X-Pac: Kanekanekanekane.  Kane-o-mac-daddio!

Kane: .... *grunt*

X-Pac: Whycan'tyouspeakdon'tyouhaveatongueIdoit'sreallylongwannaseeit?
*wiggles tongue*

Kane:  ...

X-pac: Wannaplayginrummynaked?Orpokeorbadmittonorracing,becauseIhaveoneofthoselittleracingcarsets....

Kane: ...

X-Pac: HEYLOOKIT'SROADDOGGhowyadoinoldpalwannagobungeejumpingormaybewhitewaterraftingboyamIthirstyisthatafreshpotofcoffee??

Road Dogg; *flings himself in front of the coffee* No, no no little buddy... you don't need anymore caffiene.  Trust me.

X-Pac: *blinks rapidly* ButI'mreallyreallythirstydudec'monjustalittlesipI'mdyyyyyinghere!!

Road Dogg: NO!  Kane, back me up here!

Kane: ....

X-Pac: HEYLOOKITSTHEUNDERTAKERHOWYADOINMARKISTHATANEWTATTOODOYOUHAVEANYTHINGTODRINKI'MTHIRSTY!!

Undertaker: Lord of Darkness! Lord of Darkness, damnit! *grabs X-Pac by the neck*  For that... you will rest in eternal peace!

X-Pac: Dudeyoureallyhavetolightenupaboutthatwholelordofdarknessthingyou'rejustMarkCallowaynotSatanorBeelzebubheythat'sfuntosayBeezelbubBeezelbubBeezelbub!

Undertaker: ARGH! Does he ever stop talking? *chokeslams X-Pac*

Road Dogg: Mark, that was highly uncalled for.

Undertaker: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!

Road Dogg: Lord of Darkness?

UT: I thought so....

X-Pac: *pops back up* DUDETHATWASAWESOMEDOITAGAINANDAGAINANDAGAINHEYISTHATCHRISTIANHICHRISTIANWANNAPLAYTIDDLEYWINKSWITHME?!?!

Christian: Dear gods! What manner of demon are you! *yanks out an ofuda and tags X-pac with it* Akuryou Taisan!

Kane: ...

X-Pac: *frozen*

Edge: Chris-dude, where'd you get those ofoo-ofa--them thingies?!

Christian: I make them, fool!  *slaps one on Edge* AKURYOU TAISAN!

Edge: *frozen*

Kane: ....  *thinks* I don't think I put underwear on this morning

Road Dogg: Hey Chrissy! That's a neat trick? *yoinks the ofuda off of X-pac's head* What's it say?

X-Pac: *whew* MANTHATWASCOOLCANWEDOITAGAINISTHATTHESLURPEEMANI'LLTAKEAWILDBERRYPLEASEANDTHANKYOU!!

Road Dogg:  Oops?

Christian: *shrieks*

X-Pac: *runs around in little circles singing "Lalalalala"*

Debra: *walks backstage* Hey Sean, did the advil I gave you help?

X-Pac: DebbieImissedyou!! *bearhugs Debra* ItworkedwondersboyItellyouI'veneverfeltbetterbutwhyaremyearsringingit'sreallyannoying!

Debra: *blinks at 'Pac and looks in her purse* Sean...  I think you at my entire bottle of PMS-B-Gone.  *reads the label*  May cause excitability in children... hrm....

X-Pac: IwhatlemmeseethatOHMYGODIATETHEWHOLETHINGamIgonnadie?!?!

UT: *mutters* We could only hope for so much.

Debra: *elbows Taker* I... don't know.

X-Pac: *sobs hysterically*

Road Dogg: Hey! Can someone shut him up?  So Christian... you just stick this to someone.... and yell those words, and they're stuck?

Christian: Yup! Observe! *slaps one onto Road Dogg's forehead* AKURYO....TAISAN!!

Road Dogg: Oh. Fuck.

Christian: Hee hee.

X-Pac: SOMEONEHELPMEI'MGONNADIEEEEEE!

UT: I'll help ya! *clocks 'Pac with a putter*

X-Pac: *gags* ThanksMarkIreallyappreciatethis! *choke*

Christian: Hrm.... *sticks an ofuda on Kane*

Kane: ...  *thinks* Little bastard. Just wait till we get to the ring.

Christian: Eep.

Kane: ...
*thinks* Did he hear that?

Christian: Of course not.

Kane: ...
*thinks* HOLY HELL! HE CAN HEAR MY THOUGHTS!!

Christian: No I can't.  D'oh!

Kane: ...
*thinks* Goddammit, how?!

Christian: *screams and runs away*

Kane: *can't move*
Little booger...

Christian: HEY! I AM NOT! ...oops.

Kane: *ofuda falls off - runs down the hall after Christian*

Christian: *screams like a girl and hides under a bench*

Kane: *sits down on the bench*

Christian: *thinks* Ow.... spine... breaking....

Kane: *giggles silently and jumps up and down on the bench*

Christian: *thinks* Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

Kane: *thinks* And a one two three jump! One two three jump!

Christian: *thinks* HEY! STOP IT FATASS!

Kane: *thinks* WHO ARE YOU CALING FAT ASS, MUNCHKIN?!?!
*jumps more*

Christian: *thinks* YOU! FATASS!

Kane: *thinks* OOOH! You're gonna pay for that! *grabs X-Pac and shoves him under the bench beside Chris*

X-Pac: HiiiiiiChrissywannaplaygofishormaybearoundoffrozentagboyamItiredareyoutiredyoulooktireddidyouseeJerrySpringerlastnightitwasthebomb!!

Christian: *screams and sticks an ofuda on X-Pac*

X-Pac: *erk* ManthatthingisreallycoolwillyouteachmyhowtousethemitmightcomeinhandywhenIfightMarktomorrownightcausehe'salotbiggerthanmeandall...

Chrisitan: *covers X-pac in ofuda* SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!

Kane: *titters* My work here is done...

X-Pac: MANthosethingsareliketrippingonacidnotthatI'veeverdoneacidmindyoubutI'msurethat'swhatitfeelslikedon'tyou?

Christian: *screams, runs, and jumps on Kane* SAVE ME!

Kane: *squeals and flings Christian across the room*

X-Pac: WaitcomebackIdidn'tfinishtellingyouaboutthetimeIwenttoaMetallicaconcertand--

Kane: *clotheslines X-Pac and drags him to the doctor*

Christian: *whew*

Kane: *sneaks back out, gives Chris a wedgie, runs away*

Christian: *falls on the floor and cries*

Edge: *tears ofuda off and rushes to Chris* Aww, what's the matter Chris?! *bearhugs him* Don't you worry! Big brother is here to look after you!

Christian: *screams in agony* NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!

Edge: *hugs him tighter* No one picks on my little brother! RESPECT MY AUTHORITY!!

Christian: Kane! X-Pac! Road Dogg! ANYONE!

Gangrel: *cackles* That's what you get for choosing him over me!

Edge: *looks down at Chrissy and grins* Let's play tea party!!

Christian: *screams* NO!!!!!! Whoever saves me can hurt Edge!

Edge: *giggles* It'll be fun! *ties Christian to a chair and pulls his hair into pigtails* You can sit next to Mr. Fuzzy-Wuzzy, I'll sit next to Ms. Pollywoodle and we can talk about cute things!
Christian: *sobs* *thinks* Kane, that rat bastard....

Kane: *thinks* I HEARD THAT!

Edge: *pours imaginary tea into Christian's cup* Now, Chrissy, I've been meaning to talk to you about your shirts. They suck ass. You should go shirtless, like me! Or maybe something with sequins...

Christian: *thinks* THEN HEAR THIS! COME SAVE ME!
*out loud* Sequins?  Eww Edge, people will think I'm gay like yo-- err... Val Venis.

Kane: *thinks* Fat chance, Squirt.

Edge: VAL'S GAY?! EWWWW!! *nibbles on a praline* Then go shirtless. And you're too pale, you need to start using Insta-Tan, like me! And your hair! Ugh! Let me fix it for you....

Christian: *thinks* Please, I'll give you anything... just get me away from Edge.
*out loud* AWAY FROM MY HAIR, WHORE BOY!

Kane: *thinks* Even your Tinky Winky doll?

Edge: What's a whore? Is that slang for hottie? I'm a hottie, you know, at least that's what Terri told me last night...

Christian: *thinks* Yes, even that!
*out loud* .... why, yes Edge.  Why don't you go tell Terri what a whore she is right now....

Kane: *thinks* ....Alright, deal! *lumbers over*

Edge: Ooh! OK! *skitters off* HEY TERRI! YOU'RE A WHORE!! A REALLY REALLY BIG ONE!!

Terri: Whaaaaaat?!

Christian: *thinks* About time! Geez.

Kane: *thinks* Well sor-ree...ooh! Pralines!

Edge: Owowowowowow, why are you hitting me, Terri?! I just said you were a whore--OW! What? What'd I say?!

Chrisitna: *Giggles*  Hey Kane, mind untying me?

Kane: So I have to? *breaks the ropes* Why is Terri trying to shove that bottle of water down Edge's throat?

Christian: *giggles* He called her a whore.

Kane: He WHAT!?!

Terri: *in the distance* Call me a whore will you, you slut!!

Edge: NO! NOT THE PLATFORMS! *gags*

Christian: Well... I kinda told him that whore meant "hottie"....

Kane: You didn't....tee hee.....

Christian.  Of course I did.  He's my brother, he deserves it.

Edge: *wanders back, hair askew, rubbing his jaw* Chris, I don't think Terri knows what whore means, she beat me up!

Christian:  Gee Edge..... I guess she doesn't... maybe you should go tell Chyna....

Edge: *blinks* OK! *runs off* Hey Chyna! You're a whore!

Kane: That was cruel, Chris.

Christian: Yes, yes it was.

Kane: You should feel bad, you know. *loud crashes in the background, much shrieking* You're probably going to get him killed.

Christian:  Yeah right.  Edge can't die, he's too stupid.

Kane: Hmm, good point. *takes a sip from his cup, lifting his pinky*

Christian: *Points and giggles*
 
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Fin.