Same Day, Paige's House, 9:24 A.M...

Shane and Alexa were understandably tired when they showed up. After all, they were on a plane for about 6 hours. Jet lag can be a real bitch sometimes. Plus, they didn't even arrive at the Knight residence until around 3 in the morning. So, after the emotional reunion between Price and Paige, he along with his girlfriend were shown where they were going to be sleeping for the next few days. That turned out to be Paige's room, since there was no guest room, and Zak had made it perfectly clear that his room was completley off limits.

"What are you scared one of us is gonna stumble upon your secret stash of dirty magazines?" Shane joked.

Zak scoffed.

"Magazines? Mate, what year do you think this is, 2002? I go on the internet when I need to wank like everyone else. Come on."

Shane laughed, while both Paige and Alexa shared looks of disgust at the banter between the two guys.

"Oh, don't give us that look. You both have said way worse shit than that." Price countered.

"Have not!" Alexa defended herself.

Paige shrugged.

"Eh, ya got me there."

Since Paige had a pull out mattress under her bed, that was meant to be where they slept. Only problem was, the mattress was only big enough for one person. Paige came up with the idea for her to sleep downstairs on the sofa, but Shane wasn't having any of that.

"Nope. We're not doin' that. No way in hell we're doin' that." He stated.

"No, it's fine with me. You're my bloody guests after all. Ain't it my job to pamper you or whatever?" She joked.

Price shook his head.

"Nah, I don't care if we're your guests or not. Tell you what, I'll take the couch, and you and Alexa just sleep up here."

"Shane, you don't... There's no convincing you otherwise, is there?" Alexa asked while sighing.

Shane patted his girlfriend on the head, which made her blush.

"You're a smart girl. Now, I'm gonna go downstairs. You still keep the blankets in the closet by the bathroom?" He asked Paige.

"Yeah."

"Good, see you ladies in the morning. Price, out."

He hugged Paige, kissed Alexa on the cheek, and walked out.

Paige smirked.

"Stubborn bastard."

Alexa rolled her eyes.

"Tell me about it."


Fast forward to the present, and all three of them were soundly asleep. Shane was on the couch like he said, wrapped in a blanket. He'd fallen asleep in the seated position, due to him watching TV before knocking out. At this point, Zak had already been up and was about to leave to go to work. In moving around, he'd woken up Shane. The boy stretched and yawned.

"Oh, good morning sunshine." Zak jokingly said.

"Shut up, Knight. Where are you off too?"

"Headin' to work, bruv. Gotta make the money."

"Cash in hand?" Shane jokingly asked.

"Of course. Always cash in hand, mate."

"Makin' the P? Cause you stay on point like P Money?"

"Oh wow. A Wiley reference. Real funny, man. How the did ya come up with that one? Fuck off, dickhead."

Shane laughed.

"Ah, whatever. You love me. How are the girls doing?"

"They're still upstairs sleep. Why?"

"Imma make them breakfast. Feel like doin it."

"Oh. That's cool. We got pancake batter, frozen sausages, and apple juice."

Price got up from the couch and cracked his knuckles.

"Yeah, I can work with that."

"Save some for me when I get home, yeah?"

"No problem. Hey Zak, before you go, I got one more thing to say to you."

"What's up?"

The boy smirked.

"...Big up Jack Wilkinson on the cam."

"Fuck off!"

"Man... You're gettin' way too big for your boots."

Zak had enough of this now.

"That's it, I'm outta here."

"Have a good day at work, bro!" Shane exclaimed while chuckling.

"Yeah, Yeah. Go fuck a snake."

He left, and Shane went to enter the kitchen, still laughing to himself like an idiot.

Alexa and Paige POV, 1 Hour Later...

By this point, Little Miss Bliss was stirring in the pull out mattress provided for her. She sat up, stretched and yawned. As she turned her head, she was slightly startled to see a still sleeping Paige next to her. Well, not directly next to her, more like a little above her but not over... Whatever, you know how pull out mattresses work, damn it. Anyway, the reason for her small fright was that she had forgotten for a minute exactly where she was. In her defense, the last 24 hours was sort of a blur. It was like one second she was in New York in her neighborhood, the next she was on a plane on the way to Arizona. From there she ended up in a house with two other people. One that she had never met before in person, and the other she had never met before period. So, forgive her if she was a little bit disoriented.

The petite princess observed the room she was currently in. It was a stark contrast from her own room back home. Instead of pink everywhere and little star stickers on the walls, there was straight black paint with band posters. It was a little dark for her taste. Plus, the neat freak in her was starting to kick in with seeing her somewhat messy surroundings. After a while, she couldn't help herself, and started picking up stuff off of the floor and organizing things. Her doing this caused the other girl in the room wake up. Rubbing her eyes, she rolled over to see Alexa bent over picking up some random shirt. Paige saw this as a chance to pull out the ol' perverted humor that had become her trademark of sorts.

"Oi, your ass is amazing, girl." The British girl said with a smirk.

Little Miss Bliss froze at the sound of her voice. She was scared, not only by the fact that she didn't know she was awake, but also by the choice of words.

"Umm... Thank you?" She timidly responded.

"Aw I didn't mean to scare ya. You really are a cute one. Nice to see that Shane has a good taste in women, despite bein' a raging idiot. Anyway, whaddya doin', love?"

"Oh... Well, I noticed some things were out of place, and I wanted to fix things up a bit. I... kinda have OCD, so I can't stand messy rooms."

Paige raised an eyebrow.

"You must go crazy whenever you're over at Shane's then."

Alexa sighed while sitting back onto the mattress.

"Sister, you have no friggin idea. I'm always cleaning up after his ass, I swear. But... that's one of the things that make him, well him. I love my messy idiot."

A small part of Paige felt saddened by that statement. It used to be her herself that cleaned up after Shane's messes. It was her that took care of him when needed. However, the rest of her realized that she couldn't let thoughts like that go through her head. They came to help her, and they deserved gratitude, not bitterness. So, she pushed those thoughts down and continued with the conversation.

"I love him too. Even though once again, he's an idiot. When he first told me about you and that other girl, the first thing I thought was, "There goes Shane gettin' his ass into trouble again."

Alexa softly laughed.

"With Bayley, you mean? Yeah, that was totally a boneheaded move on his part. He meant well, at least. Still, I wish he was more observant to what was going on during that time. Did he, uh... Did he tell you what happened after he ended up choosing me?"

"What, when he made out with Bayley cause you told him too, or when he ate you out for the first time?"

Bliss gasped and blushed so hard that her entire face looked like a bottle of Heinz Ketchup. (Yo, fuck Hunt's!)

"Oh my God, he did tell you!"

"Yup. He's told me basically everything he's done since he came to New York. From football, to you, to his friends." Paige clarified.

"Well... That makes sense I guess. I just kinda wish he would've left the more...intimate details out."

"Oh, love. Don't be ashamed. Couples do sex stuff, it happens. I'm no saint, obviously, and no one else really is. But, I've got a few embarrasing stories about Shane, if it makes you feel any better."

"Oh? My interest is peaked."

At that exact moment, the two girls were interrupted by the sound of someone knocking on the room door.

"Princess? Midnight? Can I come in?" Shane asked from the other side.

Before answering him, Paige said something to Alexa.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later. It'll be our own little girl secret thing."

Alexa smiled, feeling a little closer to the girl she'd just met.

"Okay, that's fine."

"Come in, Shane! We're not naked, I swear!"

The blonde haired boy opened the door, and poked his head in.

"Hey, guys. I hope I'm not interrupting any girl bonding here." He said with a smile.

"As a matter of fact, you are. Ya tosser." Paige joked, taking a job at her best friend.

"Well, my bad. But, I just wanted you to know that I made us all breakfast. We have pancakes, sausages, and juice. You're welcome to come down whenever you want. See ya. Love both of you."

Just like that, he was gone, leaving the two girls by themselves once again.

"I see he hasn't lost his love of cooking." The raven haired girl commented.

"No he has not. To top it off, it always tastes amazing." Alexa stated.

"Yeah, that's true. He always would try to cook for me whenever he had the chance. Not surprised that he'd do the same for you. It's his way of showing that he really cares about you."

"That's a weird way to show that." Alexa said while giggling.

"Shane's a weird boy. But he's sweet. Sappy bastard."

"Sappy bastard indeed. But he's my sappy bastard... And he's an idiot."

"Ha! Took the words right outta my mouth, sweetheart. Now, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry. You comin' with?"

"Right behind you."

Alexa and Paige left the room and walked downstairs into the kitchen to see Shane chowing down.

"Ah, ladies. Glad you could join me. How'd the bonding go?" He asked.

Paige smirked and wrapped her arm around Alexa's small frame and pulled her closer.

"I'd say it went well. I like her."

Alexa let out a small giggle.

"And I like her." The petite princess added.

Shane triumphantly raised his fists in the air.

"Yes! We're like a big happy family. Awesome!"

Paige and Alexa both shook their heads and rolled their eyes at the boy's silliness.

"Idiot." They said simultaneously.

AN: Is Alexa a face now? I can't really tell. All I know is that Buddy Murphy can't be happy. First Braun, now EC3? Damn, poor guy. Welp, hope you guys enjoyed. You're the best, see ya in the next chapter. Peace.