"I should have left you all out on the streets."
I threw pillows and blankets to Matt, Jeff, Owen, Bret, Scott, Double J, The Roadie, The Smoking Gunns and Diesel. I gave the three upstairs rooms to Rey and Eddie, Mark and Glenn, and Hunter and Shawn.
Jeff grinned "We Aren't Prositutes, my love" he told me, I smacked his head with a pillow and threw it at Edge who was going to camp out in the kitchen to protect the food in the fridge.
Eddie, Mark, Shawn and Hunter came down the stairs where they stopped seeing me.
"Hey, no women allowed" Hunter joked causing me to push him over the recliner and land on Diesel who growled at him.
Shawn walked towards me "Please tell me you are staying here. A house full of morons can cause broken lamps, TV's and windows" he told me wrapping a arm around me.
"No. I'm staying at my home, in my bed. Being away from you guys I will happily accept for one night or three" I said, stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek causing him to sigh.
As I started to walk out the door Hunter just had to yell at me "How about some goonight kisses?"
"Kiss my ass. You get the phone book tomorrow."
I slammed the door hearing laughs as I did.
*Shawn*
Football on the TV, beers in our hands, my girlfriend really left us in good care.
I threw Scott and Hunter another beer each as I sat on the couch next to Double J and Matt Hardy, I cracked open a cold one and leaned back to watch the game.
"Damn, I think I like this" Billy Gunn said to Bart Gunn. Brian, The Roadie, looked over at them.
"Its peaceful."
Double J smirked "Think about it, we could do this for breaks since Shawnie Boy is in good with Adri" he said and gave me a wink.
I glared at him "I'm not using Adri. I love her" I said and turned my attention back to the game "She is one in a million."
Bret Hart looked at the TV and shook his head "She is good looking. And a damn good wrestler. I feel bad for what I did. But, those McMahon's give damn good money" he said causing Owen to hit his arm.
"You shouldn't of done it, I am disappointed in you, Bret" Owen told his brother. Scott looked guilty as he looked at his beer can.
"I feel bad, I hope she truly does forgive me" Scott said out loud and looked at us with a frown "Shane really needs a beating."
I crossed my arms "I tried to tell Adri that. She told me not to, Shane is just stupid. Stuff I already know. There has to be a way to get at him" I said and looked at them all.
A grin stretched across Jeff Hardy's face "I was hoping someone would say that" he said and dug into his pocket only to show us a key. "This is the golden ticket into his hotel room."
I think we all stood up grinning, Kevin groaned as he looked up at us from where he sat on the floor.
"I don't feel like going to jail, guys."
I snatched the key from Jeff "Everyone, in my rental."
*
Thirteen wrestlers. One ford pick up truck.
I will admit, not my best idea, but it wasnt that cramped since Rey, Edge, Mark and Glenn stayed behind and a lot of the guys piled into the back. We walked into the hotel, got in the elevator and rode up to floor three where we walked to room 302 and I unlocked the door.
Shane was gone, probably out with his pops or something, all of us grinned and went to work wrecking his room.
I threw a chair through the window while Hunter kicked in the bathroom door, Jeff and Matt threw the mattress out the window while Bret and Owen damaged the clothes and Scott wrecked rhe dresser with the help of Diesel.
I sat back and laughed as I watched them destroyed the rest of the room, I crossed my arms grinning and looked at Hunter "How much do you think this is going to cost him?"
He grinned "More money than we all thirteen have combined" he said, we laughed as we helped finish up the room.
We celebrated by opening up beers outside the hotel and driving back to the Morrinon land.
I pulled into the driveway, and my headlights shined a pissed off five foot three red haired girl in Looney tunes pajamas and bunny slippers.
She looked mad. And by mad, I mean ...like she just caught her boyfriend cheating mad, and I haven't cheated.
I'm in the doghouse now.
*Adri*
"You idiots! If you have costed yourselves your jobs I am gonna laugh my ass off. Vince is going to be pissed. How are you gonna get out of this?!"
I was furious at them yet amused. It was hard ro be serious after them saying they spray painted 'I Heart PussyCats' on Shane's hotel door.
Shawn cleared his throat "I'm sorry. It won't happen again bab-" he tried to convince me by giving me that Shawn HBK look. I pushed him backwards into Diesel and Double J.
"Morons. You are all on lockdown. This is my land" I said and turned to Glenn and Mark with crossed arms "Guard them. They try to leave, I give you full permission to lock them up."
They saluted me and I turned to glare at the idiots "You are all children."
"Its not like they will know it was us" Brett Hart tried to say, I turned and looked at him.
"The hotel has cameras, doofus."
They all gave 'oh shit' faces and I walked towards the front door as Hunter smiled "What are you gonna do? Ground me? I'm sorry mommy, it won't happen again" he said like a idiot, I turned and glared at him.
He shut up instantly.
"I have three months to go. If I piss off McMahon, I screw up my career. Do you see why I don't want to anger Shane?" I snapped before going out the door and sighing.
This is perfect.
(Well, they really pissed in her cornflakes this time.)
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Good Luck, Kid. (HBK) {Watty's 2019)
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