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Date Posted: 02:20:12 07/02/04 Fri
Author: Mattitude - Chris Jericho & Trish Stratus
Subject: Backstage
In reply to: Live from Cleveland, Ohio 's message, "Brand Monday Night RAW" on 13:52:38 06/28/04 Mon





~Hardy is pacing back and forth, running his hands through his hair impatiently.~ NOW do you see what you’ve got us in?!








~The camera pans out to show Chris Sabin standing across from Hardy with his arms crossed over his chest.~ No, I don’t… why don’t you fill me in?

~Matt’s eyes go wide.~ This isn’t a laughing matter, you little jackass! Do you know what you’ve done? Do you have any IDEA what this is going to do to Mattitude? Do you have any IDEA what this is going to do to YOU by the time it’s over?

Sabin: So what’s that supposed to mean… you’re gonna have me taken out or something? ~snorts.~

Matt: It means that I’M going to have to take you out. Your “Future” isn’t looking so bright, kid, because now you’ve got a date with the Sensei of Mattitude in the high stakes King of the Ring tournament, and I’m not going to take it easy on you.

Sabin: Good. You know, maybe it’s time we do this, even if it’s just for bragging rights. ~He takes a step forward, extending his hand.~ Let the best man win, right?

~Hardy stares at his hand for a moment before grasping it in a firm shake.~ And he will… Version Oooooooooooooone Uuuuuuuuuuhhhhh! ~He holds the V1 sign up above his head, staring into Sabin’s eyes.~


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~The feed then switches and we see Trish Stratus standing backstage, finishing up a conversation with her make-up artist.~








~Chris Jericho then walks up behind Trish, taking her arm softly to get her attention, still in the greatest of moods from last week.~ Hey Trish… How’re you doing? ~He doesn’t let her reply.~ Wow, you’re looking great tonight. I was thinking, after the show tonight, we should hit the town, grab some dinner, hit a club… I feel like dancin’!

~Trish raises a brow, looking at Jericho.~ Uh, sorry, I really don't think so, Chris.

~He perks a brow, caught completely by surprise.~ You don't... think so? ~He shakes his head.~ I'm sorry, but am I missing something here? I thought we were... you know, getting along really well... weren't we?

~She puts her hands on her hips.~ Yeah, we were, until I realized that you really haven't changed. I'm sorry Chris, but I just don't want to go out with someone who would do something as disgusting as what YOU did last week.

~His eyes go wide, jaw dropping.~ You WHAT?! All I did was give that son of a bitch what he had coming, and that's NOTHING compared to what he did to me on my first night here! Now how in the heeeeeeeeeell can you hold that against me?!

~She points right in his face, not backing down.~ Look, you can have whatever beef you want with him for stunning you, but to use a WEAPON, not only to beat him, but to destroy his knee, possibly.. most LIKELY.. ENDING his career??? There's NO WAY you can justify that to me.

~He also stands with his hands on his hips, looking down on her.~ That was business... this is personal. What I do in that ring has nothing to do with what I do out of it. So come on, Trish... you know what it's like around here... ~He moves in closer to her, moving a strand of her hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear.~ I like you, and I know you like me... so what do you say? ~He moves his hand down from her face, trailing it down her arm.~

~Trish gets a disgusted look on her face as she steps back from Chris and out of his reach.~ Call me when you figure out what it's like to do the right thing.

~He runs his hands up through his hair as she walks off, his eys going even wider, calling out to her.~ Trish... come ooooooooooon! It wasn't THAT bad!

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