Balanced Entropy (DISCONTINUED)

V- So, Stu, huh?

Word count: 998 words :).

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I was at the kitchen, making some hot cocoa. I finished it off with some whipped cream, went back into my living room, sat down at my couch, and handed Gloria her hot cocoa.

She was wearing a college sweatshirt (namely, the University of Washington; that wasn't the only thing she was wearing though).

"Thanks," she said.

"You're welcome."

We were watching a Doctor Who marathon.

I wrapped my arm around her.

She raised an eyebrow, looking like The Rock.

"What?"

"Stu.."

"What."

"Don't."

"You have to admit you like it."

"I like it?"

"Yes. Say it, I know you do!"

"Whatever."

"I'll lower it down.."

"No!, don't you dare."

"Mm? See, I told you."

"Fine, I'll admit I like it. Keep your arm there. It's fine where it is."

Another interruption. I paused the telly.

Her phone started ringing.

She retrieved her phone from her pocket.

"It's Punk!" she stared at me as IF the Queen had just called her telling her if she didn't travel to London within seven days, she would die.

The phone kept on ringing.

"Well?! Answer!"

She pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Phil."

"Where are you? I've been looking all over for you!"

"I'm.."

"With a friend!" I said into her phone.

"Gloria.. that accent sounds familiar.." Phil said, the phone now on speaker mode. "Are you with Wade?"

"Y-yes.."

"Why?"

"Because I imagined you'd want your own space as a man, and let me have mine, as well."

"Are you two alone?"

"Yes."

"Sh*t! Can I trust you?"

"It's up to you."

"OK. I'm trusting you."

"Bye, Phil."

"Bye,"

"WELL?! Don't you love him?" I asked. She flinched. I laughed.

"YOU IDIOT! YOU SCARED ME!"

"Really.." I said, sarcastically.

"Yes. By the way, I don't know if I necessarily love him yet."

"Ooh. Opens up doors for me, doesn't it, darlin?' "

"STU! BAD STU!" she said, play-hitting me.

"Do you like me?"

"Yes, I'm particularly fond of bad news," she said, in an almost right-on voice and tone of mine. It almost annoyed me.

"You do?"

"You heard me right,"

"Well, I like you too, it's just I don't really fancy the fact that you're dating Phillip and one of your past relationships was with little old Leati (Roman Reigns)."

"See, I don't know. I guess I'm merely conflicted. Leati still manages to sneak a smirk or two at me when the cameras aren't necessarily on him."

"What seems even more strange to me is that you've always been with tattooed blokes during the whole time you've been with World Wrestling Entertainment."

"Only two."

"So far."

"Hey! Want me to call Leati to beat you up?"

"No! By the way, why is he your first resort?"

"Well, for one, we're still friends. For two, Phil's hanging out with AJ."

"Oh, if only you knew." I muttered rapidly.

"What?"

"Nothing," I paused to think. I could've told her that Punk was actually DATING AJ, but, I didn't want to risk anything early on.

"I have to tell you something about Phillip," I said, sternly.

"What?"

"Oh!" I squeezed my eyes tightly. "It's bad."

"What could be that bad?"

"It almost hurts me to say it."

"What is it?"

"I'm afraid to tell you. I don't want to hurt you. Because IF you find out, what I tell you will hurt like none other."

"Stu, just tell me."

"OK." I said, very hesitantly and stubbornly. If I told her, it could ruin everything. I think it's me it hurt more than her to know this. I was very resistant in telling her, but it had to happen. Whatever happens, screw it. She has to know. "He's dating AJ."

"What.." she said, coming out more of an emotionless statement than a question. "Really. Since when?"

She was starting to get aggressive.

"A while ago, like, 8 months."

"Son of a.. @#%*$&!"

"Woah, you're really angry."

"Stuart, this is NOTHING. I've been worse."

"You know, I can include this in my 'Bad News Barrett' segment. Can I?"

"By all means, yes. But, shouldn't we have a plan before we do this? Like, years ago, Stephanie and this other wrestler, NOT TRIPLE H, were in a storyline. They were going to get 'married' on the show, and on an occasion after that, when H had knocked out Vince, Stephanie was worried for Vince, by his side. He was lying on the ring. When he finally opened his eyes, Steph went to H, and Vince was looking at them. He was surprised like none other."

"Yes. For example, Punk can be both Vince AND the other wrestler, while I can be The Authority. And you're Stephanie. But in this case, we're moving the roles to our plan and tweaking them a tad bit."

"So, what we would do is, I go along with Punk for a little longer, and then you come out, and I pretend to be all surprised along with Punk that you came. Then you knock him out, he opens his eyes, again I pretend to be surprised. I smile an evil smile, and then go with you while he looks. I'm thinking that right then to add more to the suspense AJ could probably come out to her music."

"Yes, I love it. This is great. But, in the end, will you and I ACTUALLY date?"

"Of course! In fact, why don't I confirm it right now with you?"

"With a kiss, perhaps?"

"No, Stuart, I'll WRITE IT DOWN ON PAPER."

"Really?"

"N-" just before she could obviously say 'no,' I cut her off by kissing her.

"Stuart!" she slapped me.

"What?!" I laughed.

"Why?"

"I-" now she cut me off. Same thing. Her hands started out cupping my face. Now they were at the back of my neck. Her fingers in my hair. Nothing went too far, as we weren't making out.

I put the program to play again. I saw it had been paused for 22 minutes.