Win 'Dem Belts
Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 1:33 pm
One would think that one's hotel room would be a safe place to slumber. But one would be horribly mistaken if they were sharing said hotel room with someone who was more than slightly daft. This was the lapse in judgement that Kaitlyn had made. But, to her credit, she hadn't stayed in a hotel room with the aforementioned loopy individual in quiet some time. So perhaps she thought that it could possibly go without an incident. It was nearly morning as the powerhouse diva slept comfortably underneath her sheets in her average sized bed. She quickly began to stir when she felt someone looming over her. One of the occupants in the room was not an abnormally large sized cat so she instantly knew that something was amiss. When her eyes opened from her groggy state she came to find that A.J. was very slowly creeping her way along her bed, like an enormous feline, and she had stopped upon being noticed. Kaitlyn's eyes almost popped out.
A.J. Lee: What are you doing?
Kaitlyn: ..I'm..extremely certain that I should be the one asking that.
A.J. Lee: Why aren't you preparing for our match?
Kaitlyn: Because it's..
Kaitlyn sluggishly glanced over at a nearby alarm clock.
Kaitlyn: 6:AM. And please get off the bed before people start writing more fan-fiction about us.
A.J. Lee: I really, really, really would like to have one of those new titles. I don't know what they look like. What if it has a picture of a wendigo on the face plate with big red eyes and sharp teeth and flames all of it?
Kaitlyn: It probably doesn't.
A.J. Lee: But what if it DOES?!
A.J. grabbed Kaitlyn by the shoulders in a state of urgency
A.J. Lee: What if they are the most bad ass, toughest, INTENSE titles ever created and we don't win them?!
Kaitlyn: ..Alright..I'm afraid to ask this but..do you have any sort of goal?
A.J. Lee: I want to be a princess. Or a hover craft.
A.J. released Kaitlyn and folded her hands in her lap while beaming a smile off towards nothingness. Kaitlyn furrowed a brow and sighed.
Kaitlyn: In regards to the match.
A.J. Lee: Oh. Well. I sort of have a game plan in mind.
The strategy that A.J. was planning on using began to play in her mind:
A.J. Lee: Heh heh. Yeah. They won't see THAT coming.
Kaitlyn: ...Uh...alright? I think I should mention, and this is really important, that Maryse is in this match and--
Kaitlyn wasn't able to finish her sentence as A.J. was suddenly nose to nose with her, glaring intensely while any form of good humor was wiped clean from her face.
A.J. Lee: I'M GOING TO KILL HER.
Kaitlyn: Uhm. That. Uh. That's a really...harsh...thing to say. I, uh, really think you should try and not lose focus...
A.J. Lee: I'm not going to lose focus. I'm going to grab her head and twist..and twist..and twist..until it pops off..
Kaitlyn: ...A.J.? Why don't you go do that thing you like so much?
A very excited, high pitched, almost ear shattering noise came from A.J.
A.J. Lee: OK!
She went skipping over to a window and poked her head outside. They were on the second floor and their were fans gathered at the street level. They had obviously discovered where some of the EBWF wrestlers were staying and were hoping to get autographs or pictures or what have you. A.J. cupped one her ears.
Fans: WOOOO!
A.J. removed her head from the window and giddily bounced in place. After the fans had died down she slid her head out and cupped her ear once more.
Fans: WOOOO!
...This went on roughly for about two more hours before A.J. fell asleep standing up, slumped against the window. Kaitlyn stared at the ceiling the entire time with wide, blood shot eyes. Once A.J. finally stopped she stuffed her pillow over face and groaned rather loudly.
***
After managing to get some resemblance of sleep, Kaitlyn and A.J. ventured off into Canada to get some lunch before heading to the arena. ..Well, a very late lunch since they both ended up sleeping for quite awhile due to A.J.'s shenanigans. The pair found a small cafe that they could nom away at without drawing too much attention. Although, that was easier said than done whenever A.J. was around. They sat in a corner at a small, hipster-ish cafe were they were finishing up their sandwiches.
Kaitlyn: ...Alright...now that I'm awake...we can discuss this match.
A.J. Lee: I already told you my plan.
Kaitlyn: A.J. I've told you this before. I can't see your thoughts.
A.J. Lee: Well, that's something you should work on.
Kaitlyn: Right. I'll try. ANYWAY. We won't even mention "you-know-who".
A.J. began to growl like a rabid dog...or a rabid chihuahua in this case and Kaitlyn held her palms upwards.
Kaitlyn: There are...other people in this match.
A.J. Lee: Paige. Friend of Maryse. Pull out her intestine's and--!!
Kaitlyn stuffed a hand over A.J.'s mouth to muffle her as she was fearing a public outburst.
Kaitlyn: Trish and Natalya! Trish and Natalya! What about them? Pretty big deal, right? Both former women's champs. Both very Canadian. Big come back and all of that stuff. We can completely derail them before they ever get any momentum going, right?
A.J. Lee: Beautiful Dangerous? I can be beautiful and dangerous.
Before Kaitlyn could protest whatever A.J. had planned, she had already slid out of her chair. Swaying her hips, she approached a table where a guy sat alone, holding a latte and staring at the screen on a laptop in front of him. A.J. slowly climbed her way onto the table and purred with affection as the stranger looked up in both amazement and confusion. She took his latte and took a slow, seductive sip from it while staring into his eyes. He was still completely lost as to what was going on but very interested. A few of her small fingers graced underneath of his chin and he began to lean towards her. But when drew closer she gave him a feral little growl and rose up on her knee's on the table while he sunk low into his chair. ...Then she swiped his chocolate chip cookie and went back to her table with Kaitlyn.
A.J. Lee: See? Beautiful. Dangerous. I also have a cookie.
Kaitlyn was giving her partner a very uneasy look. There was zero point in talking strategy with someone who was this unpredictable.
Kaitlyn: ...Just...do whatever and I'll spear people, alright?
A.J. Lee: Right-a-roonie!
A.J. bit into her cookie, munching away at it while...who knows what kind of thoughts bounced around within her mind. The camera zoomed in a bit before fading out.
A.J. Lee: What are you doing?
Kaitlyn: ..I'm..extremely certain that I should be the one asking that.
A.J. Lee: Why aren't you preparing for our match?
Kaitlyn: Because it's..
Kaitlyn sluggishly glanced over at a nearby alarm clock.
Kaitlyn: 6:AM. And please get off the bed before people start writing more fan-fiction about us.
A.J. Lee: I really, really, really would like to have one of those new titles. I don't know what they look like. What if it has a picture of a wendigo on the face plate with big red eyes and sharp teeth and flames all of it?
Kaitlyn: It probably doesn't.
A.J. Lee: But what if it DOES?!
A.J. grabbed Kaitlyn by the shoulders in a state of urgency
A.J. Lee: What if they are the most bad ass, toughest, INTENSE titles ever created and we don't win them?!
Kaitlyn: ..Alright..I'm afraid to ask this but..do you have any sort of goal?
A.J. Lee: I want to be a princess. Or a hover craft.
A.J. released Kaitlyn and folded her hands in her lap while beaming a smile off towards nothingness. Kaitlyn furrowed a brow and sighed.
Kaitlyn: In regards to the match.
A.J. Lee: Oh. Well. I sort of have a game plan in mind.
The strategy that A.J. was planning on using began to play in her mind:
A.J. Lee: Heh heh. Yeah. They won't see THAT coming.
Kaitlyn: ...Uh...alright? I think I should mention, and this is really important, that Maryse is in this match and--
Kaitlyn wasn't able to finish her sentence as A.J. was suddenly nose to nose with her, glaring intensely while any form of good humor was wiped clean from her face.
A.J. Lee: I'M GOING TO KILL HER.
Kaitlyn: Uhm. That. Uh. That's a really...harsh...thing to say. I, uh, really think you should try and not lose focus...
A.J. Lee: I'm not going to lose focus. I'm going to grab her head and twist..and twist..and twist..until it pops off..
Kaitlyn: ...A.J.? Why don't you go do that thing you like so much?
A very excited, high pitched, almost ear shattering noise came from A.J.
A.J. Lee: OK!
She went skipping over to a window and poked her head outside. They were on the second floor and their were fans gathered at the street level. They had obviously discovered where some of the EBWF wrestlers were staying and were hoping to get autographs or pictures or what have you. A.J. cupped one her ears.
Fans: WOOOO!
A.J. removed her head from the window and giddily bounced in place. After the fans had died down she slid her head out and cupped her ear once more.
Fans: WOOOO!
...This went on roughly for about two more hours before A.J. fell asleep standing up, slumped against the window. Kaitlyn stared at the ceiling the entire time with wide, blood shot eyes. Once A.J. finally stopped she stuffed her pillow over face and groaned rather loudly.
***
After managing to get some resemblance of sleep, Kaitlyn and A.J. ventured off into Canada to get some lunch before heading to the arena. ..Well, a very late lunch since they both ended up sleeping for quite awhile due to A.J.'s shenanigans. The pair found a small cafe that they could nom away at without drawing too much attention. Although, that was easier said than done whenever A.J. was around. They sat in a corner at a small, hipster-ish cafe were they were finishing up their sandwiches.
Kaitlyn: ...Alright...now that I'm awake...we can discuss this match.
A.J. Lee: I already told you my plan.
Kaitlyn: A.J. I've told you this before. I can't see your thoughts.
A.J. Lee: Well, that's something you should work on.
Kaitlyn: Right. I'll try. ANYWAY. We won't even mention "you-know-who".
A.J. began to growl like a rabid dog...or a rabid chihuahua in this case and Kaitlyn held her palms upwards.
Kaitlyn: There are...other people in this match.
A.J. Lee: Paige. Friend of Maryse. Pull out her intestine's and--!!
Kaitlyn stuffed a hand over A.J.'s mouth to muffle her as she was fearing a public outburst.
Kaitlyn: Trish and Natalya! Trish and Natalya! What about them? Pretty big deal, right? Both former women's champs. Both very Canadian. Big come back and all of that stuff. We can completely derail them before they ever get any momentum going, right?
A.J. Lee: Beautiful Dangerous? I can be beautiful and dangerous.
Before Kaitlyn could protest whatever A.J. had planned, she had already slid out of her chair. Swaying her hips, she approached a table where a guy sat alone, holding a latte and staring at the screen on a laptop in front of him. A.J. slowly climbed her way onto the table and purred with affection as the stranger looked up in both amazement and confusion. She took his latte and took a slow, seductive sip from it while staring into his eyes. He was still completely lost as to what was going on but very interested. A few of her small fingers graced underneath of his chin and he began to lean towards her. But when drew closer she gave him a feral little growl and rose up on her knee's on the table while he sunk low into his chair. ...Then she swiped his chocolate chip cookie and went back to her table with Kaitlyn.
A.J. Lee: See? Beautiful. Dangerous. I also have a cookie.
Kaitlyn was giving her partner a very uneasy look. There was zero point in talking strategy with someone who was this unpredictable.
Kaitlyn: ...Just...do whatever and I'll spear people, alright?
A.J. Lee: Right-a-roonie!
A.J. bit into her cookie, munching away at it while...who knows what kind of thoughts bounced around within her mind. The camera zoomed in a bit before fading out.