wondering when she'd show up."
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah."
Then Morrison stands up, the camera panning out to reveal Vickie and Dolph.
"Well well well, isn't it little miss gym tan laundry, hitting on a superstar. Loser of a superstar." Vickie insults.
"Ohhhh...nice."
"Look, your FYI is to stay away from my Dolph Ziggler."
"What is your problem?"
"My problem is you. You think you are so great because you're on the cover of Rolling
Stone? I was offered the cover of Playboy."
"Ewwwwwwwww..."
Snookie and Morrison crack up.
"Um...alright, well...it must be a centerfold because you can't fit all that on one page honey."
"Burn."
"What?"
Vickie goes to slap Snooki, but she blocks it and slaps her instead. Aly and I crack up. Morrison cracks up again, and leads Snooki away from Vickie. Then as usual, Vickie freaks out and screeches.
"Ow, my ears."
"Ow." Aly makes a face.
Another commercial break, and when we came back the screen was on the ring and the
next match was for the United States Championship. First to come out was Sheamus.
"Smores."
"Not interested." Aly rolls her eyes and leans into Mike's chest, closing her eyes.
The match was long, and at times it looked like Sheamus was gonna lose, but in the end Sheamus ended up winning, becoming the new United States Champion.
"So the title goes from Awesome, to Nerdy, and now to Whitey?"
"Apparently."
"He's not even from the United States!"
"I know! Retarded Creative..."
"If you ask me, he's downgraded. He had the most prestigious title...the WWE Championship."
"You upgraded, he downgraded." Aly says to Mike, looking amused.
"Well there isn't a title that he can own that makes him better than me."
"That's true."
But as Sheamus was leaving the ring, Cole starts talking.
"Ladies and gentlemen can I have your attention please?"
"No."
"I'm about to commit the verbal equivalent of regicide. And for most of you in this arena who don't have the IQ to comprehend that, that means destruction of a king. Because I am going to bring back someone from Lawler's past, who's going to expose to the world what Jerry Lawler is truely about. That person will be out here live, as my guest next."
"Who cares?"
Another commercial, and when we come back they replay what happened last week with Cole, JBL and Austin. Then the screen fades back to Cole in the ring, with a not too pleased look on his face from that replay.
"Hahahaha that was funny as hell." Aly snickers.
"You people enjoyed that didn't you? You people enjoyed that Stone Cold Steve Austin could just waltz out here last week, and stick himself into my main event at Wrestlemania. Guess what? I can guarantee to each and every one of you, that Stone Cold Steve Austin will have a minimal effect at Wrestlemania."
"Psh, you wish."
"When I beat you Lawler. Now Lawler I know how defensive you get. I know how defensive you get when...when anybody...well talks about your family. Whether living or dead. But I'm not gonna talk about your family tonight, because your family is gonna talk about you. Ladies and gentlemen, the biological son of Jerry Lawler...Brian Christopher!"
"Nice." Alex raises an eyebrow.
We hear 'Turn it up', and then he walks out and starts dancing. That's followed by dancing his way down the ramp to the ring. Cole himself is dancing in the ring.
"Oh my god."
"Make it stop...they look ridiculous."
After a while they do stop, and the music fade. Cole and Brian fist bump.
"Brian? Here." Cole says, handing him a mic.
"Brian I would like to welcome you here tonight, welcome back to WWE. I've got a question for you. You've gone by many names in the WWE. Brian Christopher, Grand Master Sexay. But one name you've never used, is Brian Lawler. Why would that be?"
"Grand Master Sexay? Um...ew?"
"Well...quite frankly, because all my life growing up, I never ever felt like I had a father. You
see Michael...you see Michael, while Jerry Lawler was off traveling the world being 'the king', he neglected one thing...me. You see...Jerry Lawler never really wanted a child."
He gets out of the ring, to confront Jerry.
"YOU never wanted anybody, or anything to get in your spotlight. That's why when I made it on my own to the WWE, you wouldn't acknowledge I was your son."
"Brian, I don't know what to say other than um...you're not the only one that's glad you didn't use the Lawler name. Because you see Brian, you're a bigger screw up than Charlie Sheen. Just the fact...just the fact that you wuold associate yourself with a jackass like Michael Cole, tells everyone here tonight what kind of person you are."
"Let me ask you something. How does it make you feel, to know that I competed at Wrestlemania before you did? Yeah that's right. As part of Too Cool, I was one of the biggest superstars in WWE at one time. That's right, so let me just as you...one more time...how'd that make you feel...daddy? Huh?"
It goes on for quite a while, before JR's music plays and cuts off Cole from talking.
"Oooooh JR's gonna rip on Cole, this oughta be good."
"Okay okay okay okay, I was wondering...I was wondering when this moment was gonna come. I was wondering when you were gonna well, do your best John Wayne impersonation, and come riding in on a wild horse with the black hat on your head. I was wondering when you were gonna show up, to steal the spotlight. I guess it's a slow day in the Barbecue business or on Twitter. Huh JR?"
"Oh shut up Cole."
"Don't you think this has gone far enough? You talk about Jerry's family, the most untimely week of his life. You bring his son out here to humiliate and embarrass Jerry Lawler. Michael, come to your senses. This has gone far enough."
"JR, I got an idea. Why don't you go away? Why don't you just go away? It's over, you're done!
This is MY show now. I'm the voice of the WWE, Michael Cole is the voice of the WWE, not
Jim Ross!"
"Pfft...whatever."
"You know I've been meaning to talk to you about that. About the voice of WWE. You know for many many years I had the privelage and the honor of sitting right over there, at ringside beside Jerry Lawler here on Monday Night Raw. And I was lucky enough to be inducted, thanks to Monday Night Raw to the WWE Hall Of Fame. And what I found out Michael was this...is that me, or you, or anybody sitting there will never be the voice of the WWE because the voices of the WWE, are in this arena tonight...like here in St Louis."
"Wake me up when this is over." Aly mumbles to Mike.
"They're watching us around the world, those are the voices of WWE. You know Lawler's been protecting you for a long time. He's been carrying you Cole. I'll just cut to the chase...he's been carrying you like a...I'll put it in your level. He's been like a mother kangaroo carrying you around in his pouch and protecting you. But you know Michael, you're not a loveable, furry, huggable little animal like a baby kangaroo. No, you're a...you're a different kind of animal. You're a...no you're a varmint, you are...you are Michael...a rat bastard."
"Did Jim Ross just call Michael Cole a rat bastard?" Aly sits up straigher.
"I think he did haha."
"NICE! JR, you rock!"
JR goes to leave but Cole starts talking.
"So so that's how it's gonna be. This is how I always envisioned it. Micahel Cole in his ring being the bigger man, standing up for himself. While JR walked out of the ring, walked out of his sunset with his tail tucked between his legs."
JR gets back into the ring, and Cole's facial expression changes as JR takes off his hat,
drops the mic and takes off his suit jacket. He takes his tie off, and then Cole takes his suit jacket off...JR saying something to Cole, pointing to the ring on his finger. They were going to fight eachother, but out of nowhere Swagger runs over to Jerry and attacks him, making JR and Cole stop and watch.
"Oookay then."
Then Swagger gets into the ring, JR telling him that he doesn't want any trouble. In the end though Swagger attacks him and gets him in the ankle lock and won't let go. Jerry then gets up and stops Swagger, but Cole runs and jumps on his back. Then Swagger gets him in the ankle lock, and Cole goes over to JR and puts him in the ankle lock after Swagger pointed to him. After Cole lets go, he yells at both JR and Jerry, before raising his arms and Lispy's.
"Well that was stupid."
"I know right?"
Then they show matchups for tonight, John against Del Rio and up next after the
commercial break it's Randy against the last Nexus member CM Punk can rely on...Mason Ryan.
"Please, we all know it's going to be bye bye Mason.
After the commercial break they play the WWE Rewind. With that they show when Husky got kicked in the skull two weeks ago, and last week when Otunga got punted in the skull last week. After that, the camera is on the ring and Randy comes out. Then once he was in the ring, Punk and Mason came out, with Punk standing on the stage. The match was long, so many close calls but in the end Randy won.
"Haha, looks like CM Punk is alone at Wrestlemania."
"Come on, go kick Mason in the head."
Randy gets out of the ring and he stops...staring at Punk. He looks back to the ring at Mason, then back at Punk. Punk tells him to 'come here', but Randy bolts back into the ring, Punk bolting down the ramp after him. Randy backs up into the corner quickly before punting Mason in the head and then gets into that Viper stance as Punk slides in...then they stare eachother down with Punk looking scared.
"Hahahaha what a wimp."
Punk slides out and starts backing up. They play the replay of key moments of the match, including the punt. Then we see medics pulling out a stretcher, and going to assist in helping attend to Mason. Then we see the replay of what happened between Vickie and Snooki before going to another commercial.
"I'm bored."
After the commercial break, we see that the next inductee into the Hall Of Fame is Dew Carey. We also see when he participated in a Royal Rumble match. But he had to eliminate himself to save himself from Kane. Then once again after that Cole interrupts. We really didn't want to listen to him so we ignored his comments about what happened earlier. But the Raw music cut him off, and we go to backstage where Trish and Snooki are walking. That's when Zack comes onto the screen.
"Hey Snooki, how do you like this situation? Woo woo woo." He asks, pointing to his abs.
"Woo woo woo, it looks pretty solid."
"Thanks." He smiles, then walks away as she and Trish do.
"Hahaha dork."
Then of course another commercial, and when we come back Justin introduces Snooki, and then the Jersey Shore theme music plays, and she walks out down the ramp and gets into the ring. Once the music fades, she grabs the mic from Justin.
"What up everybody! I am so excited to be the guest star of Raw tonight, I've been waiting for
this moment all week long. But you know what? What I'm really excited for, is for my girl Trish Stratus to shut Vickie Guerrero's big fat mouth up. And that's it."
I snicker. Aly just shakes her head and decides to torture Mike a little, trailing her fingers and her nails across his abs and waistline. He gives an involuntary shiver, and looks at her. She doesn't meet his eyes but there's a tell tale smile tugging at her lips.
"Two can play at that game you know." He smirks.
She giggles quietly. He then starts to get closer to her, and he wastes no time in sealing his lips to hers. She kisses back while Alex and I keep our attention on the tv.
Snooki goes and sits ringside, and then Vickie comes out and gets into the ring.
"Excuse me! I said excuse me! Tonight, I will not only beat the legendary Trish Stratus, but I will be hired on Monday Night Raw. But before I do that, I have some words for Ms. Snooki. First of all, don't you ever ever, lay your hands on me again."
"Pfft, yeah okay."
"Good luck with that." Alex chuckles.
"Second of all, how dare you come to Raw and steal my spotlight. And third, you stole something that was very important to me. Let's all take a look at Snooki's cover of Rolling Stone Magazine. That was my covershoot you little thief! Now let's take a look at the original cover that was supposed to come out..."
The picture of the cover changes to Vickie.
"Oh my god, my eyes...they burn. Take that away!"
"Ugh." Alex makes a face.
"Isn't that so much better?"
"Oh hell no."
"Of course it is! By the end of the night tonight, I will be the new Ms. Media Darling. Excuse me! I will prevail and overcome my obstacles tonight. But I know deep down inside, I am a good person."
"Yeah, WAY deep down inside."
"If at all." I mutter.
Then Trish's music plays, and she walks out and gets into the ring. Her music fades, and Vickie starts doing jumping jacks, stretches, and etc. I just roll my eyes. Vickie starts pulling on the ropes, but Trish comes over to roll her up and go for the pin, which she quickly got out of.
"Looks like Vickie almost had a heart attack." I laugh.
"Yeah." Alex chuckles.
The whole match was a joke, at one point Dolph came out to stop Trish...of course. But
that's when Morrison came out and attacked Dolph. Then LayCool came out and attacked Trish, and Vickie ended up getting the pin, winning the match.
"NO!" I yell.
"Oh great." Alex rolls his eyes.
While they were celebrating, they look over at Snooki. Then LayCool makes fun of her, before Michelle walks over and rolls out of the ring, confronting Snooki. Snooki stands up, but Michelle pushes her back down and walks away to get back into the ring. Snooki gets back up, grabs Michelle's leg and drops her face first onto the side of the ring. She slides into the ring and jumps on Layla, attacking her after she turns around. Michelle goes to get involved, but Trish gets back in and jumps on her too.
"Nice." Alex comments.
After all that, Vickie takes another shot at Snookie. Then issues a Wrestlemania challenge. Snooki accepts. They replay the footage of Snooki taking out Michelle and Layla. Then we see that up next, it's Del Rio and John against each other. After Mike hears that, he pulls away from Aly's lips. She pouts.
"I'm sorry but, I have to go do something, I'll be back."
She sighs and nods. He kisses her quickly before getting up and heading out the door. After that we sit and watch the match go on between Del Rio and John. It was coming to the end of the match, John had Del Rio in the AA position, but Brodus Clay came in and interfered, saving Del Rio from the AA. Then he and Del Rio attack John, but all of a sudden Rock's music plays. We all look confused.
"Ohhhh...Mike's playing a prank." She says as it dawns on her.
From the far camera, it really looked like Rock. But when they zoomed in, it was for sure Mike.
"Oh...my...god..." I say stiffling a laugh.
Aly tries not to laugh but dails, bursting into laughter and Alex is cracking up. He makes his way to the ring and slides in, John hits him after hitting Brodus. But John got headbutted by Brodus and Mike was standing back in a position to do something. When John turns around Mike grabs him and delivers Rock Bottom, another move of the Rock's.
"I can't take him seriously!" Aly gasps through her laughter.
After a few hits from Del Rio and Brodus, John is out of the ring and on the floor. Mike climbs onto the turnbuckle, acting like the Rock again, with his fist in the air.
"This is too much."
Alex has calmed down somewhat but is still snickering. Aly's leaning against the arm of the couch, giggling helplessly. Mike looks down at John, then jumps down and takes the bald cap off, ripping it away to reveal his slicked back hair. He jumps down out of the ring next to John. He picks him up and slams his back into the steel ring post. He ruffles his hair a bit so it doesn't look as slicked back anymore, and he grabs a mic.
"Okay that's better." She giggles, calming down.
"How's your road to Wrestlemania Cena?" Mike asks, then hits John over the head with the mic.
"Cena, I've owned you the last 3 weeks. And I will own you for the next 3, all the way to Wrestlemania." He adds, hitting John over the head again after he gets up.
I sigh but Alex and Aly just stay quiet. Mike walks over to John, looking down at him. He bends down to look at him closer, saying some things to him, before getting up and stripping off the Rock's shirt that he was wearing. Aly's eyebrows rais up and she bites her lip. He walks around and picks John up, getting closer to the ramp. He then supplexes him onto the ramp and John screams out in pain as he rolls up the ramp. Mike walks up and around to him, picking him up again, but John retaliates with a punch to the face. Mike stumbles away as John gets Mike in the position for the AA onto the steel grate on the stage. We both give a little sigh in relief. Mike quickly gets off his shoulders and kicks John so he falls to his knees. He grabs him and then makes him hit the steel on the stage face first. Mike stares down John as he moves away from him. He stands back up and goes over to John, picking him back up again, after telling him to get up. He goes to throw him into the steel thing where we all come out, but changes his mind and throws John headfirst into the giant WWE sign on the stage.
"Ooh." We all wince.
John rolls over and hold onto the base of the WWE sign, as Mike makes his way towards him. John struggles to get up and Mike just watches him. He looks at the crowd and then back at John. He gets ready to put John in position for the Skull Crushing Finale, and when John gets up he gets him in that position and delievers it right onto the base of the WWE sign. Another wince. Mike gets up and leans over John and says 'I own you', before the camera angle changes and he's smiling all evil like while his music is playing. He stands up and looks to the crowd, then back down at John. The screen fades as the camera is on Mike's face.
"I'm gonna go meet him." Aly says, standing up.
"Alright." I nod.
She leaves the room, heading for the ramp and not paying attention to the people she
passes in the hall. As she gets closer to the ramp entrance, Mike walks through it. She stops and giggles a little. At first he doesn't notice she's standing there, but he looks over and she's staring at him with a smile.
"What?"
She just giggles and shakes her head.
"It's got to be something...tell me."
She offers her hands.
"On the way." She tells him, tilting her head in the direction of the locker room.
"Okay..." He nods, and grabs her hand and they walk down to the locker room.
"...so?" He asks, looking down at her.
"You took your shirt off and you're wearing jeans. What do you think." She raises an eyebrow.
"Ohhhh I see. We can just head back to the hotel with me like this if you would like." He smirks.
"Mmm, as much as I'd love that, I think all the girls got enough of a look. This-" She pauses
to run her fingers down his chest.
"-is mine and mine only."
"Well...I could always put a shirt on, and then take it off for you back at the hotel, when we're in our room."
She smiles.
"I like that idea. Its a good thing we didn't make any plans after the show you know."
"I know, no dark match for me tonight. We can go right back to the hotel."
"Good thing because I think we'd end up in trouble if we went out somewhere with you in those jeans."
"Really now?"
"Mmhmm."
"Please tell me how." He smirks.
She stops walking and so does he. She leans up to his ear.
"Public indecency for me jumping you." She says quietly before walking away.
"Oh I see." He smirks, then follows after her.
She tries not to giggle as she walks, knowing he's coming up behind her.
"Then I'm assuming that I look extremely good in these jeans." He whispers in her ear as
they walk.
"Understatement."
"Extremely hot?" He corrects himself.
"Try again."
"Jaw dropping, mindblowing, etc?"
"There we go."
"Hah, I knew it." He smiles.
She giggles.
"Maybe I should dress like this more often."
"Maybe you should."
"Maybe I will."
"Okay then."
"Then you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off me."
"You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you."
"Oh yeah." He smirks.
She laughs. Then they reach the locker room.
"Just go put a shirt on before I change my mind."
He laughs and goes in. He comes back out, with a shirt on so she won't jump him anytime
soon.
"I'm almost disappointed." She says amusedly, and Mike just laughs.
She laces her fingers with his and they start to walk back to the room. When they get to the
room, of course as usual they knock and wait for me to say it's ok...and then they walk back
in.
"Ready to head out?" She asks.
"Yeah, we're ready." I nod.
We all grab our things and head out to the car. *It doesn't take us long to get back, and when
we do we all head up to our floor and into our seperate rooms. Once in their room and Mike
shuts the door, Aly smirks at him. She tosses her jacket on the chair and looks at him, still
smirking as she puts her hands on her hips.
"What?" He asks, looking at her.
Her eyes drop to his shirt and then back up.
"Shirt...off...now."
His eyebrows raise and off the jacket goes, followed by the shirt. She walks up to him,
hooking her fingers in his belt loops.
"Mine." She says softly before kissing him.
He chuckles, and starts kissing back. She lets go of his belt loops and slides her arms
around his neck. His arms stay locked around her waist. That goes on for a little bit until she draws back, trying to catch her breath.
"What, no jumping me?" Mike chuckles.
"A girl's gotta breathe but jumping you can still be arranged..." She backs him up towards the bed.
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Should I be prepared for the jumping?" He asks jokingly.
She just smirks at him.
"I'll take that as a yes then."
She sends both of them tumbling onto the bed and attaches her lips to his.
"Okay...so I wasn't...prepared." He mumbles.
"Quit...talking.."
"Okay okay, I'll stop talking."
She reattaches their lips while gently dragging her nails down his chest and sides. He
gives an involuntary shiver, before rolling over so that he's over her this time. She surprises him by rolling them right back over again. She goes to do it again but he has her pinned really good this time. She lets out a growly whine.
"Too bad." He mumbles.
She starts to protest again but gets distracted by him deepening the kiss. His hands go to her hair, before going back to her arms and then lacing his fingers with yours. She squeezes his hands gently. He pulls away from her lips, and trails down to her neck.
"Not again." She groans.
"Hey, you decided to jump me."
"You're the one that wore those jeans!"
"I was imitating the Rock, he wears these jeans."
"But I also knew you'd like them."
"Damn right I like them."
"I'd prefer you to wear them more often though."
He laughs.
"We'll see."
"Fine..." She shifts beneath him.
"No moving..."
"My leg was starting to tingle, sorry."
"Oh, well I can move if you want."
"Hmm...to move or to not move..."
"Better make a decision before I make you go crazy."
"I think I can survive a little longer." She laughs lightly.
"Good." He says, going back to her neck.
He head falls to the side.
"Mmm..."
He smirks, and starts to slowly make his way to that certain spot. He brushes it and she
sucks in a breath, digging her fingers into his hands since he still has their hands laced together. He only kisses that spot a few time, before making his way back to her lips. She sighs in content as their lips meet. After a while, he pulls away and leans his forehead against hers.
"Love you." She murmurs.
"I love you too." He smiles.
She opens her eyes and smiles softly, rubbing her nose against his.
"I think we should get changed and go to bed now, what do you think?"
"Yeah. Before I get the urge to jump you again." She giggles a little.
He chuckles, and lets her go before getting up. She sits up and pulls off her boots before going over to steal one of Mike's shirts. Once she changes, she gets into bed and under the covers, followed by Mike.
"Night, love you husband." She kisses him gently.
"Love you too, wife." He smiles.
Meanwhile Alex and I walked into our room, taking off our jackets and shoes.
"Well tonight was interesting..."
"That's for sure."
"Mike bald...funniest thing I've ever seen. Aly was right, couldn't take him seriously looking
like that."
"I know." Alex snickers.
"But you...you being a sneak tonight."
He grins sheepishly.
"Even though it got you hurt in the end."
"I had you to make it better." He shrugs.
"I always make it better."
"Yes you do." He agrees.
"But I think there's a way that you can make it even better right now..." He adds.
"Oh really..."
"Really."
"And what would that be?" I tease.
"Oh, I think you know."
"Nope." I whistle innocently.
He walks around to stand behind me, then leaning down close to my ear and whispers.
"I think you do."
"Maybe, maybe not." I bite my lip.
"There's no maybe or maybe not...you know."
I turn around, looking up at him.
"And if I don't?" I challenge.
"Hmmm, let me think.." He says, pretending to think and starts to walk forward.
I back up until I hit the wall.
"Well?" I ask.
"Let me see if I can refresh your memory." Alex says before dipping his head and pressing
his lips to mine.
He braces his hand against the wall on either side of me, before resting his arms on the
wall resulting in him getting closer to me. I giggle a little and slide my arms up, dragging my nails across his neck. I hear that faint growling noise, and suddenly he starts to deepen the kiss. I do it again, unintentionally this time, as I draw myself closer to him. He makes the growling noise again, this time his hands are gripping my sides. Eventually I have to pull back for air.
"Better?" I ask breathlessly.
"Much better."
"Good."
"Now let me go."
"Do I have to?
"I can't stay against this wall all night..."
"Darn." He jokes, moving.
I step away from the wall, only to be picked up and hoisted over his shoulder.
"Alex!" I squeal.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not done with you yet..."
"Put me down!"
"Oh I'll put you down alright." He laughs, walking over to the bed and dropping me on it.
Before I could sit up, Alex pins me down.
"Oh, come on. I got to change out of this dress..."
"One last thing..."
"...oh no, not the neck..."
"Yes."
"No...let me go."
"Please?" He pouts.
"But you already left marks before and they're not entirely gone yet. Especially in that one
particular spot."
"I won't leave any marks, promise."
"I don't know..."
Alex gives me the sad eyes.
"Not the sad eyes..."
"Pleeeeeease?"
"Well...I can't really move right now can I? And you won't move until I let you..."
"I won't do it if you really don't want me to."
"Well, I do think we need a break from that anyway...we've done it so much over the past few
weeks."
"Okay." He pouts a little.
"But that doesn't mean we have to stop doing this..." I trail off and lean up to kiss him quickly.
He doesn't let me pull away. I struggle to pull away, but he still doesn't let me.
"...Alex..." I mumble.
"What?" He asks, after drawing back.
"Don't you think it's getting a little late, and we should be heading to bed?"
"Alright." He sighs, kissing me one last time before he gets up.
I get up and go grab pjs to change into, heading into the bathroom. After changing I come
back out and climb into bed next to him.
"Night love." He kisses my forehead.
"Night."