When Dean came home from a long stretch of road time, he wasn't expecting to see Casey and Brad standing on the couch with a glass cup in the middle of the floor. He knew that he had to question it, but he wasn't sure that he wanted to. Whatever the issue was, the dogs were behind them one hundred percent, not bothering to move from the couch when he opened the door. They both looked up at him, and so did Casey and Brad, but not one of them budged.
"What's under the cup?"
"A giant motherfucking spider." Casey stated.
"Like, the Big Show of all spiders." Brad clarified, pointing down to the floor.
"You're both former pro wrestlers, and you're afraid of spiders?"
"You know this, Dean. When we got married you vowed to deal with these issues!" He was tired and didn't want to deal with this. But, his love for Casey outweighed his love of their bed, and he was sure that if he didn't take care of the spider he wouldn't be sleeping in the bed. At least he got some fuel for Brad jokes when they had little get togethers.
"Alright." He sighed, opening his suitcase and taking out one of his wrestling boots before slowly making his way to the glass cup. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the spider was worth freaking out over. "What the fuck was that thing fed!?"
"You're going to need a hammer." Brad suggested and Casey slapped his arm.
"Not on my hardwood floors, you don't."
"Case, calm down. It's not good for you or the baby." Dean soothed and Casey nodded. "If push comes to shove, I'll replace whatever floor pieces get damaged in this war."
"Thank you, babe."
"Yep. I'm going to call Roman. I can't do this."
When Roman walked into the apartment, he saw Dean, Casey, and Brad all lounging on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table. They all seemed way too relaxed for him to have gotten an SOS call from Dean, of all people. Then he saw the overturned glass, and the cup's inhabitant.
"I don't do spiders, man."
"You're a fucking powerhouse and you can't handle a spider?" Brad asked, earning a glare from the much larger Samoan.
"You wanna step in the ring with me, Bradley?"
"No, thank you." Brad responded quickly and Casey gave his thigh a reassuring pat.
"You tried."
"I'm the general manager. I'm just letting him believe that he's won the battle, since I'm much too sophisticated to step in the ring with a barbarian." Brad whispered loudly, using his hand to hide his mouth, but everybody heard him.
"You keep believing that, Maddox." Dean mumbled before tipping his beer back and taking a drink while Roman took a seat on the recliner. "Maybe we could tag team it, Rome."
"Maddox?" Roman asked and Dean shook his head, pointing to the cup.
"The spider."
"Oh. We could try." Roman said with a shrug and Dean set his beer on the coffee table before dropping to lay on the floor and Roman did the same. Casey and Brad watched as the two examined the cup and the spider inside of it. They surveyed the situation like they would an opponent in the ring, quietly murmuring different strategies to each other and Casey could've sworn that she heard Dean talk shit to the spider.
"Did you just call the spider a bitch ass motherfucker?" Brad asked and Dean looked up at the two on the couch in disbelief.
"You guys heard that?"
"We hear everything." Casey clarified and Brad nodded.
"We, along with Wade and Ted, were the gossips of the WWE." Brad stated and Dean nodded.
"Can we get this little shit out of the apartment?" Roman asked and Dean nodded. "Get me a piece of paper. My dad used to do this when I was a kid." Roman clarified when Casey handed him some sheet of paper that was on the coffee table. "He'd-"
"I don't want the fucking backstory, I want the fucker off my hardwood." Casey stated and the Samoan sighed when Brad backed her up.
"Yeah!"
"So lucky you're pregnant." He muttered, briefly glancing down at the spider before looking up at Dean. "Open the door, man."
"Okay." Much to their luck, the spider was on the bottom of the cup so Roman could lift the glass for the split second necessary to slide the paper under the cup and he carried it to the now open front door while Dean stepped back. Casey got up from the couch and threw her arms around Dean's neck.
"I love you, my brave knight."
"I love you too, my damsel in distress."
"Fuck!" Roman shouted as the spider scurried back into the apartment. "Maddox!" Roman called, tossing the glass to Brad. Rather than catching it, the general manager screamed and ducked. Casey screamed and Dean picked her up as the spider came close, only this time he stomped on it, effectively ending their problem with the giant spider.
"My hero." Casey praised, kissing his cheek with a smile.
"I think your knight in shining armor deserves some kind of compensation." He murmured seductively and she bit her lip.
"To the bedroom, fair knight."
"You guys made the mess, you can clean it up and let yourselves out when you're done." Dean called as he carried Casey up the stairs and the two men left behind shared a look.
"You dropped the cup. See ya, Bradley." Roman stated as he left and Brad let out a little whine of protest, looking over at the dogs. But even Parker and Carter avoided eye contact with the unlucky man.