Fic: Bells and Whistles (Lita/?, 1/4, PG)
Title: Bells and Whistles
Author: Kori
Disclaimer: Not mine
Spoilers: Nope
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Lita/?, Trish/?, Victoria/?, Lilian/Rock
Summary: A date auction, really? Why couldn't they just hold a bake sale..
Weekly Prompt: Dating Game
Notes: All right so, this start is really short in terms of what I've managed lately but I wanted to get the whole thing set up.. this will end up with about four parts, total.
Lita pinched the bridge of her nose, wondering exactly how she had gotten herself into this situation... and then remembering the bribery, blackmail and whining that was done by Trish. And the most deciding factor (aside from it being a 'suggested' activity by their boss) … it's for a good cause. But really, couldn't they do something slightly less demeaning like a car wash? Or maybe even a bake sale?
Lita would have considered a kissing booth over this.
“Oh come on, Leets.. it's not that bad.” Trish Stratus paused in her inspection of the WWE provided wardrobe. “Seriously, it's only a date auction, all of the current divas are participating with the three of us as the special picks. And it's for a good cause. We're raising money for charity.”
“Technically, we aren't raising money... the people bidding are raising the money.”
Trish rolled her eyes, returning her attention back to the selection of tops, “you know what I meant.”
Lita crossed her arms, refusing to budge from her spot near the doorway. “That doesn't mean I have to like this whole thing. Which I don't. I think it's stupid, and ridiculous.”
“And you don't have to participate,” Victoria finally spoke up, the taller woman standing near the selection of skirts and pants. “Remember? McMahon did give you the choice. And you said yes.”
“After a lot of badgering,” Lita puts in wryly, seating herself in the nearest chair. “... but you're right, I did say yes.”
Trish nods, a triumphant look in her eyes, “exactly. And we have exactly three hours to pick out an outfit, get our hair done and get to make-up.” A pointed look is directed between the seated redhead and the sequined top in Trish' possession. “Start looking or your choice will be made for you. And I am not afraid to make you sparkle.”
Sticking out her tongue, Lita finally joins Trish and Victoria in their perusal of the wardrobe. Thankfully because they're 'special participants' they have first pick of the surprisingly extensive choices in attire. Sure, it's not a department store, but it's more than what they had expected.
Eventually, the three women find suitable outfits.. keeping in mind that they will be on display as part of a date auction. Which is why they decided to shake things up a tad. Trish going for something with a few twists from Lita's usual look, while Victoria combines all three of their styles (and somehow manages to make it work really well) … and as for Lita..
“Are you sure that's what you want?” Trish eyes the item that Lita is holding, “like seriously or are you just playing a joke on me?”
“Yes, I'm serious, Trish... I think it's perfect for me,” Lita holds out the garment at arms length. “It's not like I haven't worn dresses before.. and this isn't that dressy, anyway.” Her tone a tad derisive, she continues: “And besides, I already have a deal with Jeff.. I know he's going to be here tonight, to bail me out. Help me save some dignity. I might as well have some fun, right?”
Carefully, so she's not crushing the dress between them, Trish wraps her friend up for a hug. “Let's just have fun … and prove to those younger girls, that we still have it. There's a side bet going, that we'll raise more money than they will.”
Lita can't help but roll her eyes, “I think it's a bit unfair already, Trish. They've got how many and we only have three?”
Victoria shakes her head as she pieces together another outfit. “Actually, we've got four more on the way.. Molly and Ivory are in traffic but they'll be here. Torrie and Stacy are already here, just really held up with the make-up department.”
Lita sighs, hints of a smile playing on her face as she locks eyes with Trish. “Let's show them how it's done.”
Author: Kori
Disclaimer: Not mine
Spoilers: Nope
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Lita/?, Trish/?, Victoria/?, Lilian/Rock
Summary: A date auction, really? Why couldn't they just hold a bake sale..
Weekly Prompt: Dating Game
Notes: All right so, this start is really short in terms of what I've managed lately but I wanted to get the whole thing set up.. this will end up with about four parts, total.
Lita pinched the bridge of her nose, wondering exactly how she had gotten herself into this situation... and then remembering the bribery, blackmail and whining that was done by Trish. And the most deciding factor (aside from it being a 'suggested' activity by their boss) … it's for a good cause. But really, couldn't they do something slightly less demeaning like a car wash? Or maybe even a bake sale?
Lita would have considered a kissing booth over this.
“Oh come on, Leets.. it's not that bad.” Trish Stratus paused in her inspection of the WWE provided wardrobe. “Seriously, it's only a date auction, all of the current divas are participating with the three of us as the special picks. And it's for a good cause. We're raising money for charity.”
“Technically, we aren't raising money... the people bidding are raising the money.”
Trish rolled her eyes, returning her attention back to the selection of tops, “you know what I meant.”
Lita crossed her arms, refusing to budge from her spot near the doorway. “That doesn't mean I have to like this whole thing. Which I don't. I think it's stupid, and ridiculous.”
“And you don't have to participate,” Victoria finally spoke up, the taller woman standing near the selection of skirts and pants. “Remember? McMahon did give you the choice. And you said yes.”
“After a lot of badgering,” Lita puts in wryly, seating herself in the nearest chair. “... but you're right, I did say yes.”
Trish nods, a triumphant look in her eyes, “exactly. And we have exactly three hours to pick out an outfit, get our hair done and get to make-up.” A pointed look is directed between the seated redhead and the sequined top in Trish' possession. “Start looking or your choice will be made for you. And I am not afraid to make you sparkle.”
Sticking out her tongue, Lita finally joins Trish and Victoria in their perusal of the wardrobe. Thankfully because they're 'special participants' they have first pick of the surprisingly extensive choices in attire. Sure, it's not a department store, but it's more than what they had expected.
Eventually, the three women find suitable outfits.. keeping in mind that they will be on display as part of a date auction. Which is why they decided to shake things up a tad. Trish going for something with a few twists from Lita's usual look, while Victoria combines all three of their styles (and somehow manages to make it work really well) … and as for Lita..
“Are you sure that's what you want?” Trish eyes the item that Lita is holding, “like seriously or are you just playing a joke on me?”
“Yes, I'm serious, Trish... I think it's perfect for me,” Lita holds out the garment at arms length. “It's not like I haven't worn dresses before.. and this isn't that dressy, anyway.” Her tone a tad derisive, she continues: “And besides, I already have a deal with Jeff.. I know he's going to be here tonight, to bail me out. Help me save some dignity. I might as well have some fun, right?”
Carefully, so she's not crushing the dress between them, Trish wraps her friend up for a hug. “Let's just have fun … and prove to those younger girls, that we still have it. There's a side bet going, that we'll raise more money than they will.”
Lita can't help but roll her eyes, “I think it's a bit unfair already, Trish. They've got how many and we only have three?”
Victoria shakes her head as she pieces together another outfit. “Actually, we've got four more on the way.. Molly and Ivory are in traffic but they'll be here. Torrie and Stacy are already here, just really held up with the make-up department.”
Lita sighs, hints of a smile playing on her face as she locks eyes with Trish. “Let's show them how it's done.”