This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe
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Randy Orton walks around backstage after Wrestlemania 22 goes off, dejected that he lost the triple threat match for the World Heavyweight championship. Dressed in his wrestling tights, Randy slams his fists down on top of a equipment trunk, then picks up a back-up video camera and smashes it against a wall over and over again, blowing off his frustration. No one goes near him, feeling that he got what he deserved for how he got into the triple threat match. The only person who does seem to take notice is Raw's ring announcer Lilian Garcia who starts to walk towards him.
Lilian bites down on her bottom lip as she casually approaches Randy "Ummm Randy..." Lilian says as she places her hands on the back of his shoulders trying to calm down the young, cocky Superstar "Vince McMahon is due back from Production any minute...and you don't want to be seen causing any trouble, do you?" Lilian asks as she dressed in a jean skirt and a red nicely fitting tank top.
Randy manages to hurl the camera five feet down the hall way and what's left of it breaks on it impact, "SO FUCKING WHAT! I just got fucked out in front of the world by a fucking Mexican midget and a bald Olympic reject!" Randy yells, clearly upset.
Lilian puts her hands up and gently places them on Randy's chest that is dripping of sweat from his grueling match at WrestleMania 22 "Randy...Randy please just calm down...you know how upset Mr. McMahon gets when someone's acting out of order..."
Randy calms down a little, "I don't care... I told the fucking world that I was going to get the World Heavyweight title... and what happened... they change the match after I earned it... and fucked me over!" Randy appears to go from an extremely angry mood to an extremely depressed one in a matter of moments.
Lilian removes her hands from Randy's chest "Randy it's really ok...I'm sure you'll get another shot at the title...you're still young..."
"No it's not... Vince is putting me on god damn suspension for no good reason..." Randy says as he looks down, "Just because I'm not Mr. Popular backstage..." Randy shakes his head, "It's not fucking fair..."
Lilian pauses and then nods her head "Well...that is somewhat true, you're not very well liked..." Lilian replies with a weak smile.
"So what.... The Rock got all the same breaks I did and he's popular backstage... when he bothers to come back..." Randy folds his arms.
Lilian folds her arms and looks down a bit "You're just being bitter...but what if I made you...feel a bit better?"
Randy looks at Lilian with a raised eyebrow, "And how would you go about doing that?" He asks, feeling a bit better that Lilian seems to care.
Lilian smiles and shrugs her shoulders a bit "Ohhh.... I don't know, just anything that might make all your problems go away..."
"Lilian... thanks... but you singing is not going to make me feel better..." Randy says as he looks at her.
Lilian blushes and laughs a little "I can do more then sing, Randy.." Lilian pauses and smirks slightly "I see...you just don't know me...at all..."
Randy can't help but smile, and then laugh a little at Lilian's reply, "All right Lilian... I'll bite... just... how can you make me feel better than I do right now?"
Lilian unfolds her arms "Well Randy, why don't you follow me and maybe you'll find out..." Lilian replies with a smile.
"All right..." Randy says with a smile, "I'll admit... you got me curious... and I want to find out..." Randy adds as he starts to follow Lilian when she starts to walk.
Lilian looks back at Randy over her shoulder as he follows her "Your locker room nearby?"
"Yeah... the cramped little closet they gave me for tonight is right down there..." Randy points ahead of Lilian in the direction of where the SmackDown superstars get dressed.
Lilian smiles weakly and then shrugs "Ehhh...it'll do, I guess."
Randy raises an eyebrow, "Do for what?" Randy asks as he continues to follow the beautiful ring announcer down the corridor.
Lilian smiles once again over her shoulder as she looks back at him "Randy... you'll see."
"All right..." Randy nods his head, not catching on at all to what Lilian may have in mind. The two of them walk a bit quietly to his locker room, even though a lot of the backstage personal and other WWE wrestlers and divas have already left for the Wrestlemania Post-Party.
Lilian stops at an intersection of the hallway and looks back at Randy "Ok... which one is your's?"
"This one over here..." Randy replies as he points to the door that leads into his locker room.
Lilian smiles as she approaches the locker room "Ohhh...I think this one will do." Lilian says as she pushes the locker room door open.
Randy shrugs, "Well it's cramped... I'm telling you I got the big screw job when it came to locker room assignments... fucking Torrie's dog got a bigger room than I did..."