Horrible Pay Per View
"That scum!" Stephanie McMahon yelled as she entered her office in a fury. "He'll pay for humiliating me like that!" She ripped open her bag that she had thankfully brought with her to tonight's pay per view and pulled out the gym clothes she had stuffed in at the bottom.
As she pulled the clothes on she thought of what had just happened in the ring.She was in the ring, announcing something about her main event when Eric Bischoff came out. If there was anyone in the world that she truly hated it would have to be him. He started talking and next thing she knew, 3 Minute Warning was in the ring stripping her of her clothes, and her dignity. Once she was stripped down to her undergarments, Eric called off his goons, stood back, and proudly laughed at his accomplishment in the ring. She had never been so humiliated or angry in her life.
"Damn him!" She swore as she sat back in her chair and turned on her television only to see a replay of what Bischoff had just done to her. Disgusted, she turned the TV off and began to plot ways to get back at Eric Bischoff.
~*~
"I could watch that over and over again!" Eric cheered watching the television as they replayed Stephanie's stripping. "It was priceless!"
"I still can't believe you managed to pull that off," Chris Jericho said from behind him, admiring the view of Stephanie. "That is impressive even by my standards for humiliating her."
"Now that's what I call a successful evening." Eric smiles as he rewinds a tape and replays Stephanie lying half naked in the ring. She looked good.wait, no, he did not just have that thought. He hated Stephanie; he most certainly did not think she was hot. Hot.no, not hot. Stephanie McMahon looked like a two dollar tramp, just like Chris had said many times. A two dollar tramp does not look hot, at least not to Eric Bischoff. Eric shook his head to rid himself of the horrid thoughts and turned the television back to the pay per view where he watched RVD beat the hell out of his friend Lance. But no matter how brutal the match got, his mind still lingered on the thought of Stephanie in that ring.
~*~
Stephanie pulled her coat tighter around her as she walked through the bitter cold of the night to her car. She heard laughing and looked over her shoulder to see Eric Bischoff and Chris Jericho getting into a limo together. Doesn't it figure they would get along, she thought. She turned around and pulled her coat tighter as she reached her car. Just as she pressed the unlock button on her keychain her cell phone began to ring. Stephanie rolled her eyes as she pulled her phone out and got in the car turning it on with the heat full blast.
"Hello?"
"Steph, it's you father," the voice on the other end of the line said. Stephanie smiled as she locked the doors to her car.
"Yeah dad, what do you want?"
"We need to have a meeting tomorrow morning, it's important." Stephanie rolled her eyes. Her father seemed to think that the smallest of details about the show was important so she wasn't too worried about this meeting.
"What's so important dad?"
"You'll find out tomorrow," Vince said, "just be at the arena tomorrow around 8."
"Dad are you sure this is necessary," she started, "I mean I had a really long night tonight and was really looking forward to a little rest."
"Yes, this meeting is necessary sweetheart. I'll see you tomorrow morning at the arena." And with that Vince McMahon hung up the phone.
"Damn it Dad." Stephanie swore as she put the car into drive. Tomorrow's going to be another long day.
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This Can't Be Happening
At 6:30 the next cold morning Stephanie woke up and ran across the cold floor into the bathroom and turned the hot water on full blast. When she was finished she reached for the towel and the robe in a quick attempt to get warm. She quickly dressed into the warmest business suit she could find and cursed her father once again as she grabbed the keys to her renal and walked out of her room.
Once outside she saw pretty much everything was covered in a blanket of snow and it was still coming down. Knowing a few inches of snow would not keep her father from a meeting, she walked to her car, turned on the heater, and pulled out her snow brush to clean the car off.
"Why did I decide to drive to this show?" She wondered out loud as she got into her car and drove through the plowed streets to the arena. She took a deep breath as she ran from her car to the entrance to the arena. Once inside, Stephanie shook the snow off of herself and went to the elevator that would take her to the arena's offices. Looking at her watch she saw that it was 7:55 when the elevator stopped and she ran to the office where her father would be. She turned a corner in the hallway when.BAM!!
"Why don't you watch where you're going you little.Stephanie! What a nice surprise to see you this morning." Stephanie looked across from her on the floor to see Eric Bischoff. He stood up and smiled over her.
"Why Eric, I didn't know you would be at this meeting," Stephanie said pushing herself off of the floor glaring at Eric.
"Well your father called me last night and told me that there was a meeting here. I was just about to get some coffee." Eric smiled sweetly.
"How nice," she said sarcastically. "Well, I'm going to get in there and see my dad. Enjoy your coffee." She brushed passed him and walked down the hall to the office where her father was waiting.
"Stephanie you're late." Her father reprimanded.
"Sorry, I ran into Bischoff out in the hall. What's he doing here anyways dad?" Stephanie asked.
"He needs to be at this meeting. You two will be working together on a couple of things in the near future," Vince said shuffling through his papers. Stephanie just rolled her eyes. She walked over to a window and looked outside. The snow had started falling harder and it was getting harder to see.
"I got you a cup too Vince," a cheerful Eric said walking in with two cups of coffee. Stephanie rolled her eyes and went to her chair. Eric sat next to her and smiled.
"Ok, let's get down to business," Vince said opening a folder.
~*~
"Dad that's crazy," Stephanie yelled as her father finished speaking. "You can't do this."
"I agree with Stephanie, for once," Eric added both glaring at Vince. "I can't work with her like that!"
"Well, you can and will." Vince smiled as he stood up. "Well I am going to head out and you two can stay here and work on that little project I gave you."
"Dad please," Stephanie started.
"Save it Stephanie. You two are working together from here on out." He gathered his things and walked out the door leaving a stunned Stephanie and Eric sitting in the room.
"He can't do this!" Eric yelled glaring at Stephanie.
"Well he just did and it looks like we're stuck together for a while." Stephanie rolled her eyes as she looked over her papers. "Look, let's just get started ok?"
"Fine." Eric pouted as he sat back down to go over match listings and show rosters and upcoming talent with Stephanie.
~*~
Eight excruciating hours later Eric and Stephanie finished what they were doing and went to leave. They went down to the main doors to exit to the parking lot. Eric had to use all of his strength to pull the door open and when he did he and Stephanie were knocked off their feet by an avalanche of snow.
"Oh shit!" Seemed to be all Eric could say. "We've been snowed in!"
"This can't be happening." Stephanie said staring at the solid wall of snow in front of them. They were trapped.
