My Career Season 7 Episode 8 1/4

"God, Colt your not a dog trainer your a pro wrestler!" I shouted as I was coming down the stairs. "SHH! This dog will jump through the hoop!" Why am I not surprised by Colt doing this? He went out and bought a small hola-hoop for a dog to jump through, he comes over, and picks up Ace and tries to teach him how to jump through the hola-hoop. "He WILL jump through." He said with a goofy smile on his face. I just rolled my eyes at him making my way into the basement where Punk was doing laundry. "Aw! Your doing laundry!" I said smiling at him. "Don't get use to it, I need to find my gym shorts." Then he stopped looking in the laundry and looked at me, I was wearing his gym shorts. "Why are you wearing my gym shorts?" He asked me. "Because, I didn't feel like wearing my tight jean shorts and these are so comfy." He just looked at me and smiled slightly. "Fine, you can wear them they look better on you anyways." He said kissing my cheek. I blushed and continued to do that laundry. "What's Colt doing up there?" He asked helping me. "He's trying to teach Ace how to jump through a hola-hoop." Punk shook his head. "He's such an idiot sometimes, does he really think Ace will listen to him? That dog barely listens to me." "He listens to me." I said. "Well that's because you spend the most time with him ever since I got you him seven years ago." He said. I was about to say something but I heard a yell from upstairs. "HEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!" "Oh shit, the hell did he do know!" Punk said running up the stairs. I followed right after him and we got into the living room seeing all the dogs jumping on him as he was laying on the floor. "Colt! What did you do!?" I asked getting them off of him. "These three little ones over here tried killing me!!" Pointing to Rookie, Jack, and Peps. "My three little angels!" I said petting them. "ANGELS!?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME! I go in the cabinet to get a dog treat to help Ace out and I get attacked!" "Big mistake, if you only bring one treat, it will be World War Three." I said. "Well I learned that the hard way!" He yelled. "JESUS CHRIST! HOW CAN YOU FIT IN THESE!?" I heard Punk yell from upstairs. I ran up the stairs into our room and saw him trying on a pair of my shorts. "What the hell are you doing!?" Colt asked. "Well, since she's in my gym shorts, I think I'll wear her shorts!" Punk said trying to fit into them. I just bursted out laughing, "Yeah! Cause your gonna fit in a size five!" I said laughing. "OOH!!! I wanna wear some of your clothing!!" Colt said going into the closet grabbing a pair of my shorts and a tight shirt of mine. He changed right there infront of me and Punk. "GOD DAMN!!! Why are these so tight! It hurts!" Colt said. "I think I'm experiencing shrinkage." Punk said. "What?" Colt asked. " Shrinkage! The little general is about to go into re-treat!" He exclaimed. Colt just gave me a goofy smile. "AW! Kristen, the little general went into re-treat!" He said. I just rolled my eyes. "This is way to funny." I said laughing even more. Colt just looked frikking hilarious, he had one of my tight shirts on, which I'm now sure will be to big on me know. And my short were around his inner tighs showing his boxers, same with Punk with my shorts, but he had one of his shirts on. "Wait! I got an idea!" Colt said going into one of my drawers pulling out one of my head bands with a flower on it and putting it on his head. "Dude, hand me one!" Punk said and Colt did as Punk said and handed him another one of my head bands but this one was black with white polka dots but he still wore it. "Oh my God. Guys please don't move I need a picture of this no one will ever believe me that you two did this!" I said pulling out my phone. "Do you want us to have a funny pose? A happy pose? A sad pose? Or a-" Colt began. "I want this pose." I said showing them a picture from Ring of Honor days Punk had a serious face and Colt had a happy face. "DUDE! I remeber that night!" Colt said. "Yeah, we lost out match against the Briscoe brothers thanks to you!" Punk said. "Hey, that chick in the crowd was hot!" "Guys! Back to the picture!" They both did their pose and I took the picture. "You guys seriously should have a TV show." "I have a live podcast.. does that count?" Colt said. "Oh yeah! I forgot about that!" "Yeah, that's nice to say, anyways I need a guest for my next podcast soon and I already had Punk be a guest, so Kristen how would you like to be a guest?" He asked me. "Sure thing!" I said. "But it wont take place for a while." "Sure, just tell me when you need me." I said flopping on my bed. "Yeah, this is awkward." Punk said. "Yeah, I kinda want my shorts back."  I said looking at him. "Okay, I'll just go find another pair and go jogging." He said getting off my shorts and finding another pair in one of the drawers putting them on. "Oh the little general came out of re-treat." I just went bug eyed. "TO MUCH INFO." I exclaimed. "Oh you love it." He smirked at me, I just rolled my eyes. "I'm gonna join you bro." Colt said getting out of my clothes putting his back on. And they started heading out. "Um, Colt can I have my head band back?" "OH YEAH!" He said handing it back to me and off those two went. I honestly would have no idea what I would do without them two..


(Airport; 4:30am)


So it's now Wednesday morning at 4:30 in the morning. All WWE Superstars and Divas are heading over to Europe for four days for shows. We are going to France, Switzerland, England, and Italy. Italy is last thank God. I love it there, not only because it's beautiful but it's also where Punk and I went for our honeymoon which was amazing of course. "I'm so tired.." I moaned as we were all waiting to get onto our plane. "I think we all are." Heather said as Alex put his arm around her. "I'm not!" Nikie exclaimed. "Why are not surprised?" Punk asked. She just gave him a death glare but Punk rolled his eyes at her. "Why won't they let us on the fucking plane? It leaves in a half hour and we should be on it!" Kat said getting super annoyed. "Babe, calm down." Justin said calming her down but she just complained more to him, lovely. "I just wanna be there already." I said leaning on Punk. I was just super tired and all I wanted was to sleep. Punk wrapped his arms around my waist and finally they called us onto the plane and we all go settled in, but we still had to wait for a half hour for the plane to take off. Other superstars aren't even fucking here yet, which got me annoyed. "CAN WE FUCKING GO!!" I heard someone yell from the back. I have no idea who it was but I completely agreed with them. "Here," Punk said handing me his ipod. "I made a playlist for you on there. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." "Aw, Philly." I said resting my head on his shoulder. "You haven't called me that in such a long time!" He said. "I know." I said grabbing his hand begining to listen to the playlist he made me. He put all the songs that remind us of each other as the playlist.. such as Far Away by Nickelback, You Had Me At Hello by A Day To Remember(there goes the obbsession with ADTR again :P) Two Is Better Than One by Boys Like Girls featuring Taylor Swift, Unconditions by H2O, Addicted by Saving Abel, Hanging By The Moment by Lifehouse, Whatever It Takes by Lifehouse, You And Me by yet again Lifehouse. And just for fun he put I Wanna Go by Britney Spears on the playlist. A guy like him cannot like Britney Spears.. yet he does. I've been with him for such a long time and I don't even understand how he can still. I mean she's not bad or anything, but him liking her music? Just strange. "Wait, I wanna listen to Britney first." Punk said. "You serious?" I asked picking my head up. "Pleeeeeeease." He gave me a puppy dog face. "Your lucky your cute and that I'm married to you." I handed him the ipod. He started to hum the words and then what does he do? He fucking gets on top of his seat and sings to the song... very loud. "I-I-I WANNA GO O O ALL THE WAY AY AY TAKIN OUT MY FREAK TONIGHT!!!" Punk sang. Oh this is so embarassing. "DAMMIT SIT DOWN!" I yelled pulling his arm. "What I'm trying to brighten up the mood around here!" He said. "I don't think its working." "Well why not?" "Well, everyone is mad because oh I dont know.. THEY WERE ASLEEP! And now you woke them up and now they hate you." "Oh, they don't," Punk looked up from his seat and saw that EVERYONE was staring it him. "Uh... sweet dreams?" He said slowly slidding his way down into his seat. "Your such a dork sometimes I swear." I took his ipod back. "But I'm your dork." He smiled at me. "Of course." I said kissing him. Please let this plane ride be fast I don't wanna get hurt for waking up everyone!


(7:30pm; at the area in France!)



"A CONSTANT RED ON FOR DAYS AND DAYS!! I SEE THOSE LIGHTS REFLECTED ON YOUR FACE!! EVERYTHING CAN CHANGE THE MOMENT THAT YOU BLINK!! BUT I DONT MIND! SO IF YOU WANNA COME IN THEN COME IN, DISINTIGRATE INTO ME TONIGHHTT! AND IF YOU WANNA GIVE IN THEN GIVE IN, ANYTHING THAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT!!" We got to France at two in the afternoon and I fell asleep and when we went to the hotel, I passed out. I have a bunch of energy now thanks to a few Pepsi's that Punk gave me, cause when I woke up at the hotel I wasn't a happy camper. And thanks to those I'm very hyper and ready for the show. So, the show starts at 8:30 and I'm killing time by listening to Punk's ipod. I downloaded the song I.D.G.A.F. (i dont give a fuck) by Breath Carolina and I'm singing along to it while walking around the arena by myself. "EVEN IF THIS CHEMISTRY'S A CATASTROPHE, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!!! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! IF YOU WANNA TASTE THEN TAKE A BITE RIGHT OUT OF ME!! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" I sang skipping around backstage. Then out of nowhere someone pulled my ear phones out of my ears. "I need to see you in my office...NOW." Hunter said in a serious tone. "Uh, sure thing." I said taking my earphones back from his hand. "This shall be fun." I mumbled to myself heading back to the locker room. "We heard you singing all the way from the other side of the arena." Cody said. I looked around the locker room and saw nobody even cared except him. "Uh Cody.... I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" I shouted at him handing Punk my Ipod kissing him on my way out. I made my way to Hunter's office and sat down and put my feet up on his desk. "You wanted to see me?" I asked. "Hmm, funny. Your husband did the same thing when he walked in here earlier." I was confused. "Why was he in here earlier?" I asked. "I told him that he cuts a promo before his match tonight." I just nodded my head as he sat down across from me. "So tell me, why am I here?" I asked. "You have a match against Maryse." "Okay cool." I said getting up. "Please, I'm not done." I just turned around put my hands on my hips and looked at him. "You are being a heel tonight." "WHAT!? WHY!?" "Because it's France and Maryse is from here." "She's from Montrel Quebec Canada." I said he rolled his eyes at me. "Your not getting my point, people love her here, so your being a heel just for the night, get it? Go it? Good. Now leave I have business to attend to." He said getting up from his seat. "By business you mean, you sending a text to your wife telling her that you'll meet her out in the limo for some 'us' time?" I said right before leaving his office and as I was shutting the door, he had a pissed off look on his face. "I love being such a smart ass." I said to myself heading back to the locker room.

(Kristen vs Maryse)

So me being the heel tonight, I made my way down to the ring first. I got a mixed crowd emotion tonight, some cheering some booing me. As I was walking down the ramp I had an evil smirk on my face, I was looking at the fans in the crowd and this one fan had a sign that said 'YOU SUCK' So I went up the that fan and it was a man. He had glasses and had a fauxhawk. "This sign directed towards me?" I asked pointing at his sign. "WELL DUH! YOU SUCK!" He said with an accent. "I suck.. I SUCK!?!? I'm not the one who has a damn fauxhawk who came here with his boyfriend!" I said, the guy next to him had a fauxhawk to and they were together. "He not my boyfriend!" He said in broken english. "Oh really? What are you friends with benefits!?" I asked getting in his face. He got mad at me and started speaking rapidly in french. "BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!! I took french in high school but I didn't learn whatever shit your saying you homo!" And with that I walked away getting booed even more by the crowd.. So far... I'm liking a heel. I could get use to this in the furture quite possibly. Maryse made her way down to the ring and she got a huge pop from the crowd. And she made a microphone in hand. "BONJOUR EVERYONE!!" She said with a big smile on her face. I was in the ring fixing my wrist tape and not listening, I looked up after fixing it and noticed that she was right in the ring face to face with me and she said something french and was just confused. "uh... oui?" I said.. oui means yes in french. She said something else in french and I just walked away with my hands in the air yelling. "ANYONE HAVE A FRENCH TO ENGLISH TRANSLATION BOOK!?" They all just booed me and I said. "YOU GUYS ARE REALLY HELPFUL YOU NOW!" I said going into the corner laying against the ropes as she continued to speak in french. I honestly didn't care, until something hit me. Literally something hit me in the ring and it hit me hard in the head. "THE FUCK!?" I shouted loooking around and I noticed someone threw a shoe into the ring. "SERIOUSLY!!? A SHOE!" I asked picking up the shoe and throwing it into the crowd as the bell rang. I felt Maryse running up to me and she went for a pin on me. "HOLY SHIT!" I shouted as she went for a roll-up on me. "1!" The reff only counted one and we both got up and I kicked her in the gut. I looked out in the crowd and gave an evil smirk and ran Maryse right into the turnbuckle and slammed her head into it. "OHH, DID THAT HURT!?!" I asked her as I slammed her head into the turnbuckle. "Not to hard, lets give them something to laugh about." Maryse whispered. "I'm good at that!" I whispered back. We locked up in the middle of the ring and let go. "SERIOUSLY A SHOE!?!" Maryse mocked me in the ring. I just gave her a serious face. I walked over to the ropes messed with my hair and did that silly hair flip thing she does. Then i shoved my hand into her face. We both mocked each other in the ring for awhile and I was enjoying this so much, the crowd enjoy it to so it was all good. Finally we stopped and focused on the match, it was a pretty even fight until the ending I had Maryse sitting up on the top turnbuckle and I went up there and did a hurricarana. On the landing I slammed my left wrist, the one that I broke many years ago on the mat. It hurt so bad, but it isn't broken thank God. It just hurt though. We both got up slowly, and she hit a suplex on me and pulled me up and hit me with a DDT. By this point I was just tired and my head and wrist hurt. So, I let her get the win over me and she celebrated in the ring and I just headed backstage getting booed at on my way back there.

(Backstage)

I went backstage and first thing I did was change into my street clothes and rested on the couch in the locker room, my wrist was still hurting and there was a bruise where it slammed on the mat. "Babe that doesn't look good." Punk said putting on his wrist tape. "It's alright." I said looking up at him. "No it ain't do you see that bruise on there?" I looked at it and it was all purple and shit. "It's really nothing. It doesn't hurt." "Oh yeah?" He asked getting closer to me getting on his knees on the floor looking me in the eyes as I was laying on my stomach on the couch. "Yeah." I said shutting my eyes. "Come on we are going to get it check out." He said shaking me. "Nooo, I'm so comfy right now." "Babe, come on." He said begging. "Nope." I said sticking my tongue out at him and as soon as I stuck my tongue out he put his tongue right in my mouth and we started haveing a gruesome makeout session. "How bout now?" He asked me. I smiled at him. "Alright." I said getting up grabbing his hand with my good hand. We walked down the trainer and no one was in there. "Busy day?" I asked. "Very funny Kristen, why are you here my favorite patient?" The trainer asked me. "Because of this." I said showing him my wrist. "Oh damn, on a scale from one to ten, ten being the highest how much does it hurt." "Like a five." "Does it feel like anything moved or shifted in place? I just shivered even thinking about that. "No, it's just the bruise that hurts." "Okay, so no surgery. But just ice it and come back later and if it hurts anymore then it does now, come see me." "Okay thank you." Punk grabbed an ice pack and handed me it as we were walkng back. "Punk your up next." A guy in the back said as we were walking. "Alright thanks." He looked at me and I looked back at him. "Goodbye kiss?" He asked smiling down at me. I smiled back and he leaned down and kissed me. He walked away and I just watched him. "LOVE YOU!!!" I shouted. He turned around and smiled. "LOVE YOU TOO!!!" He shouted but even louder than I did. I smiled and walked to the locker room icing my wrist. "You and him have such a strange relationship." Kat said appearing out of nowhere. I was confused and just looked at her. "The hell did you come from?" I asked. "My parents." She said I rolled my eyes at her. "Smart ass." I said. "I'm not being a smart ass Im being sarcastic." She stuck her tongue out at me and I rolled my eyes again. "What happened to your hand?" She asked. "I was in the match top rope huricarana and slammed it on the mat as I was landing it." "Damn, does it hurt?" "Not anymore thank God. Punk forced me to get it checked out, kinda glad he did tell me to." "That's interesting, I'm gonna go find my fiancee goodbye." She said walking right past me. "Later." I said going into the locker room and once I walked in I saw John had Nikie pushed up against the wall about to kiss her. "WOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAH!!! NOT IN HERE!!!" I yelled nearly mortified. "Every fucking time someone has to walk in." John said. "Well John boy, thats what happens when we decided to share one huge ass locker room." "Huge ass?" Nikie asked. "Yes a huge ass." "Who had a huge ass?" Jamila asked walking in with Heather and Alex. "Someone out in the world." I said. They all just rolled their eyes at me.

(Later around 1:30 at the hotel)

"How's the wrist?" Punk asked me as he he came out of the bathroom on his gym shorts and a white tanktop sitting on the bed with me. "It doesn't hurt at all." I smiled at him. "See what happens when you listen to me? Good things happen I've told you that from the begining." "Really cause I don't remember." I said sticking my tongue out at him. "God, I love it when you do that!" He exclaimed. "Yeah what you did before when you did that you damn tongue piericng cut my tongue." "Seriously? It did?" He asked. "Yeah look!" I said sticking my tongue out. "Oh that's interesting." I stuck my tongue back in my mouth. "Not really it-" He cut me off and kissed me. He broke away the kiss and smiled at me. "Well, thanks for interrupting me." I said. "Sorry I couldn't resist." "As I was saying it hurt." I frowned at him. "Aww, poor you." He put his arm around me and I snuggled up next to him and fell asleep. These next few days are gonna be fun.

To be continued...

Dear readers, so kinda ignore the last author's note I wrote you in the pervious one. Except the Big Time Rush concert. I'm still going to that on SATURDAY, not Sunday. I have no idea why I wrote sunday, oh yeah it was late when I typed that haha. So anyways, this whole episode will be FOUR yes number 4, parts long. Because think about it, France, Switzerland, England and Italy. FOUR places. Oh yeah I'm a genuis thinking of this. *happy dance* haha :P so these will all be up soon, I wanna finish this whole epsiode by... October... late October early November. School starts this Wednesday and I wanna try to focus on that and try to do my best this year, cause I can do ALOT better then I did the previous year. And wow, this note it long. :3 yeah so hope you enjoyed this. bye guys see ya! :D<3