Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or real people in this fic, Vince and WWE does, and the real people own themselves.


Stephanie and Chris peeked around the corner at Test and Stacy. She was yelling at him after finding a pair of women's underwear in his gym bag. She slapped him across the face and stalked off angrily, not giving Test a second glance. During the whole speech, where Test couldn't get a word in edgewise, he looked utterly confused by the presence of the underwear.

Stephanie and Chris leaned against the wall, laughing to themselves. She looked at him, grinning evilly, and he smirked back at her. Together they walked down the hallway, her hair flowing behind her as she walked side by side with Chris. They made quite the intimidating duo.

"Did you see the look on her face?" Stephanie said, glancing over at the man.

"Of course, but what was funnier? Her reaction or his?"

"Ooh, you make things so difficult on me," she said.

"And you? Those were from your personal collection weren't they?"

She led him into her dressing room, practically dragging him. She led him over to the couch and pushed him down lightly. She smiled down at him and turned around. She gave him a small glance over her shoulder and pulled down her pants slightly, revealing nothing underneath. Chris's eyes widened as he took in her smooth alabaster skin.

"Yeah, they were from my personal collection," she told him.

"You know better than to do that," he said, shaking her head.

"Oh, and why, because my big, bad boyfriend Hunter will beat you up for thinking that we're somehow fucking?"

"I don't particularly want to get beat on Stephanie, I mean, look at this face," he said, turning his head from side to side, "I don't want anything marring this beautiful mug."

She came over and ran her smooth hand down the side of his face, "No, we don't want you to be ugly."

"Ugly? Who said anything about ugly?"

She kneeled in front of his chair, putting both hands on each of his knees, "But didn't you love how he didn't know who's they were and she just kept yelling at him?"

"Of course, just like we planned."

"I love messing with people."

"I love it more," he said.

"Oh, I beg to differ," she said, leaning up.

"Who should we get next?"

"Hmm...I don't know, you choose."

"Well, I have been feuding with Edge. I can't think of anyone to get more than him. He deserves it thinking he can beat me in the ring."

Stephanie knelt in between his legs and leaned in close to him so their lips were almost touching. She smirked, leaning in closer. Chris knew that she was teasing him and that she was so onboard this plan. She always got like this when they were thinking about screwing someone over.

"I'd love to," she whispered.

"If you get any closer Stephanie, you know that you'll be cheating on your boyfriend," he told her, knowing that she was faithful to that overgrown lump.

"Oh, and I can't have my fun," she said, going over to the couch, checking her nails.

"Stephanie, you know you're faithful to Hunter. Though God knows why," he muttered.

"Oh, you just don't know what it's like to be in love," she said, shaking her head.

"No, I don't Stephanie, but if it makes you a blubbering idiot like it does to you whenever you talk about him, I don't ever want to be in love."

"Oh, so I'm not allowed to have feelings?" she said, rolling her eyes.

"Not when they make you look weak."

"Oh Christopher, poor naïve Christopher, I'm not weak," she said, getting up.

"Ok, fine, fine," he said, "Get a grip Stephanie."

"I'll get a grip when you get a life."

"I've got one, it seems like you're the one who's got no life."

He got up and pulled her to him, "What's the plan for Edge?"

"I don't know."

"What's going on here?" Hunter said.

"Nothing baby," Stephanie said, raising an eyebrow towards Chris. He pulled away reluctantly.

"Yup, nothing Trips."

"Ok," he said, looking at them suspiciously.

"Don't worry Trips, I'm not fucking your girl," Chris said, rolling his eyes.

"Chris!" Stephanie cried indignantly, slapping his chest.

He rubbed his chest and pouted at her, "What was that for?"

"You being an ass," she said, "Hunter, don't believe a word he says."

"Oh, I don't Steph," Hunter said, coming over and wrapping an arm around her.

"I guess I'll see you around Steph, bye Trips."

"Bye Chris," Stephanie said, giving him a goodbye smirk.

Chris shook his head as he left her locker room. Every time he was with Stephanie, it was like a new risk or adventure came to play. That's why he loved being around her. He'd never had her physically, and that was fine with him, he liked her for her brains, and her sadistic nature.

He didn't know how he had gone without her. How he had lived with his old friends, the dull, boring ones that hated him now. Yet, he didn't care, he had practically everyone in the company hating his guts and he could've cared less. As long as he was with Stephanie, that didn't matter.

How had he exactly fallen in with the youngest McMahon? He didn't exactly know. It was like one night he was just drawn to that smirk she always wore. The one where the side of her mouth would turn up a little and she'd raise her eyebrow, and you knew she was plotting something.

He was sucked into her world, and it was fun. It was better than anything he ever had with his old friends. She made him laugh, and made him feel like he was alive. He loved plotting and scheming with her more than anything else that was in his life.

Now he was hated by mostly everyone. All his old friends saw him in a different light, and they didn't like it. He had told them all to fuck off and let him live his life. They were still trying to convince him that Stephanie was just using him, but he refused to believe that.

Going into his dressing room, he saw Christian, who he was sharing with, sitting on the couch, talking to Torrie Wilson. They both turned away from his as they saw him enter, speaking to each other in low whispers.

"You two don't have to act like I have the fucking plague," Chris said, walking over to his things.

"We're not," Christian snapped, "I'm just talking to my friend."

"Oh, ok, that's fine, don't let me interrupt," Chris told them sarcastically.

They went back to talking and Chris went back to his things. That's how everything was nowadays, his old friends snapped at him, didn't include him, talked in whispers around him. He looked up as the door opened.

"Oh, lovely, you have company," Stephanie said, looking over at Christian and Torrie.

"Stephanie, my beautiful friend," Chris said standing up, "Miss me already?"

"Oh of course darling, you know I can't go two seconds without you," she said, batting her eyelashes comically.

"Oh look Christian, it's the terrible twosome."

"Oh my goodness Torrie, did you think that one up yourself," Stephanie gasped, "I figured that you didn't have the brains to."

"Oh, that's nice coming from you Stephanie, you should know, being the one with no brains."

Stephanie gave a high, fake laugh, "Oh, Torrie, you silly girl, why don't you go find another lollipop to suck on, or you know, just go for Christian's lollipop, it probably wouldn't be the first time."

Torrie stood up, "I'm leaving, I can't stand being around these two!"

"I'm with you," Christian said, disgusted, following Torrie out of the room.

"And that my friend, is how you get people to leave a room," Stephanie said proudly.

Chris clapped, "Brilliant my dear. The lollipops line, pure genius."

Stephanie gave a little bow, "Thank you my adoring public."

"So what are you doing here Stephanie?" Chris said, turning serious.

"Who's Edge dating?"

"Dawn Marie," Chris told her, "Why do you...Stephanie, what do you have in mind? A little of what we did to Test and Stacy?"

"See, no, I don't want to do that. I'm thinking, we make Dawn Marie manage someone.....like you."

Chris scoffed, "You, you are skillful."

"Do I get a reward?"

"What kind of reward?"

She walked closer, "Hmmm....what could I be thinking?"

"Go back to your boyfriend Stephanie," Chris said, shaking his head, "We both know nothing is going to happen."

Chris didn't notice Stephanie flinch when he mentioned going back to Hunter. He never looked for her feelings. She didn't blame him, they weren't about genuine feelings, just about hatred, manipulation, and sometimes lust. He couldn't be expected to see more.

"I guess I will. We'll discuss this later. Goodbye Chris, for now anyways."

"It was nice doing business with you Stephanie."


A/N: So tell me what you think of whether or not to continue. And as always, be brutal if you want. :)