Homecoming Queen (Such a Shame, Shame, Shame)

A More Effective Way To Shut Her Up

~Note that I just went all kinds of Fanservice on this chapter, you were warned. #Neverending SexualTension and #NeverendingSexualFrustrations~

"No. No no no. No no no no no. We did not." Rikki shouted, rolling out of her bed and darting into the bathroom, slamming the door shut, looking at her inner arm. "FUCK WE DID." Bam yawned and fell off the couch, walking into the bathroom.

"We did what?"

"Look at your fucking inner left arm. DO YOU SEE THESE!?"

"Woah, why do we have matching tattoos?" Bam said, looking at the tattoo reading "Jackass" on his arm, the same one on Rikki's arm.

"Fucked if I know! Why are you in my Trailer? WHY ARE YOU NAKED!?" Bam looked down and shrugged.

"I don't sleep with clothes on." He answered simply, looking in the mirror. "Why am I wearing makeup?"

"Morning Savagera!" They looked to the door, Ryan, Astrid, Johnny and even Amy in the frame, Amy brandishing a tattoo gun. "For the record I tried to convince them it was a bad idea until they said I could work the tattoo gun. Look, all of you match!" Amy grabbed the others' arms, each of them with Jackass tattooed there.

"Jeff decided that Rikki's part of the Jackass crew now. We couldn't get you two to listen long enough with all the binge drinking, so we just tattooed it on everyone." Johnny explained, looking at Bam with a confused expression.

"Asshole." Bam grumbled, now suddenly aware of his nudity. "STOP LOOKING AT MY DICK!" He shouted, diving behind Rikki and diving out of the bathroom in his boxers. "I'm covered."

"Trust me Mr. Margera, there wasn't much there to cover."

"Johnny, your new assistant chick is a bitch."

"I believe her full title is Queen Amy "Bitchy" Summers the Third." Johnny said, Amy elbowing him. "Ah yes, Esquire." She smiled and nodded, Rikki sighing.

"Not that I don't love you guys, I do, but GET THE HELL OUT OF MY TRAILER AND LET ME SLEEP!" Rikki shouted, the others putting up their hands and leaving. "God damn. Why are you still here Margera?"

"I'm just wondering if you ever shut up. Seriously. Your accent is annoying and your voice is.... grating."

"Blow me Margera." Rikki snapped, turning on her laptop and starting a movie. "Why haven't you left yet I dare ask again?"

"Because I don't have to. And your bra is facinating to me." He stated, snapping the shoulder strap into her arm, causing her to yelp and glare while he smirked.

"Bam, I just saw what you're 'working with.' Color me unimpressed." Rikki sipped the water on the ground beside her through a ridiculously long straw and returned to her movie. Bam growled and slammed her laptop shut, whipping it onto the couch behind him. 'Oh, grouchy." Bam had finallly had enough, she had taunted him and bruised his ego more times than he could count in a matter of weeks. He was going to shut her up, at least for a little bit.

"Seriously, shut up." He snapped, locking the trailer door.

"If you try and tie me to the counter again I'll scream."

"I'm not going to tie you to the counter." He stated, Rikki was skeptical, he only locked the door when he planned to do something that ended with her naked and tied to something with him rolling on the ground outside in a fit of laughter. "Can you shut up for thirty seconds?" Rikki shook her head and took a deep breath, sitting up before launching into a rant about waffles. Bam groaned and rubbed his temples with his palms. Now he liked to hear her talk, loved her voice in fact, but she had a special way of talking during these tangients, high and nasally just to bother him. He grumbled again and walked in front of her, throwing his arms around her back and switching their positions, Rikki now seated in Bam's lap, still babbling about waffles.

"Wooh, that's different. As I was saying...." She continued Bam groaning and looking at her blankly. "You're going to have to try harder than that to shut me up, so as I was saying...." Rikki stated, Bam pressing his lips just below her collarbone, nipping her softly. "Yipe! Hey, watch it! So..." Bam smirked into her skin and trailed kisses along her collarbone before he hit the spot on her neck he should have remembered was the spot, it had been since they were teens. Rikki's breath hitched and she stopped talking, opting to try and pull her head away from Bam's bruising kiss on her neck. Bam grinned and stopped kissing her neck before tugging her lips onto his, the same urgency in this kiss as the ones on her neck.

"YO MARGERA! YOU'RE UP ON THE STUNT LIST!"

"FUCK OFF EHREN! I'M BUSY." Bam shouted back, Ehren looking from Bam's trailer to Rikki's before shaking his head. Bam quickly reclaimed Rikki's lips, the two of them fighting over the kiss as per usual. Rikki won this one and broke the kiss.

"You have a stunt to do. as your personal assistant, it's my job to get you there on time. And I promise I'll shut up. Now get dressed." Bam frowned, he had to remember to Kick Ehren's ass later. Bam got dressed and headed to set, Rikki appearing a few minutes later in Bam's red dress shirt, her skinnies and the vest, her thickest choker necklace around her neck, the small red spot on her neck peeking out sightly, enough for Ryan to pick up on it and point at it gape jawed. Rikki sighed, she didn't really care, she was more concerned about how much longer she'd be on this shoot, and why she hadn't slapped Bam in the face the moment he attempted that little stunt back at her trailer.