Fighter

Chapter 17

(I'm bored.)

Present Day

I watched the Dudley Boyz come backstage furious after losing to Kofi Kingston from The New Day.

"If I see Kofi, or any New Day member, I swear, I'm gonna-" Devon yelled.

"Relax Devon," Bubba said, trying to calm him down.

"You don't tell a black man to calm down (sorry if you believe that's racist, but I'm black, and I got white family members to. That's just my excuse)," Devon said, a little lower.

"I know, I know," Bubba whispered.

"Hey guys," I said, walking up to them (look at the outfit in the media).

"Hey girl. And..." he said, questioning my belly.

"My doctor got them wrong. It's twin boy and girl," I said, the frustration of the doctor getting them wrong coming back.

"Ah. Shouldn't your belly be like, I don't know, 3 times bigger?" Devon wondered.

"Yeah. But haven't you seen the size of me?" I asked. "I'm just hoping that they're not joined."

"Me neither. But how did she not realize that you were having twins?"

"They were doing twin-to-twin transfusion. Basically, the girl was giving her brother blood. So they predict that the boy will be born first."

"Cool. Yet sad," Bubba frowned.

"It's okay. They're fine now. The girl especially."

"6 months and haven't had names, baby shower, or baby room."

"Your right. I'm a bad mom."

"No your not. The kids didn't come yet. And if you'll excuse us, we have a new day to beat up. And by the way, love your cotton candy hair."

"Haha okay. And thank you!"

As they walked away, I pulled out my phone, and saw a text from Jeff.

Jeff: hey baby Matt fell in the toilet in our locker room, and somehow he can't get his big head out of the small toilet >:(

Me: lol i'll be there in a minute :)

Jeff: no come now

Me: OK can a pregnant woman take her time please!

Jeff: okeedokee

When I put my phone in my side pocket, I realized I'm in front of the Hardy Boyz locker room. I walked in to yelling and grunting.

"Matt! At least try to get your big head out of the toilet!" I heard gasps, sputters, and yells of "Fuck!" "AH!" and "Fuck you!"

"Hey, um, Jeff?"

"IN HEAR!"

I walked in to see Matt's head in the toilet, wearing only boxers, and Jeff, wearing only blue sweatpants, angrily tugging on his leg.

"So, what should I do?"

"Pull this fatasses head out of the toilet." I heard sputters of what sounds like "Fuck off Jeff." Wait... I was right. I took a hold of Matt's other leg and tugged. After 3 minutes of tugging, his head was finally out of the toilet.

"Thanks," Matt said, gasping for air.

"Whatever. Now go take a shower," Jeff told him.

"I'm your older brother. Your not the boss of me, I'm the boss of you," he protested.

"1."

"ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I'M GOING!"

Me and Jeff sat on the couch, waiting for Matt to hurry his ass up in the bathroom.

"So how are the twins?"

"Never been better."

"That's great. You know we have to think about baby names, right?"

"I know. I was talking to the Dudley's, and Bubba brought it up."

"Don't worry. We'll have baby names, baby shower, and the baby room all set up before you know it."

"I know."

"SO WHO'S READY TO GET THERE ASSES ON THE ROAD!"

"Oh Matt," Jeff and I say at the same time and snicker.

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