Briefly looking up from her laptop Stephanie looked over to where Mikey was laying flat on his stomach on the floor with his knees bent colouring away in his colouring book with his crayons spread out in front of him. Smiling softly she was relieved he was so happy and relaxed here in the arena but then being in an arena was in his blood so she shouldn't have really been surprised.

Hunter was storming through corridors in the arena searching for Stephanie's office as he was unable to locate anybody who could tell him exactly where it was as the second anyone saw him they seemed to just disappear into thin air.

Finally finding a locker room marked 'Boss' he knew this had to be it and without so much as a polite knock on the door he threw the door open not caring if anybody was behind it as he was furious, "what the fuck are you doing here?"

Looking at the clock Stephanie realised it was nearly lunchtime and she'd need to get him something to eat soon but she settled on finishing off what she was doing and then they could go and eat. Turning her attention back to the laptop screen in front of her she was completely focussed until the door to her office slammed open so hard that when it hit the wall behind it it sounded like somebody fired a gun.

Mikey jumped and let out a little scream when the door slammed against the wall causing his crayon to go outside of the line. Quickly jumping off of the floor part in fright and part in anger he grabbed his colouring book and ran to Stephanie's side, "I's went outside of the line."

Turning her attention from the door to her son before she was able to get a proper look at who was there Stephanie examined the colouring book, "it's okay, it doesn't matter that you went outside the line a little but if it bothers you I can erase it."

Hunter quickly interrupted Stephanie's little conversation, "I don't care what the brat wants, I want to know what the fuck you are doing here?"

Sighing heavily Stephanie would know that voice from anywhere so she gently ran her hand over Mikey's hair, "go and sit on the couch a minute please whilst I deal with this." Turning her attention to the man stood in front of her desk she allowed her face to show the anger she was feeling, "first things first, have you never heard of knocking? I don't care who you think you are but you have no right to just slam the door open and enter without being invited. Second of all, he is not a brat and I would appreciate it if you would keep your ignorant opinion to yourself. Finally I will warn you now that your language is not appreciated."

Rolling his eyes Hunter waved his hand dismissively, "I call things like I see them and he acts like a brat so he is a brat. What do you care what I call him anyway?"

Sitting back in her chair Stephanie crossed her arms over her chest, "I'll give you one more opportunity to do as I tell you to because if you don't there will be consequences."

Snorting Hunter shook his head, "like you can do anything to me. You're a nobody these days since I kicked your skanky ass out of the WWE."

Fully aware that her son was hearing the language being spewed out of Hunter's mouth she knew she had to take action, "well congratulations on getting yourself a five thousand dollar fine. Keep the language and disrespectful behaviour up and I'll sus . . . actually you know what, if you keep the language and disrespectful behaviour up I'll hurt you where I know it will bother you, I will move you to the back of the line for a WWE Title shot."

Hunter's eyes widened and he slammed his hands down on the desk causing Mikey to jump, "what the hell gives you the power or the right to do that?"

Standing up and leaning on the desk so she was nearly nose to nose to him she smirked, "my Father is in hospital after having a major heart attack so somebody has to run the shows and keep control and it looks like it's not your week because that person is me."

Throwing his hands up in the air Hunter spun around to leave the room but not before not so quietly muttering, "no good bitch."

Pleased with herself for keeping her composure Stephanie allowed herself to get the final say, "and now you find yourself behind Trish Stratus in line for a WWE Title shot, I hope you're proud of yourself Hunter."

Not saying another word Hunter stormed out of the locker room slamming the door behind him as he went.

Stephanie sighed heavily as she allowed herself to take a seat again and picked up her cell phone and typed out a quick message to her Mom:

I just saw you know who. He's not happy I'm here and said some nasty things so I put him to the back of the line for a title shot xx

As soon as she had sent the text she immediately turned her attention to the couch where Mikey was currently sat, "Mikey can you come here a minute please?"

Jumping off of the couch he walked over to his Mom and reached his arms out for a cuddle.

Placing her cell phone back on the desk she lifted the little boy up she sat him on her lap and loosely wrapped her arms around him, "Mommy just wants to make sure you know that the language that man just used is not acceptable and I don't want to hear you repeat anything he said."

Mikey frowned, "he a bad man."

Nodding her head she smiled softly, "yes he is, he is a very bad man and only bad men use those mean words."

Smiling at his Mom brightly Mikey said, "and I's a good boy?"

"You sure are, you're Mommy's little star." Reaching to save the work on her computer Stephanie pulled the lid down on it, "Mommy has to see somebody quickly and then we can grab some lunch okay?"

Mikey nodded and slid off of her lap, "and then we's go in da ring?"

Chuckling softly she shook her head as she stood up and grabbed her jacket pulling it on again, "we will see."

Walking towards the door she paused and turned around to see where Mikey was and watched as he spoke quietly to his stuffed toys before he picked Bubbles up and held him tightly, curious she wanted to find out what was going on, "what did you say to your stuffed toys Mikey?"

Lifting his head he smiled up at his Mom, "I tolds them to be good when we were gone but Bubbles is bad so he has to come with us."

Ruffling the little boy's hair she chuckled, "is that so? I hope they all listen to what you said."

Mikey looked up at her full of confidence, "they wills or they'll go to time out."

Laughing softly she took hold of Mikey's hand and led him down the corridor in search of whoever was in charge of setting up the arena today.