Title: Unusual Punishment

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize. All others are from my imagination.

Notes: This is just a little holiday fic that came buzzing into my head. I know the chapters short but it needed to be. They'll get longer.

Summary: A tempermental redhead, the WWE champion, the self-proclaimed Legend Killer, and a short high flying luchador. What does this spell? Nothing special until the four are forced to drive across the country as a punishment. The bad thing Christmas is coming and they won't be home in time for the holidays.

Distribution: All you have to do is ask if you want to post this somewhere else.

Pairings: None...at least I don't plan on their being any. I know big surprise.

A little punishment

Lita glared out the rental car, she was currently in with Trish Stratus. The petite blonde yawned as she drove the redhead to her destination.

"Now remind me again why you had to wake me up at 4 in the morning to take you to the Staples Center?" The current women's champion asked.

The redhead moved a stray piece of hair behind her ear and frowned. "Because Bischoff decided he needed to see me at this godforsaken time."

Trish's brow rose. "And why would he-"

She was cut off quickly by her friend. "I don't know and I really don't want to know."

The rest of the trip to the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California. It wasn't long after the two had finally reached the desired destination. Lita frown when she saw a disgruntled looking John Cena and Randy Orton standing outside in the arena.

"Do you want me to wait or..."

"No it's cool Trish. You go back and get some sleep. I'll call a cab or something to get back to the hotel." When the blonde looked ready to reply again Lita continued. "No, really I'll be fine."

Trish nodded her head and let the redhead leave from the vehicle before she sped away from the arena. With Trish's quick departure, Lita wrapped her arms around herself. She noticed that the two normally cool friends were standing a great distance from each other. Maybe it had something to do with the other night. She wondered. The redhead was about to think deeper into her thoughts but a nearing car light blinded her eyes and drew her attention.

The first car came to a halt in front of them and Rey Mysterio stepped out not looking the least bit happy. The second car, or more actually limo, brought the worlds most hated person, at least in the superstars minds.

"Good. I'm glad to see you all listened for once." Eric Bischoff stated in an annoyed tone.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Tell us why we're here so I can go back to bed." John Cena snapped.

Bischoff's eyes narrowed, "I'd hold my tongue if I were you Cena. You're in enough trouble as it is. You think I didn't hear about the little problem you and your friend Orton over there caused." John's eyes widen. "Yeah that's right I know. Know we can't have you going and getting yourself arrested like that. So I've decided to give you two a little punishment."

"And what punishment as Bischoff decided to give us?" Orton asked, an eyebrow quirked in question.

"You see that car?" He pointed to the car Rey had arrived in.

"What of it?" John asked.

"Let's just say you aren't going to be making your flights later today." Lita smirked from her position against the wall. Serves them right, she thought. She heard John or maybe it was Randy, it didn't matter either way to her, stammer. Obviously not liking the idea of what their punishment had been.

"Are you insane!" Randy nearly shouted. "I refuse to travel with him. Let alone in a car."

"Oh you're not going to be alone with him." Bischoff stated with a cool smirk. "Meet your other travel companions." He motioned to Lita and Rey.

The redhead couldn't believe her ears. Had she heard right? She was being included. That was a punishment worse then death!

"You're kidding me right?" Lita questioned as she pushed off the wall and slowly advanced towards Bischoff. "You can't make me drive to New York with these three. No offense Rey."

The luchador nodded and mumbled a 'None Taken.'

"I didn't do anything worth being trapped in a car with them."

"On the contrary, Pretty Lita." A smirk formed at the utter disgust written on the redheads face. "You and your little Mexican friend there were with them weren't you? I remember getting a call stating four of my superstars had been arrested that night for inappropriate behavior."

Lita's mouth opened to reply but she quickly closed it. No use in getting herself into more trouble.

"Good. You four are to go to your hotels and get your things you're leaving right now." Bischoff stated. "And you better be there before the show starts or else you all are going to get a much more serve punishment."

The Raw GM glared at the four before he stepped back towards the limo he arrived in. Just as he was about to enter the limo, the shortest member of those presence spoke.

"Uh, Mr. Bischoff you do realize that Christmas is in four days?" Rey said.

Eric's brow rose. "And? Well then y'all better get going. You better be there in two days or else." he snapped before getting into the limo and slamming the door.

Lita groaned and threw her hands up before she turned to face John and Randy. "This is all your fault!" she yelled, glaring angrily at the two dark haired men.

"Woman, this ain't our fault. You got yourself into this, not me." John snapped.

"No one asked you to get involved." Randy added.

The redhead huffed, her hands coming to rest on her hips. "Whatever. Rey keys please."

Not wanting to anger the redhead more Rey handed over the keys to his car. The redhead turned briskly and stomped over to the car.

John and Randy glared at one another before following after. Rey shook his head. He should have listened to his head when it told him not to get involved. He could only image the problems that were going to arise with hot tempered redhead, the WWE Champion and the self-proclaimed Legend Killer. Damn it.

So what did you think? It is an ok beginning or should I just scratch the idea?