SCENE 001: A DANGEROUS ALLIANCE

Scene: The tower clock struck 5:00 pm and Stephanie McMahon raised her right arm to peer at the expensive gold watch that decorated her wrist. He was late. But Stephanie found absolutely no surprise in that fact. Lately Chris Jericho had been having quite a tough time keeping track of time, and to make matters worse he absolutely refused to wear the watch that Stephanie had tried to force him into wearing. He was such a stubborn Canadian bastard. But that's why Stephanie liked him so much. Chris Jericho may be a stubborn one, but he was also smart. Jericho had the brain power, much like Stephanie herself. A small smirk began to tug at the corners of Stephanies lightly glossed lips as her gaze fixated upon the outline of a man that was headed in her direction. Could it be the man who supposed to meet her here nearly half an hour ago? As the silohette came closer, Stephanie's face fell in disappointment. No, it wasn't Chris Jericho. The man walked past her, and she scowled nastily at him as he tipped his hat in a friendly greeting. Chris being late had managed to put Stephanie into a foul mood, which wasn't really that hard of a thing to do. Oh, he was going to get it. Stephanie was at the point where she wanted nothing more than to stick her foot so far up his ass that he'd be tasting it for weeks. The brunette beauty had been just about to give up and throw the towel in. She turned around, dropping her arms to her side in sheer irritation. And that's when she felt it.. the unexpected touch of a hand landing upon her shoulder. It startled Stephanie, and she whirled around quickly, ready to strike like a predatory tiger. Her right hand raised into the air, and she was about to bring it crashing down upon flesh when Chris Jericho raised his own arm up over his face in attempts to shield himself from a McMahon's instinctive rage. As soon as Stephanie realized who it was, she lowered her arm and let out an irritated sigh. Finally! Jericho lowered his arm as well, staring expectantly at Stephanie.

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Well, it's nice to see you too, Stephy-Baby. You're so excited to see me that you were going to leave a big red mark on my face?

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: If I did leave a mark, Chris Jericho, you most definitely would have deserved it! You're a half an hour late! I was just about to forget this whole thing, turn around, and leave your sorry ass hanging!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: I definitely feel the love, Steph. I feel the love.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: So tell me, Chris. Why are you late? And it better be a damn good excuse or you're going to be really sorry!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: You're already pissed off, so why does it matter how lame my excuse is? Besides, I don't have to explain myself to you. Incase you've forgotten, I am the King of World!

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: And I am the biggest bitch in the world, so you'd better watch it!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: I'd better watch it? Stephy-Baby, I think you'd better watch it! I'm here to help you, not vice versa.. And you're damn lucky too. Getting a Living Legend to help you out is no easy feat, jerky!

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Don't call me jerky.. And don't you dare call me Stephy-Baby! I'm not your baby! This is strictly a business relationship. I am no one's "baby" and you better not forget that!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Oh, Stephy-Baby.. I love it when you're angry. Your cheeks flush. But on another note, who says I have to help you? I could just leave you hanging, Steph.. and then where would you be? Once again, you would be a bottom feeding trash bag ho!"

Scene: Stephanie's eyebrows narrowed as she scowled at Chris. Damn, he was infuriating. It was really a wonder how Stephanie didn't have him brutally strangled by now. Straightening our her skirt, she inhaled deeply. Peering up, Stephanie noticed that Jericho's eyes were trailing over her perfectly curved hips. Ugh. What a pervert. A small smirk began to creep across her lips as a lightbulb light up inside of her brain. Of course, why didn't she think of it before? She could use her seductive beauty to try and get Chris to cooperate. Stephanie leant forward, her eyes meeting Chris's briefly. Then she ran her tongue across her lips slowly.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Don't forget, Chris. We're here for me now. The DWO is my thing. I know you're the Living Legend, and I know how incredibly talented you are. Wouldn't it be a shame for your intelligence to go to waste?"

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Oh no, Stephanie! I can see through this one. I've been around you for way too long. You're not fooling me, assclown!

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Do me a favor and shut the hell up!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Why the hell should I?!?

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Because..

Scene: Dammit. Jericho was tougher to crack than Stephanie had anticipated. But Stephanie loved a challenge, and she wasn't discouraged by Chris's stubborn actions in the least bit. Stephanie could be just as stubborn, if not, more. Leaning in close to Chris's ear, she brought her lips so close that they brushed against the lobe.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Because, Chris.. I'll make it worth your while. I promise. Have I ever let you down? Okay, wait. You'd better not answer that one.

Scene: Chris shivered upon the contact that was established between the two of them. Stephanie was such a bitch, but she could be so enchanting at the same time. Sometimes it was just too hard for him to tell her no. It was a combination of that, and the fact that he couldn't shake the way he felt about her. Stephanie McMahon was a totally different race of her own. Chris had never met another woman that had ever even come close to her before. Fortunately for himself, he doubted that Stephanie realized the way he felt about her, and perhaps it was a good thing that she didn't because he knew she'd only use it to her advantage. Stephanie noticed his shiver and she smirked even wider, moving away from him.

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Okay, Stephy-Baby you win. But you'd better not make me look like a total assclown. The very first time you make me look like an idiot, I'm packing my bags. I don't become the champeeee-own baybay for nothing, you know!

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: I know, I know. Chris, with you beside me, there's no way this can fail. I am the dominant bitch and you are the alpha male when it comes to the wrestling world. All of those pathetic women who have signed contracts have no idea what they've gotten themselves into. They're all going to have to come face to face with me sooner or later.. and just like the woman before them, they're going to fall miserably.

Scene: Now a rather sadistic grin was clinging to Stephanie's beautiful face, and it was really beginning to creep Chris out. Stephanie McMahon was a very dangerous woman. After a few moments, the grin was wiped away from her face and she peered over at Jericho. Then Stephanie lifted her wrist and glanced down at the watch. They'd wasted enough time. There were still a few more things to take care of before the Billion Dollar Takeover could begin. Motioning for Chris to follow her, Stephanie began to cross the square, heading back to the vehicle in which would carry them to their next scheduled destination.



SCENE 002: LET'S JUST PISS YOU OFF!

Scene: She hated it. She absolutely couldn't stand it. No matter how hard she tried, Stephanie McMahon just couldn't seem to shake off the label of being Daddy's Little Girl. It infuriated her unlike anything else in the whole world. She wasn't Vince's little girl anymore. In fact, she was far from it. How many times would she have to prove it? What would she have to do to get her point across once and for all? Stephanie McMahon was her own woman. She answered to no one, and she was tired of being dismissed as merely Daddy's Little Girl.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: I am so sick of this! How dare that low life imbecile talk to me in such a manner! I am not some little girl that will take to being shoved around!

Scene: Stephanie was in the process of impatiently pacing back and forth in front of the couch in which Chris Jericho was perched upon. His feet were lifted and planted on the coffee table that was seperating the two of them. Stephanie's chocolate brown eyes darted towards Chris's dirty sneakers and a low growl escaped from the back of her throat.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Chris! Get your scummy feet off of the table! I didn't pay a lot of money for this private locker room just for you to make everything look like a damn pig sty!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Woah, I think you need to take a major chill pill, Junior! And while you're at it, I think you should get your panties out of a knot. That assclown didn't know what the hell he was talking about anyways.

Scene: As Chris spoke, Stephanie watched him reluctantly remove his feet from the coffee table. There was an instant feeling of satisfaction rising up within her. Of course he removed his feet, she had him eating out of the palm of her hand already. Oh sure Chris protested and talked a lot of trash, but she knew he wouldn't back out on her. If he wasn't afraid to, he should be. Stephanie continued to pace, that pissed off look still clinging to her face.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: I understand a lot of people don't like me, and quite frankly, I don't really care who likes me and who doesn't! But respect is a completely different issue! I demand respect, Chris! And I swear I will get it if it's the last thing I do around here!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: I know it, Steph. I respect you.. most of the time. When you don't piss me off.. and you're not being an assclown.. or a bottom feeding trash ba---

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: ENOUGH! I get the picture, Chris! The point is, that guy back there had absolutely NO RIGHT to sit here and tell me that I'm not going to get anywhere in my career because I'm known as Daddy's Little Girl!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Well, he is right.. You are known as Daddy's Little Girl.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Well I'm not anymore! And I'm sick and tired of people underestimating me! I was a good Smackdown! general manager in the WWE! I'm smart, I can hold my own! You've seen it!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: I know you can, but it's not easy to shake a bad name once someone's given it to you. Trust me, I know from experience. And what does it matter to you if people underestimate you, Steph? The way I see it, that's your advantage! If people think you can't do anything, they're going to let down your guard and it'll give you an easier chance to win.

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: I know that! But that's so fucking boring! People like Trish Stratus can walk out into the bosses office and get an instant free ride to the top. Well, it's not going to be so easy for these divas this time. They're in for a rude awakening, Chris. I'm going to be the first Universal champion, and there is nothing anyone can do about it!

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Of course you are, Stephy-Baby.

Scene: Finally Stephanie stopped pacing and stared down at Chris. He peered up at her and instantly he knew the wheels were turning in her head. Any second now Stephanie would spit out some michievious, ingenious idea to dominate the entire DWO and Chris knew he'd be wheeled into the whole thing. He sighed softly, and watched the woman in front of him move around the coffee table and take a seat next to him upon the couch. Stephanie placed her open palm upon the couch and leant forward, staring Chris dead in the eyes. What was she thinking?

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Chris.. Why are you always calling me Stephy-Baby?

Scene: Oh shit. Chris shifted uncomfortably. Stephanie continued to stare at him expectantly.

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: Because I know if bothers you. If it bothers you, I love it, jerky! Would you rather me call you bottom feeding trash ba--

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Stephy-Baby's fine, Chris!

Scene: Her answer was short and quick, irritation spilling from the few words she had spoken. Chris knew he'd irritated her, but Stephanie would just have to deal with it. Stephanie exhaled and stood up from her position on the couch. Chris was such an asshole! And she wasn't stupid, either. Stephanie knew there was something else going on with Chris, and she also knew that he had not the faintest idea that she suspected something. Stephanie decided she'd keep it that way for now.

[LIVING LEGEND] Chris Jericho: That's right, it better be!

[PRINCESS] Steph McMahon: Chris, do me a favor... And shut the hell up.

Scene: Chris grinned at her triumphantly, thinking he'd won this battle. But Stephanie knew better.. she'd won it. She had Chris Jericho right where she wanted it, and the way she saw it, absolutely nothing could go wrong at this point. Not a damn thing. Stephanie shook her head and turned her back towards Chris, heading towards the door.

Info

Diva Name: Stephanie McMahon
Nickname: Billion Dollar Princess
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 135lbs
Hometown: Greenwich, Connecticut
Alignment: Heel
Trademark: Bitch Slap
Finisher: Billion Dollar Pedigree
Manager: Chris Jericho
Accomplishments: WWE Womens Champion [1x]

Match Record 0-0-0
Next Match: Stephanie vs ???
Stipulation: None

People Beaten: ???
Beaten By ???

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