|The Adventures of WWE Superstars
Author: captaindynamite PM
These are various one-shots of the WWE Superstars. These adventures range from slash, non-slash, romance, depression and all around good times.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Drama - Chapters: 27 - Words: 20,167 - Reviews: 66 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 03-21-11 - Published: 02-15-10 - id: 5749744
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A/N: I decided for now to just do a long on going series of one-shots in various forms from romance to humor, to very depressing ones. This is mainly to help me get my edge back for some of my other stories, but hopefully you guys like them as well.
This first one is based around a page I read in the "Tomorrow's Champions" issue of the WWE magazine that I have. DH Smith mentioned all the various things in his luggage including a notebook of Japanese and two wooden blocks. Also, I decided to call him Smith instead of Harry cause Harry is a weird name for him, and TJ is Tyson Kidd.
Anyways, I own no one in this, WWE and McMahon owns everyone involved. Enjoy the stories!
Matt walked into the locker room tiredly, his body aching after his long match with Punk. He glanced up from the water bottle in his hand, and looked over at his younger brother, curiosity burning in his eyes.
"Jeff what are you doing?" he questioned, walking over to him and sitting on the bench next to him.
Jeff looked up at him from the bag he was digging through, and showed him a pair of wooden blocks.
"I found these in this bag, what the heck could they be for?" he asked, his fingers running over the smooth side of the block.
"Jeff you shouldn't be digging through someone else's bag," warned Matt, taking another sip of his water.
"Well I wasn't trying to, but I needed to find something and I thought Smith took it," he said with a shrug, digging through the bag again. Before Matt could question him further though, Jeff pulled out a notebook and began to flip through it, frowning after a few pages. "Erm, Matt, is Smith an alien or something? Cause I can't read a thing in this notebook."
Matt glanced over his shoulder at it and rolled his eyes, "That's because it's in Japanese genius," he said with a chuckle.
"Oh, well that makes sense," said Jeff, biting on his thumb nail as he tried to make sense of the scribbles in the notebook. Aside from the few things he had seen around Matt's house, Jeff had never really learned to read Japanese, so he couldn't figure out a thing it said.
The door to the locker room opened then, and Jeff jumped, hiding the notebook behind him. He sighed heavily when he saw it was only Phil.
"Damn Phil, you're going to give me a heart attack," growled Jeff, returning his attention to the notebook. Phil walked over to him, and glanced over his shoulder at the notebook.
"What's he reading?" he asked, looking over at Matt. Matt rolled his eyes once more, finishing off his water bottle.
"Some notebook he found in Smith's bag," answered Matt with a shrug.
"Smith? Oh well you better put that back, I just saw him heading this way," said Phil, walking over to his locker.
Before Jeff got the chance to hide anything though, the door swung open again and Smith walked in with TJ, laughing at a joke TJ had made before stopping, his eyes locked on Jeff.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, walking over and ripping the notebook out of Jeff's hands. Jeff pouted, standing up from the floor as he did.
"Sorry," he mumbled before walking out of the locker room. Matt sighed heavily and followed him, running slightly to catch up to him.
"That wasn't very nice Smith," said Phil as he pulled a clean shirt on. Smith glanced over at him, rolling his eyes.
"He shouldn't be digging through my stuff then. He needs to learn the meaning of personal space," said Smith, putting his things away.
Phil shook his head and grabbed his bag before looking at Smith again. "Maybe, but I think you need to learn the meaning of being nice," stated Phil before he walked out of the locker room too.
TJ glanced over at Smith, raising an eyebrow at him. "You know, he has a point," he said teasingly.
"Oh shut up," said Smith, grabbing his bag and leaving TJ there. TJ rolled his eyes and gathered his own things before leaving the locker room. Some people were just so touchy lately.