Hell's Corner; No Escaping; Dressed (Wrestling. Lita/Edge. Melina/John Cena)
Title: Hell's Corner.
Fandom(s): Wrestling.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lita/Edge.
Rating: General.
Word Count: 165
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Crack...lol.
Author Notes: >.> I don't care how long it takes I will finish this table! lol....I need to get familiar with everyone again...sigh.
For: lita_fics100, Prompt - 51. Board Game. [ Table]
Hell's Corner
Adam stared at the board game and back to the dice in his hand. He really didn’t want to role. His night had went from good to bad in only a few short hours since he and Amy had started their little Monopoly game. A game he will never play again mind you.
Amy whistled, “You know you’re going to have to role sometime, Adam. If not we can just claim that I’ve won and be done with it.”
The blond shook his head, “No way, I’m not giving up just yet.”
Hefting out a sigh Adam shook the dice before he let them go, silently praying he wouldn’t get a six. Amy bounced from her seat on the couch as she eagerly moved Adam’s dog piece to what he dubbed the corner of hell. He had unfortunately landed on her Times Square property.
“I win, you really shouldn’t have bothered,” she teased, her lips curling up in a mischievous manner, “now about that dress…”
Title: No Escaping.
Fandom(s): Wrestling.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lita/Edge. Melina/John Cena.
Rating: General.
Word Count: 213
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Crack...lol.
Author Notes: Fits in with Hell's Corner.
For: lita_fics100, Prompt - 55. Thumb Wars. [ Table]
No Escaping
“Are they at it again?” Melina sighed, resting her chin into the palm of her hand as she stared at the redheaded woman and her blonde boyfriend.
“Yep,” John answered, turning the page in his magazine.
“What happened this time?” the Spanish woman walked closer to see what exactly captivated her boyfriend.
“Adam lost some bet they had goin’ on a game of Monopoly,” John shrugged, “now he wants out.”
Melina hummed glaring at the magazine cover, “Amy what did you bet on?”
The redhead grunted unladylike as she proceeded to overpower the blonde, even if she did cheat by pushing Adam‘s thumb down with her other hand, “Ha! I won again. You’re not escaping this time Adam.”
“That’s cheating Ames!” Adam groaned.
Amy held tight to his arm, ignoring him, before turning to address Melina, “Adam will be wearing a lovely dress to Randy’s costume party tonight.”
The dark haired woman’s brow rose and she smiled, snatching the Playboy magazine with Maria on it cover from John’s hand and pulling the man up by his ear, “I think we’ll have to dress up John here as well.”
Amy grinned, an evil twinkle in her eyes, “More fun then.”
Both men grumbled and pleaded as the two women dragged them up the stairs.
Title: Dressed.
Fandom(s): Wrestling.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lita/Edge. Melina/John Cena.
Rating: Teen.
Word Count: 252
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Crack...lol. A word.
Author Notes: Still same verse as the above. John's outfit and Adam's outfit since I didn't really describe them much in this piece.
For: lita_fics100, Prompt - 53. Costume. [ Table]
Dressed
The laughter hadn’t stopped since their arrival. Neither man was finding anything about their situation humorous. Adam sported an adorable pink thin strapped number, the skirt cut in a Latin dancer style. His hair had been left down, held back with a pale green cloth that matched the middle portion of the dress. Though he was beginning to think he had gotten the better of the deal considering John was in a dark purple strapless dress that barely came down to his thighs. The poor guy looked as though he were going to fall over any moment from how tight the dress clung to him.
“Can I get changed now?” Adam asked, looking down at his Pirate dressed girlfriend with pleading green eyes.
“Why? I think it’s rather fun,” Lita smirked, “Randy says you two are the life of the party.”
He rolled his eyes, “Randy can go fuck himself for all I care. John over there is going to keel over any moment.”
Lita looked at the other man, who was once again apologizing to Melina, “John does kind of deserve it. You don’t read Playboy do you?” she glared up at him.
He smiled, if a bit nervously, “No.”
“Good,” she reached up and gently fixed his hair, “go ahead. Grab John and change. Some costumes are in the trunk.”
“I love you!” he exclaimed, leaning down and kissing her lips. As he drew back he winked, “I owe you later.”
She pushed him away from her with a laugh.
End.
Fandom(s): Wrestling.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lita/Edge.
Rating: General.
Word Count: 165
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Crack...lol.
Author Notes: >.> I don't care how long it takes I will finish this table! lol....I need to get familiar with everyone again...sigh.
For: lita_fics100, Prompt - 51. Board Game. [ Table]
Hell's Corner
Adam stared at the board game and back to the dice in his hand. He really didn’t want to role. His night had went from good to bad in only a few short hours since he and Amy had started their little Monopoly game. A game he will never play again mind you.
Amy whistled, “You know you’re going to have to role sometime, Adam. If not we can just claim that I’ve won and be done with it.”
The blond shook his head, “No way, I’m not giving up just yet.”
Hefting out a sigh Adam shook the dice before he let them go, silently praying he wouldn’t get a six. Amy bounced from her seat on the couch as she eagerly moved Adam’s dog piece to what he dubbed the corner of hell. He had unfortunately landed on her Times Square property.
“I win, you really shouldn’t have bothered,” she teased, her lips curling up in a mischievous manner, “now about that dress…”
Title: No Escaping.
Fandom(s): Wrestling.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lita/Edge. Melina/John Cena.
Rating: General.
Word Count: 213
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Crack...lol.
Author Notes: Fits in with Hell's Corner.
For: lita_fics100, Prompt - 55. Thumb Wars. [ Table]
No Escaping
“Are they at it again?” Melina sighed, resting her chin into the palm of her hand as she stared at the redheaded woman and her blonde boyfriend.
“Yep,” John answered, turning the page in his magazine.
“What happened this time?” the Spanish woman walked closer to see what exactly captivated her boyfriend.
“Adam lost some bet they had goin’ on a game of Monopoly,” John shrugged, “now he wants out.”
Melina hummed glaring at the magazine cover, “Amy what did you bet on?”
The redhead grunted unladylike as she proceeded to overpower the blonde, even if she did cheat by pushing Adam‘s thumb down with her other hand, “Ha! I won again. You’re not escaping this time Adam.”
“That’s cheating Ames!” Adam groaned.
Amy held tight to his arm, ignoring him, before turning to address Melina, “Adam will be wearing a lovely dress to Randy’s costume party tonight.”
The dark haired woman’s brow rose and she smiled, snatching the Playboy magazine with Maria on it cover from John’s hand and pulling the man up by his ear, “I think we’ll have to dress up John here as well.”
Amy grinned, an evil twinkle in her eyes, “More fun then.”
Both men grumbled and pleaded as the two women dragged them up the stairs.
Title: Dressed.
Fandom(s): Wrestling.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lita/Edge. Melina/John Cena.
Rating: Teen.
Word Count: 252
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Crack...lol. A word.
Author Notes: Still same verse as the above. John's outfit and Adam's outfit since I didn't really describe them much in this piece.
For: lita_fics100, Prompt - 53. Costume. [ Table]
Dressed
The laughter hadn’t stopped since their arrival. Neither man was finding anything about their situation humorous. Adam sported an adorable pink thin strapped number, the skirt cut in a Latin dancer style. His hair had been left down, held back with a pale green cloth that matched the middle portion of the dress. Though he was beginning to think he had gotten the better of the deal considering John was in a dark purple strapless dress that barely came down to his thighs. The poor guy looked as though he were going to fall over any moment from how tight the dress clung to him.
“Can I get changed now?” Adam asked, looking down at his Pirate dressed girlfriend with pleading green eyes.
“Why? I think it’s rather fun,” Lita smirked, “Randy says you two are the life of the party.”
He rolled his eyes, “Randy can go fuck himself for all I care. John over there is going to keel over any moment.”
Lita looked at the other man, who was once again apologizing to Melina, “John does kind of deserve it. You don’t read Playboy do you?” she glared up at him.
He smiled, if a bit nervously, “No.”
“Good,” she reached up and gently fixed his hair, “go ahead. Grab John and change. Some costumes are in the trunk.”
“I love you!” he exclaimed, leaning down and kissing her lips. As he drew back he winked, “I owe you later.”
She pushed him away from her with a laugh.
End.