"So, since Jeff defended Trish, he wants to hook
up with her?"

"Why the hell are you bringing *that* up?"

"Weeeell...just saying..."

"What?"

"What are our faithful viewers to believe about
your intentions when you defended me from
Austin?"

"I think you're giving these people way too much
credit."

"But that *is* what your intention was..."

"How are they gonna figure that out?  We're just
friends to them!"

"Not all of them think of it that way..."

"What's *that* supposed to mean?"

"Ooooh nothing..."

"Michael..."

"You really don't want to know."

"Oh yeah, I do."

"You really don't..."

"Michael, just tell me what the hell you're
talking about!"

"Do you ever get on the internet?"

"Not really..."

"Well.  I do."

"And???"

"Well, I decided to see what people were saying
about me and you, like, what they think of us as
a commentating team..."

"Yeah?"

"So I went to a search engine and typed in
Michael Cole and Tazz."

"Keep going..."

"I found the usual 'Michael Cole is an idiot, why
is Tazz doing commentary instead of wrestling,
etc.'...but I also found other things."

"Yeah, like?"

"Well apparently, you aren't the only one who
thought it would be a good idea for us to hook
up."

"Mike.  You're talking in riddles.  What the hell
are you talking about?"

"Pages for people's personal journals came
up...there are people writing about how cute we
are together.  There was even an entire page
devoted to us as a couple!"

***AUTHOR'S NOTE!***

Yes, this wonderful page DOES exist!  Not Every
Thug Needs A Lady... at
http://www.oocities.org/mikeytazz/

***end cheesy plug, back to cheesy story***

"You are fucking kidding me."

"Nope.  Apparently they think we look adorable
together.  They love seeing us on Smackdown and
Heat.  Apparently we give off *slashy vibes* like
crazy."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"It means we act like we're a couple."

"Oh my God."

"Hey...wonder if they realize how close to the
truth they are?"

"I'm sure they only think it could be true in
their wildest dreams.  And if they think we look
like a couple on-camera...what do you think
they'd think if they saw this?"

Pete grabbed Michael around the waist and pulled
him close, pressing their lips together, running
his tongue along Michael's lips, Michael parting
his lips to invite Pete's tongue into the warm
heat of his mouth.  Their tongues playing against
each other, Pete's hands running slowly up and
down Michael's back, Michael's arms wrapping
around Pete's neck.  They seemed to stay that way
for hours before breaking apart.

"Well if seeing that is half as good as being a
part of it...I don't think they'd be in a
position to think much of anything at all."
Michael wasn't really, himself...

Pete laughed.  "Probably so...but right now, I'm
ready to forget about that...so how about we pick
up where we left off elsewhere?"

Michael sighed contentedly and grabbed Pete's
hand.  "Lead the way, baby."

THE END!!!!!!