Don't Touch My Beer
Stone Cold Steve Austin had just made his return to RAW, and he didn't really receive a happy welcome. Not only had he stunned the entire McMahon family, but he had gotten one of his good friends, Jim Ross, fired. Though next week he would let the McMahons know that you don't mess with Stone Cold without getting your ass kicked. He was storming through the hallways, ready for the show to start, when he accidentally bumped into someone.
All he saw was dark-brown hair and green eyes falling to the floor. Stone Cold stopped and looked down at the young woman before him. Her straight hair went past the shoulders by about two inches, and she looked to be about 23 years old. She was slightly tanned, and wearing a white tank top and black jean skirt with black heels. "Watch where you're going!" she exclaimed, smoothing her hair out of her face, unknowingly giving Stone Cold a better view.
"Well maybe if you didn't have so much hair flying in front of your face or wearing those damned shoes you wouldn't be on the floor," Austin stated and placed his hands on his hips.
"You asshole," the young woman growled and stood up, measuring about a head shorter than him. "I guess you don't have that same hair problem," she smirked. Stone Cold took in a deep breath, about ready to knock her a good one. This one definitely had a mouth on her. "Well listen, I'm trying to get to Diva Locker room, do you have any idea where that is?" she asked him.
"Yeah I do actually." he said and simply stood there.
The young woman sighed, "Could you tell me where it is?"
"Oh sure, why didn't you say so? You go down this hallway here, take a left, and it's the third door on the right. Just walk on in," Stone Cold told her.
"Thanks," she said and headed down in the direction he told her. Stone Cold couldn't help but watch as she walked away, her hips swaying a little with each step. As soon as she turned the corner, Stone Cold counted down.
"5...4...3...2..." he halted when he heard her scream. "Guess I gave her bad directions," he chuckled and made his way to the ring.
After he had confronted Stephanie McMahon about JR getting fired, Stone Cold found out that if he defeated Coach at the next pay-per-view, Taboo Tuesday, JR would get his job back. Well his job was done and he decided it was time to head to the hotel and have a few beers. Just before he could leave through the door that led to the garage, he found a somewhat unwelcome sight. The young woman from before was standing there, seeming to be waiting for someone. As soon as she saw him, she put her hands on her hips and looked right up into his eyes.
"What can I do for you?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well first I'd like to thank you for having me walk into the Men's locker room while Viscera was getting dressed," she replied with a smooth tone.
"Oh! I didn't realize! Guess when you bumped into me my mind just got a little messed up," Stone Cold chuckled.
The young woman looked about to make a smart comment, but kept it inside. "I was actually waiting for you so I could apologize," she said. This definitely caught Stone Cold by surprise. "You see I was hired about a month ago and I'm still getting used to everything. I was nervous tonight and didn't seem all that friendly. For that, I apologize."
"Uh...well–" Stone Cold started.
"My name's Tara," she said holding out her hand with a small smile on her face. Stone Cold had just noticed the slight southern accent in her voice. He slowly took her hand and shook it. "Well you wanna get going so I'll just let you go. Oh! Before I forget! Here," she said and handed him a beer. "I've seen you go crazy over these things, so I figured this will help you accept my apology."
"All right well, yeah I accept your apology," he said and took the beer.
"I'm glad. Well I gotta get going, but I'll see you around," Tara said and walked off with a smile growing darker as she walked away. Stone Cold simply shrugged his shoulders and walked into the garage. Once he got into his truck, he opened up the beer Tara had given him. He wasn't expecting it to go flying everywhere, especially in his face. Once it had stopped, he brought his hand up to his face and wiped the fizz off. Stone Cold looked all around to see that it got everywhere in his beautiful black truck. He suddenly heard the door to the garage open and close. There standing at the top of the stairwell, was Tara. She had a can of soda, and held it up.
"Cheers!" she laughed and downed it. Once it was gone, she crushed the can in her hand and turned to head back inside while tossing the can over her shoulder.
Stone Cold was for once lost for words. A little girl just tricked him, embarrassed him, and worst of all, made him waste a beer. She became enemy number one the same night he met her. She was going to learn to never, ever, mess with Stone Cold or his beer. He pulled his truck out and headed to the hotel, thinking of ways to get back at her. Before he knew it, and idea struck. He made a call to a good buddy of his, then the information desk at the hotel to find out Tara's room number. This is gonna be good, he thought to himself as he continued his drive to the hotel.
Meanwhile, Tara was unaware of the surprise she was going to get from Stone Cold Steve Austin. He decided that he can just walk all over me? Well he just learned that Tara Lance doesn't back down that easily. She thought to herself as she stood in the elevator to head up to her room. As soon as her hand touched the doorknob, she found it unlocked. I guess I forgot to lock it on my way out, she thought and walked on in. Before a foot even landed inside the room, something came pouring down on her. She let out a scream, having no idea what it was or how it got there. Once she backed away from the door, she found a bucket hanging from the top door panel. She tasted some of the stuff that fell on her, and gave out an exasperated sigh. "Beer, of course. Okay, playtime's over. His ass is mine," she growled and headed to the shower to wash the smell of beer off of her.
Stone Cold was down the hall and around the corner where he had waited for the scream. That'll teach her, he thought and headed back to his own room to rest from a hard day's work. This was the start of a very interesting relationship.
A/N: Hey everyone! I've had this on my computer for a while and I figured what the hey, I'll post it. I know it starts off a little slow but I promise it'll get better. I hope you all enjoy the first chapter. For my first time readers, go ahead and check out my other fics! Thanks you guys! :)