{Disclaimer: The Almighty God of Wrestling Vince McMahon owns the WWF. I just
write fanfiction. Oh! I own Lulla, too.}
"Geez, Steph. When I left you were typing away at the computer, and I am now back and you’re in the same position I left you in." Shane scolded his younger sister. Stephanie looked up from the laptop she was using and grinned childishly. "That’s not true. I went to the bathroom an hour ago."
Shane set down his keys and sighed. "Stephanie, listen to me. You’re working your ass way too hard." Stephanie groaned and slammed her keyboard. "My ass is just fine. Damn it!" She shouted. "HEY!" Shane screamed. "That’s my laptop!"
"Well, if you have hard earned money like you say you do, then why couldn’t you buy a decent laptop!" Stephanie shut the top down tightly. "I need a vacation." She moaned and grabbed her head. "I’ll say you do."
Stephanie cleared her throat and held her head up high again. "No. I will not back down from pressure. The Alliance needs me, I need the Alliance! I need- a Tylenol." She moaned and plopped down onto the couch.
"Steph, as co owner of the Alliance, I demand you take a vacation and relax." Shane declared. His sister sprang back up. "RELAX? Never! I am a hardworking woman, I sacrifice to get the job done, I- am so tired!"
Shane rolled his eyes. "You are exactly like Dad." Stephanie stuck her tongue out. She picked up the newspaper and flipped around. "Oh, there’s a carnival coming." She noted. Shane grinned. "Perfect!" He shouted.
"Oh no, Shane McMahon. I am not letting you drag me to another one of those cheap, lame fairs." Stephanie stood her ground. "I’ll buy you cotton candy," Shane said. "I am so there!" Stephanie squealed.
Her brother rubbed his hands together. "It’ll be great! Just like the last time we went when we were kids. I went on the roller coaster, and you were too scared to go, so I just pushed you on and you threw up all over yourself."
"Try NOT to bring back the good memories, Shane." Stephanie retorted. "The carnival is only going to be there Thursday," She pouted. "We have to do Smack!down. Stupid live show…" She mumbled. Shane grinned. "We don’t have to go…"
Stephanie grinned. "Yeah! Screw the Alliance! I am going to a Carnival."
* "This is…Interesting." Stephanie mumbled. The carnival was just a few booths, and old, rusty rides. "I cannot believe I spent ten bucks to get into this crap fest." Shane looked around. "There’s Lulla, the psychic."
"Isn’t that a Hawaiian dance?" Stephanie asked her intellectual brother. "No, that’s the HULA." Shane rolled his eyes. "Let’s go say hello." Shane pulled on his Stephanie’s blouse. "Let her see you’re future," He said in a mysterious voice.
Stephanie snorted. "Please. I don’t buy into that hocus pocus crap. I have to pay some kook five dollars for her to tell me something that’s not even going to happen." Lulla, overhearing their conversation, grinned. "It’s free." Stephanie sat down on the chair. "Read my palm!"
"Wait a minute, Stephanie." Lulla said. Stephanie grinned. "How did you know my name?" Lulla smiled. "I watch RAW." Stephanie’s smile flattened. "Oh." She glanced at Shane and mouthed, "hocus pocus junk."
Shane shook his head. "Okay… Now. I don’t read palms." Lulla told Stephanie. Steph made a face. "Then what do you do? Do you get ‘visions?’ " She used her two index fingers to make quotation marks.
"No. I have a crystal ball." Lulla took a large glass ball from under the table. She placed Steph’s hands on it. "Close your eyes." She ordered. She moved Steph’s hand around the glass and got an image.
Lulla grinned. "All right. Open your eyes and take your hands off the glass." Stephanie did as she was told. "Okay, here’s what I see…"
*
"Chris! Breakfast is ready!" Stephanie laid two pieces of toast and an egg on a blue dish. A blonde man scurried down the stairs. "Morning, Beautiful." Stephanie smiled and stuck her cheek out for Chris Jericho to kiss.
Jericho took a seat at the table. "I love the way that ring looks on your finger, Mrs. Jericho." He smiled. Stephanie squealed. "Yes, it does look rather nice." She leaned over the table and kissed him.
* "I AM GOING TO MARRY CHRIS JERICHO?!" Stephanie screamed at Lulla. Lulla smirked. "It’s sexual tension, dear. It’ll come out soon."
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" Stephanie ran away, screaming.
Chris Jericho smiled at Lulla. "Tell me my future." Lulla grinned. "Just sit down, close your eyes, and place your hands on the glass ball."
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