So I'm writing a longer Randy story!! I wanted to divulge deeper into my Randy one-shot, so I am... plus I feel like my Jericho story has gotten kinda of stale and I've been head over heels for Randy as of late. So here it goes.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN RANDAL KEITH ORTON (no matter how badly I want to), ANY OTHER WORLD WRESTLING ENTERTAINMENT EMPLOYEE, OR ANYONE ELSE YOU MAY RECOGNIZE. I OWN MY OC ONLY!
Sitting in their fathers make shift office, twelve year-old Shane, eight year-old Stephanie and three year-old Samantha McMahon looked on as their father, Vince, paced back and forth, nervously wringing his hands.
"Vince, honey, calm down... everything is going to go smoothly." Vince's wife, Linda, tried.
"Linda, this pay-per-view could make or break us..." Vince was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Vince sighed and walked over to open the door.
"Vince, I'm sorry to just barge in like this, but Elaine had to leave Randy with me and I was wondering if maybe Linda could watch after him?" the rough voice of "Cowboy" Bob Orton thundered though the room.
"Of course! Bring him on in, Bob" Linda said from the couch.
Bob walked into the room, dragging his son behind him,
"Thank you so much Linda, I really appreciate this!" Bob smiled as he sat Randy down on the couch next to Sam.
Sam eyed the boy sitting next to her with interest. She had never seen him before.
"It's no problem at all, now Samantha has someone close to her own age to play with." Linda smiled at the tired looking wrestler.
"Alright, Randal, you best be on your best behavior for Mrs. McMahon... you hear me?" Bob said to his young son.
"Yes sir" Randy said, in a small voice, nodding at his father, and then focused on the floor.
"Ok, I have to go get ready for the match... thank you again Linda" Bob smiled as he walked towards the door.
"Anytime" Linda laughed as Bob walked out of the room.
"Ok... I need to go get everyone prepared... so I'll see you all soon" Vince announced.
"Dad, can I come? Please?" Shane piped up from the floor.
"Sure Shane-O" Vince chuckled as Shane jumped up and ran out the door, ahead of him.
"Love you Daddy" Stephanie and Sam said together.
Vince smiled and placed a kiss on both of their heads.
"I love you too girls." He gave Linda a quick kiss before heading out after Shane.
Linda smiled at the spot where her husband used to stand.
"Mommy, can I go get a drink?" Stephanie asked, smiling widely.
"Sure sweetie, can you go by yourself?" Linda asked.
"Yep" Stephanie laughed and left the room too.
Linda looked over at Sam and Randy and smiled. Sam was staring at Randy with a look of intrigue and Randy was staring intently at the floor.
"Ok, Samantha... I have to go make a quick phone call, so play nice honey." Linda smiled at her youngest daughter.
"Okay mommy." Sam smiled back.
"I'll be right outside"
And with that Linda left the two alone in Vince's office.
Sam glanced at Randy once more before finally speaking.
"Hi, I'm Samantha" she smiled.
Randy looked up at her finally and returned the smile.
"I'm Randal... but everyone calls me Randy"
"Oh." Sam giggled.
Randy continued to look at her until he remembered something he saw his father do to his mother. His father had pulled on his mother's hair affectionately and his mom had smiled. So, Randy decided to give it a try. He lifted his hand up and grabbed on of Sam's pig tails.
Sam looked at him, confusion etched on her face.
Randy pulled her pig tail as hard as he could and smirked at her.
Sam started crying.
Randy shot up off the couch and ran out the door. It wouldn't be the last time Randy Orton ran away from Sam McMahon.
Short, yes, but it's a start.
I'm starting on the next chapter as soon as I save this one.
I'm thinking about jumping up to Sam and Randy at 18 and 19, why bore you all with the childhood stuff?!?! I'm getting straight to the juicy stuff hahaha.
I just don't want to drag the story out.
It's starting from 1985 and then it'll conclude at some point in this year.
So, ok... Reviews are encouraged hahaha.