Written By Lady Cat and Lady B
Chapter 1 -Lady Cat
Vince had had enough of the attitude or lack there of, of the wrestlers as of late. It seemed a virus of sorts had gone through both the men's and women's locker rooms. Not the normal virus, but a "I don't give a shit" virus. They were getting fat, lazy, clumsy, and didn't care whether Vince liked it or not. After the last RAW, he couldn't stand any more. He called a meeting of the Board and had JR attend.
At the meeting Vince told the board what had been going on and had JR reiterate. He showed them the last four tapings of RAW and Smackdown.>[? "As you see gentlemen, and lady (nodding to Linda), we have to do something and do it now before we go under. They're getting fat, lazy, ungainly in their matches. They wrestle only a couple of minutes and their huffing and puffing."
"They've quit working out at the gyms," JR added. "Our seamstresses are having a rough time keeping up having to let out their costumes. Big Show came out to do a match on one of the RAW's, and in the middle of the match his trunks split wide open. It wasn't a pretty sight, blubber everywhere." JR shivered to emphasize his point. "The audience gagged and so did I." Vince closed his eyes, envisioning the horror. He quickly opened them back up. "I've come up with a possible solution to get them in shape - dancing."
The Board members looked at each other, then at Vince, thinking he had lost his mind. "Yes - dancing. In fact, ballet. I've done some checking around and have found a ballet school that suits our needs. It's located in Philadelphia. The woman who runs it is known to be a tyrant when it comes to dancing, and doesn't take crap from anybody. There is also another woman there who, like the owner, won't take crap from anyone either. Of course, the school offers more than ballet, it has jazz, tap, and salsa, and she has other instructors in her employ. I've already talked with them and they've agreed to work with the wrestlers. Everything is set."
"What if the wrestlers don't take to the idea?" one of the members asked.
"They will, or else!" Vince replied.
The wrestlers were seated at ringside. "What does old big nose have to say?" Trips asked, sipping from his water bottle.
"I wouldn't be talking about big noses if I were you," Rock replied.
Trips went to spit on Rock when JR came out and told everyone to be quiet. Some of the wrestlers paid no attention. Vince came out and went to the ring, standing the middle, microphone in hand. "Ahem! If I could have everyone's attention, PLEASE!" The wrestlers stopped. Vince began pacing. "It has come to my attention that a "I don't give a shit" attitude has run rampant through you wrestlers. After looking at the last few tapes of RAW and Smackdown it has gone far beyond that. The final straw was seeing Big Show's FAT ASS popping out of his split trunks and flopping all over the place. (laughter from the wrestlers; Big Show crunched down in his seat.) You people are getting fat, lazy, clumsy, and quite frankly, ugly! I've decided to do something about it. Starting next week, all of you (pointing his finger at everyone) will be going to a ballet school I have found in Philadelphia."
There was silence. "Ballet school?" Austin yelled. "Ballet school," Vince replied. Devon stood up and started doing small leaps, which cracked everyone up.
"This is a joke, right, Vince?" Taker asked.
"Do you see me smiling?"
Everyone got quiet again as Devon sat down.
"I have contracts with me, which you will sign, and which state that each of you will attend class. I mean, EVERY class. Missing even one will result in losing TV time or quite possibly, a cut in your salary. There are no ifs, ands, or buts about it. JR will hand out the contracts for you to sign. I would suggest you do." Vince climbed out of the ring and left.
The wrestlers began talking among themselves. "Vince wouldn't do that, would he? He's just joking," Austin said.
"Don't forget Austin, you're on his shit list for not showing up for a couple of shows," Taker said. "And you Trips, wrestle like a walking corpse."
"What about you? Look at your beer gut!" Trips snorted.
"Ballet school? That means tights and tutus!" Kane moaned.
"What? You mean we'd be wearing sissy stuff?" Bradshaw frowned.
"I can just see Big Show in a tutu!" Molly laughed.
"Funny!" Big Show sneered. "What about your fat ass?"
Molly stomped away, her face red.
JR handed out the contracts to all the wrestlers. After reading them, the wrestlers concluded Vince was serious and signed them, not wanting to lose any TV time or have their salaries cut. After they had handed back the contracts, JR gave them the address of the school. "You start Monday morning, 8:00 sharp!" At that statement everyone groaned and left the arena.
Chapter 2 - Lady B
“There is no fucking way I’m wearing a pink tutu” Taker grumbled as he got on his motorcycle and revved it up. He took off like a mad man from hell still mumbling to himself.
Kane sat down in his locker room after packing his gear. He put his head in his hands and thought “How the hell am I going to explain it to anyone when they see me, the Big Red Machine, doing pirouettes?”. He got up, snatched his stuff and stomped out of the locker room.
“Vince has got to have gone mad if he thinks that I, the Big Show, am going to put on tights and attempt to do flying leaps on a hardwood floor” Show said as he thumped his chest.
“Oh shut the hell up, Show” Nash replied as he looked at him with a scowl on his face. “If it wasn’t for you falling out of your costume, we wouldn’t be going through this. I’m a little too old and too well known to have to go to a dance school, especially a ballet school. I don’t need any charm or posture. I’m Kevin Nash, damn it, and that should suffice”. He said as he pounded his fist against the table in their locker room.
Shawn Michaels and X-Pac were doing their best not to laugh in the corner, but you could hear the snickers coming from that particular area.
At that precise instant, Goldust decided to enter the nWo locker wearing a pink tutu and ballet slippers. “Are you ready to do this?” he asked. Show took one look at him, grabbed him by the back of his tutu and threw him out of the locker room.
“is my ass really that big” Molly said to no one in particular in the locker room. She received a resounding “Yeah!”. She lowered her head and walked out of the locker room resigned to attend the class.
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Monday morning found an assortment of cars, vans, trucks and motorcycles parked in front of the “Philadelphia Academy of Dance”.
The wrestlers were assembled inside in the auditorium and were all talking. Betty and her assistant, Cat, came out and stood on the stage. Betty had a mike in her hand and called for attention. No one paid her any mind until Taker stood up and looked at everyone. “Remember why we are here” he said and then sat down.
Betty introduced herself and Cat. “Welcome to the Philadelphia Academy of Dance. I and Cat are here to help you in anyway that we can. We will help you with nutrition and weight loss, by any means necessary. You are here to be brought down to an acceptable weight and size” Betty said. “Vince has instructed me to put you all into the dormitories located upstairs to make sure you follow instructions. You will eat in the dining room on the premises and will only be allowed to leave to attend your shows, and then, only while being accompanied by myself or Cat. Guys, I know that you were all forced to be here, but it’s for your own good and its up to you how long you are here” Betty added. “Now if you will follow my assistant, she will show you to the locker rooms and we can begin” Betty said to everyone.
They followed Cat to the locker rooms and ten minutes later they were all in the big dance room in workout clothes.
“Now, let’s get something straight” Betty said as she looked around at everyone. She approached Taker. “I know that the ring is your yard, but this room is my yard. do we understand each other?” she asked as she came face to chest with Taker.
Taker looked down at her and smirked.
“Now that we understand each other, let’s begin. Everyone stand in front of the mirror sideways. Do you like what you see?” Betty asked as everyone did what she asked. Goldust was trying to hold his stomach in so much, that he almost fainted.
Show looked at himself and turned away. Taker and Nash took one look in the mirror and then at each other in shock.
Kane was in a corner trying not to be too visible as he exhaled and stood sideways.
Rock and HHH were standing against the glass, not even bothering to look at themselves.
“Now by the time I’m finished with you all, you will not be embarrassed to look at yourselves in the mirror. As of right now, all fried foods are out of your diet” she said. Buh Buh and Devon, groaned.
“Beer is off limits” She continued. “I’m out of here” Bradshaw said and started walking towards the door. Taker moved in front of the exit. “Come on now buddy. You don’t want to lose your contract or t.v. time” Taker said as he glared at Betty over Bradshaw’s head.
Betty continued to tell them about their diet and exercising. Once she was done, she turned to Cat. “Care to put them through their paces?” Betty said. “Sure” Cat replied. She headed over to the stereo system located on the wall, turned it on. She then turned to everyone and said “Lets begin”.
Chapter 3 - Lady Cat
Cat walked to the front. "What we will be doing will be warm-ups and aerobic exercises. Now, let's begin."
For the next hour, the group did stretches and then a light aerobic workout. Betty watched, shaking her head as the wrestlers huffed and puffed their way through. Cat stopped the music and told them to take a five-minute break. "Looks like we have our work cut out for us," Betty said.
"We sure do," Cat nodded, sipping her water.
The wrestlers were leaning against the wall, their chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath. "What time is it?" Rikishi asked, wiping the sweat on his brow. Angle looked at his watch, then shook it and looked at it again. "It says 9:00."
"What? We've been here only an hour!" D'Von rolled his eyes.
"Man, I didn't think I was that out of shape," Rock puffed.
"How long are we going to be here? I'm getting hungry," Buh Buh asked.
Taker went over to Cat and Betty. "How long do these classes last?"
"You've been here only an hour. What's the matter, big boy, can't take it?" Cat smiled. "We're just getting started."
Taker was going to say something but walked away mumbling to himself.
"Well?" Kane asked.
"That damn woman as much said I was a wuss and couldn't take it!" he scowled. He looked at Cat from the corner of his eye. No one had ever called him a wuss and gotten away with it.
Cat called the wrestlers back to the middle of the stage. "Okay you wanna be dancers. I was just asked how long classes last. Classes start at 8:00 in the morning and last till 4:00 p.m. each day. Besides, ballet, you will also learn tap dancing, jazz, salsa, and for you women, belly dancing. You will get two fifteen-minutes breaks and one hour for lunch and dinner, which Betty and I will strictly enforce. I would suggest that you be on time for classes. If even one of you is late, that makes all of you late, which will entail an extra 15 minutes of class time."
The wrestlers looked at Cat with open mouths. "Now that that is understood, lets begin with the introduction to the barre, b-a-r-r-e, which is the long extension you are standing by. Two hours each day will be spent doing various exercises such as the arabesque, attitude, en croix, dogage and battement tendu."
"Arab-ass-what?" Angle scratched his head.
"Choose your spot at the barre as that will be your spot from now on. For now we will be learning the five basic foot positions. Here is the first." Cat pointed her toes to the side, her heels touching. "Okay, now you do it."
Cat went to each wrestler watching as they did the first position, correcting as she went. She came to where the big men were, noticing some of them were having a bit of a problem. "Look at your feet," she told them. "I can't see over my stomach," was Rikishi's reply. Cat wanted to laugh but shook her head instead and went on to where Trips, Big Show, Kane, and Taker were having a bit of a problem keeping their balance. "I can't keep my balance," Trips said, weaving back and forth. "Why don't you hang on to the barre. That's what it's there for," she said. Trips gave her an exasperated look. "Well, you didn't say anything about holding on to the damn thing!"
Cat went back to the middle of the stage. "I could go for a bar myself, but not this kind," Bradshaw whispered. "So could I," Kane said.
For the rest of the morning the group practiced the first position before going on to the next. By now the other instructors had entered and were watching from the corner, laughing to themselves. knowing they were going o have fun. At 11:30, Betty said it was time for lunch.
"Oh, thank God!" Buh Buh sighed.
The wrestlers entered the cafeteria, anxious for lunch. The bigger men got in line first. One could imagine the disappointment on their faces when they were handed their plates. On each plate was 3 sprigs of steamed broccoli, 2 oz. of tuna, 1 piece of fruit, 1/2 pint of skim milk. They looked at their plates and then at the servers. "Is this all we get?" Bradshaw asked. "Where's the beef?"
"No beef," Betty said.
"I can't eat this shit! I'll starve to death!" Big Show moaned.
Cat happened to walk by. "By the looks of the most of you, it won't be any time soon. Attention, everyone! Part of the rules of the Academy is that everyone be dressed in proper attire for class. When you are through, you will go with Betty and I to the fitting room to be outfitted for class. Once you have them on, return to the classroom."
The group grumbled their way through lunch. Rock looked around to see if Betty and Cat were watching. "I don't know about you, but there's no way I'm going to eat this crap every day. I'm going to see if I can sneak out tonight and get us some real food. I saw an all night food joint not far from here. How many of you are with me?" All the guys at the table nodded their heads. "Good. I'll leave out about 11:00 o'clock and be back hopefully around 12."
After the trays were stacked, they followed Betty and Cat to the fitting area. The women went first, being measured and then given their packets and shoes. Molly did have a bit of a problem finding one to fit her as her behind was a bit bigger than the most, but luckily one was found. It was the men's turn next. The smaller wrestlers such as Spike, Edge, Christian, Matt, and Jeff were no problem. They were told to go to the dressing rooms to try them on. A couple of the male instructors, who happened to be wearing pink tights, came in the fitting room to ask Betty a question. Kane started mumbling when he saw them. "They had better not be expecting me to wear pink tights!"
Mr. McMahon had sent a couple of the company's seamstresses to the academy to help out in case there were any problems with the larger wrestlers. Rock, Trips, Test, Dvon, Buh Buh, and Austin went in first. A couple of minutes later they came out with their packages and were on their way to the men's dressing room. Kane took a good look and saw they were black. He inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Taker and Kane were next. "Looks like they'll have to wear the two piece outfits," one of the seamstresses said. After looking through the pile, she found a couple she thought would fit. "Here, try these on." The two men took their packages and went to the dressing room. Rikishi and Big Show were last. When they entered, the seamstresses starting giggling. "See the big one over there. He's the one that..." (she demonstrated what happened). The women started giggling again. One of them went to measure Rikishi and the other went to measure Big Show. The women yelled for bigger tape measures. "Stand with your legs apart so we can measure your inside leg," they both said to Rikishi and Big Show. "We are," they both replied, turning red in the face. One of the seamstresses shook her head. "Well, looks like we'll have to custom make theirs." "Where can we get enough material to cover asses that big!"
In the men's fitting room, the smaller wrestlers had left to go back to the stage. Taker and Kane looked at their outfits. "Damn, these things look like they're too small!" "They're supposed to stretch," Kane said. "At least it says so." They stripped and then began putting them on. After several grunts, they looked in the mirror. "Fuck this! No way am I going out there!" Taker yelled.
There was a knock. "Come one, guys. Time to get back to class." Taker and Kane looked at each other and shook their heads. "Taker! Kane! Come on!" Putting their hands in front of their privates they walked to the stage.
Betty and Cat had been told that Show's and Rikishi's outfits would have to be custom made and that it would take four days to get them done. "Okay, they can wear their other clothes for the time being," Betty said. "Now, where are Taker and Kane?"
Taker and Kane came on stage, their hands in front of their privates. "Is there something wrong?" Cat asked.
"These outfits are too tight!" Kane complained.
"Let's see," Cat said.
"I'm not going to show you," Taker said, embarrassed.
"Come on," she insisted. Taker and Kane reluctantly took their hands away. Cat's and Betty's eyebrows shot up. Every part was outlined and at attention. "Talk about gifted," Cat whispered. "Yeah," Betty agreed. Both women straightened up. "Okay, time to get back to class."
Chapter 4 - Lady B
The wrestlers returned grumbling back to the rehearsal room after lunch where one wall was covered by mirrors.
Betty waited for them in the center of the room. "Okay, everyone, back to your places so that we may start with the stretching exercises." She waited until they were in position. "Now, everyone face me and take one step away from the barre" she said. They did as she instructed. "Now the first exercise we will do will be touching your toes like this" she said as she and Cat demonstrated. "Those of you who can go further may do so, by placing your hands between your feet and behind you, like so" she said as she and Cat bent over and placed the palms of their hands between their feet on the floor as they were bent over, their heads between their legs as they did this.
Rock took one look at the women and whispered to Taker "I wouldn't mind being behind either one of them while they're in that position". "Neither would I" Taker added, positioning his head to peer at the women's shapely behinds, a huge smile on his face.
"Shit, I can't do that. I can't even see my feet" Rikishi said as he looked down.
"This is impossible" Show said as he attempted to bend over and his shorts rode down showing the crack of his ass.
"Hey check that out" Farooq said. "Show has finally cracked a smile". Everyone looked and laughed causing Show to turn beet red.
"Enough wise cracking" Betty said as she told them to continue to do the exercise in sets of 10. By the time Rikishi had attempted 2 he was red faced. Betty thought he was going to have a coronary.
"Okay" she said. Now lets try stretching your thigh muscles. You will stand at the barre, place your foot on it, like so and stretch towards your toes" she said as she and Cat demonstrated.
Triple H could barely get his foot on the barre. Forget Rikishi, he was on the floor huffing and gasping for air like a whale out of water after his two previous attempts at doing the bending exercises. Show, Taker, Kane, Test and Bradshaw had no problem putting their foot on the barre, but could not reach their toes. The smaller guys, Matt, Jeff, Edge, Christian, Benoit, Jericho, Crash and Spike had no trouble at all and were snickering every time they looked over at the big guys.
Taker gave them a look as if to say "Wait until I get you later" as he tried with all his might to reach his toes.
They continued with the stretching exercises for the rest of the afternoon and ended with a jog around the building.
Once they were done, they were shown back to their rooms to shower and change and get ready for dinner.
When they arrived at the dining hall, once again they lined up and were served 6 ounces of baked turkey, 4 stalks of steamed asparagus, a scoop full of mashed potatoes with no gravy, just a pinch of salt, a small container of skimmed milk and for desert 8 ounces of yogurt. They were so tired that they didn't complain about the food. They ate in silence and went upstairs to their rooms. Most of them fell on their beds and were sound asleep in a few seconds. Rikishi never made it to dinner and Cat had to bring him a tray upstairs and call for the doctor as he could not move out of bed.
At 10:30 Rock woke up with a rumbling in his stomach that rivaled Mt. Vesuvius. He got out of bed and walked around to the other guys. He got their orders for the diner down the road and tiptoed out of the room. He walked quietly down the hallway. He looked both ways before he made a beeline for the stairs. As he pushed the door, the fire alarm started ringing. "Oh shit! he said as he looked around and ran back to the room.
Everyone had to evacuate the building as Cat, Betty and the other trainers stood outside of the building as the firemen checked the building for smoke and fire. When none was found the okay was given to return to their rooms. It appears that someone tried to escape tonight" Betty said to Cat as they returned to the building.
'I see" said Cat as she raised an eyebrow. "Wonder who it was?" Cat asked, looking at the wrestlers as they returned to their rooms. "That we will never know, but we will do bed checks in the mornings and evenings from now on," Betty said.
"That's a good idea" Cat said, going back to her room.
Betty went to speak to the firemen as they reset the alarm.
Chapter 5 - Lady Cat
The wrestlers shuffled slowly to their rooms. Rock sat on the edge of the bed as the others laid down, his stomach still rumbling. "Damn! I'm hungry!" he growled.
"You're not the only one," Kane said as he got under the covers. "My mouth was all set at the thought of my teeth sinking into some tender, juicy fried chicken, with potatoes and gravy, biscuits loaded with butter, and apple pie with ice cream!"
"SHUT UP!" Bradshaw growled. "You talking about fried chicken doesn't help me any. I was all set for a big piece of juicy steak!"
"OOHH for a big double chocolate fudge cake!" Big Show drooling at the thought. The rest of the guys groaned and laid under the covers. "Tomorrow night we try again," Taker said.
"We can't go out the same way," Rock said.
"We won't," Taker replied.
A loud grunt followed by what sounded like a buzz saw made everyone sit up. "What the fuck was that?" Taker asked.
Kane sniffed. "Whheww shit! What is that smell?" fanning his hand at the same time.
"Damn!" Farrooq scrunched his nose.
"Smells like something crawled up someone's ass and died!" Nash commented.
Everyone looked at Big Show. "Hey, wasn't me," he said putting his hands out front.
The only one that hadn't commented was Rikishi, who did his best to act nonchalant as he laid there with his back to them. He turned over to see all eyes in the room were looking at him. "What?" All eyes were still on him. "Alright! When I get hungry I get gas."
"Next time, post a warning!:" Taker rolled over as Rock turned out the lights.
The next morning after a light breakfast of yogurt, fruit, granola, and skimmed milk, the group assembled in the main dance room. Assuming their regular places at the barre, they went through their routine of stretching and aerobic exercises. After their break B had them repeat the foot positions they had learned the day before. B looked at her watch. "It's time for lunch."
On their way to the lunch room, Taker told them he had come up with a scheme. Taking their trays to a table in a corner, Taker made sure none of the instructors were in earshot. "I've got an idea on how we can get some real food. Since we can't use the door, we'll go out the window. It's only a couple of floors down."
"Yeah, but none of us can fit through the windows!" Rock whispered.
"I know that, but one of the smaller wrestlers can."
"Just who do you have in mind?" Kane asked, chomping on a celery stick.
"Spike."
The guys were quiet for a bit. "Makes sense," Nash said. "But, will the little fart do it?"
"He'll do it, or else!" Taker emphasized by chomping hard on his carrot. "When we get a break this afternoon I'll talk to him about coming to the room tonight after everyone is asleep."
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When everyone returned to the dance room, they did an hour of aerobic exercise, after which they took a short break. After break, Cat got their attention. "This afternoon we're going to work on tightening up those flabby stomach muscles. As she was near Taker she patted his belly to emphasize the point. Taker sneered behind her back. She pointed to one of the instructors to put the tape in the player. "Now watch closely."
B and Cat began to undulate their bellies, moving with the music. The wrestlers just stood there, their mouths open. As they watched, little beads of sweat came out on their foreheads, their breaths coming faster. Bradshaw shook his head. "No way my ass can move like that." Taker and Rock groaned inwardly. "Is it me, or has it suddenly become warm in here?" Kane whispered. "No, it isn't just you," Taker answered. "Damn, I didn't think ....." He couldn't finish his sentence.
B and Cat stopped. "Okay, now everybody, let's try." B nodded for the music to begin, having some of the other instructors come over to help out. What the wrestlers didn't know was there was a hidden camera filming the session. If there had been any spectators there they would have had a field day laughing. Big Show and Rikishi tried, but it was like watching a sea of floating fat. Taker, Kane, Bradshaw, Nash and Rock had some success, but it was like seeing little waves of blubber. Big Show and Rikishi finally stopped and stood next to the wall, each holding their back. They were soon joined by the others. "Oh, my back!" Rikishi moaned. "How do they do that?" Rock watched in awe. "I don't know," Taker replied, shaking his head.
B had the group stop. "That will be all for today. Tomorrow we'll try again."
The class practiced their foot positions and barre exercises for the rest of the afternoon, ending with laps around the building. The wrestlers showered and dressed, going to the dining room for the evening meal. Taker got Spike's attention and had him come over to sit at the table. Taker explained what he had in mind. Spike shook his head. "I can't do that!" The other wrestlers at the table gave him low growls. "Do it or I'll make it miserable for you," Taker hissed. Spike pictured everything that could happen to him. He gulped and nodded.
"Be at the room by 10:30!"
After dinner, the wrestlers split up, some going to their rooms to read while the rest watched TV in the lounge. At 10:00 everyone turned in for the night. Spike waited till everyone was asleep, and tiptoed quietly across the hall. Once in the room, he was given the orders and the money. Rock and Nash had tied some sheets together and tied one end around Spike's waist. Opening the window, they lowered him to the sidewalk. Kane positioned himself at the window while the others sat and waited. Forty-five minutes later, Spike was back. Kane called the others over to the window. They hauled up the six giant bags of food, Spike last. The smell of fried chicken, ribs, and cheeseburgers permeated the room. The guys could hardly wait and tore into the bags. Spike waited. "Hey! Don't I get at least a leg!"
"Hell no!" Big Show replied as he greedily ate.
"Get the fuck out!" Bradshaw licked the bare rib bone.
Taker grabbed poor Spike by the collar. "And don't even think of tattling on us, or you know what happens." He then shoved Spike out of the room.
Like hungry wolves they attacked the food with relish. Kane moaned in sheer pleasure as he ate, stuffing biscuits in his mouth before going on to the potatoes and gravy and a bucket of fried chicken. Rock had dug into a huge mound of fries, slowly licking his fingers after every bite of chicken. Rikishi had ordered 3 slabs of ribs for himself along with a quart of baked beans. Farooq and Nash each had sunk their teeth into one of their five giant BBQ sandwiches with potato salad and French fries. Big Show was devouring his 3 slabs of beef ribs, plus 2 orders of chicken, and an apple pie. Bradshaw was busily cutting into two huge 14 oz. 2-inch thick T-Bones and 2 large baked potatoes, plus 2 six-packs of beer. Taker opened the first of four giant bags of Doritos and was sinking his teeth into the first of 4 Paul Bunyon cheeseburgers, and 3 2-liter bottles of soda.
While the gorge was on, Cat was having one of her sleepless nights. She got up and dressed to go to the dance room for a light workout, which always relaxed her. Having to pass the dorm rooms along the way, she decided to check up on the wrestlers. As she turned to do her first check, she began smelling BBQ. Following the odor, she stopped in front of the last room before she would go down the stairs to the studio. Finding the door was just slightly ajar, she pushed it open slightly and saw the gorging party. Backing away, she quickly ran to B's room and knocked. It was a couple of minutes before B answered.
"Get your robe on and follow me." was all Cat said.
B got her robe on and followed Cat to the room.
B's mouth dropped open then closed. The two quickly woke the others up, telling them to be quiet. After the groups had assembled, B had Cat kick open the door. The startled occupants stopped chewing in mid-stride, their faces, mouths and hands full of incriminating evidence.
"Well, well, look at this." Cat went from wrestler to wrestler, stopping in front of Taker. She shook her head and looked at B. "What do you suggest we do? It looks like there's plenty more in the bags."
B motioned her over and the two whispered. The assembled group looked at the guilty parties, some smirking, some drooling at the aroma, and some with nothing more than blank faces. B pointed to the guilty parties. "I want all of you to pick that up and follow Cat and I".
The guys put the food they had in the bags and followed B and Cat. As Taker passed, Spike snickered. "Serves you right!" Taker sneered in his face. The rest of the wrestlers followed closely. They were soon in the kitchen near the sinks. B motioned Rikishi over and pointed to the garbage disposal. You would have thought someone had shot him. "Nooo!" he pouted. "In there!" B sternly said. Whimpering like a small child, Rikishi dumped the contents of his bag into the disposal. With a gleeful smile, Cat turned it on; the sound of crushing bones filling the kitchen. B then pointed to Bradshaw, who shuffled over. Again there was the grinding noise. And so it was for the rest, Taker being last. As Cat flicked the switch on for the last time, Taker stood behind her back, his hands in position as if to choke her.
"Okay, everyone back to bed. Cat and I will decide in the morning as to what punishment to dole out."
Everyone was mumbling, giving the guilty parties dirty looks as they shuffled back to their rooms. Rikishi had become so upset, he let out a huge bang, making everyone scurry to their rooms.
Chapter 6 - Lady B
B had made a phone call when she returned to her room and the next morning there was a delivery with what she had requested.
Everyone awoke at the designated time, showered, and were downstairs eating breakfast. "I wonder what type of punishment they will come up with" Bradshaw said as he took a bite out of the whole wheat toast on his plate. "It can't be worse than what they have already put us through" Rikishi stated as he looked with disdain at the meager food on his plate and thought back to the rack of ribs he had in his hands the night before.
"Well, whatever it is it can't be physical or mental as they can't harm us, or Vince will have his troop of lawyers on them before they can blink" Hunter piped in. "Cut the shit, all of you" Taker growled. I don't plan on being put on any kind of punishment. I'm the big dog and there is no little puddle who will be able to best me" he growled. "Don't bet on it" Kane murmured and received a vicious look from Taker for that comment.
"Well, I'm going to try to get on B's good side" Rock said. "That may make the punishment easier and maybe get us some decent food" he added.
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"Okay. I think that will do it" B said into the phone. She got up from her desk with a smile and grabbed the tape from the VCR. She walked over to Cat's room and knocked on the door. "Come on Cat. I got it. Let's go see how they will react.
They walked down to the dance room and waited for the wrestlers to come down from breakfast. The other dance instructors were already in the room and there were several boxes on the table.
As they entered they were all talking at once. As they saw B and Cat standing by the desk they became quiet. The wrestlers took their positions by the barre and waited for them to start talking.
B started walking towards the wrestlers. "As I point to you, you will go over to the wall" B started. "You . . . you . . . you . . . you . . . you" she said as she pointed at Taker, Kane, Rikishi, Hunter and Rock. She continued to walk around the room until she had pulled out Bradshaw, Nash, Show, Buh Buh and all the culprits of the incident of the previous night.
"Apparently our seamstresses have been working overtime and have come up with something special for you guys" she said as she looked them up and down as she went past the wrestlers standing by the wall. "You gentlemen will proceed to the table and grab the box that will be handed to you. You will then come back and stand in the same spot you were previously in. Then I have something I want you all to see. After which, I will instruct you as to what will happen" Betty added.
The wrestlers shuffled up to the table and they were each given a sealed box with their name on it. They went back to their previous positions and one of the instructors pushed a t.v. with a video player which where on a rolling cart up to the front of the room. "Will everyone kindly sit down exactly were you are" B said. "Cat will you get the lights? she said as Cat went over and turned the lights down low. B pushed the play button on the remote and immediately Vince's face was on the screen. "Oh shit, we are dead meat" Buh Buh said.
Vince started talking from the screen. "Men, I am very disappointed to hear that last night something happened which was not supposed to. I thought I could trust you guys to be on your very best behavior and to do what was asked and not to cause trouble. Remember this is for your own good. To improve your stamina and your ring presence. Apparently, that wasn't enough incentive for some of you. I received a very disturbing call this morning and I have agreed to abide by whatever punishment B and Cat decide is proper. For those of you who think that I am not serious, let it be known that if you so much as blink when you are asked to do something, or not do something, I will suspend you for 6 months and fine you half of your yearly salary. When you return after your suspension, you will be off t.v. and will have to go to OVW and prove yourselves worthy of being put on t.v. again. You will have to wrestle the rookies and job to them on national t.v. until I think you are ready to go back into the limelight. Do I make myself clear? Vince said red in the face. Now if anyone is not willing to take the punishment that will be dished out they can give me a call, I will have my limo pick you up and you can discuss the breaking of your contract with the WWF lawyers. Now, since we all understand each other. Enjoy your remaining 7 weeks at the school. Later guys" Vince said as he waived with that snearing smile on his face.
The t.v. went blank and the wrestlers sat there with grim looks on their faces.
Now the people on the barre will go with these instructors who start working with you on other exercises which will target your problem areas. I will see you this afternoon to work on some dancing" B said. The smaller wrestlers got up from the floor and followed the other instructors to another dance room where they would be weighed, measured and the instructors would start working with them in groups.
B and Cat turned to the wrestlers who were left. The bigger wrestlers. "Now gentlemen. Try as I might, I just couldn't give up on you guys, so I have decided that since I can't get rid of you because of my contract with Vince, I'm going to make you loose weight whether you want to or not. But to get you to learn a little humility and to teach you who the "Big Dog of this yard" is. I have devised a simple plan. You will change into the outfits that have been specially prepared for you and which are in those boxes. Myself and Cat will step out of the room for ten minutes to give you time to dress. When we return you better be ready to start. If you are not dressed that will constitute a breach of contract and Vince will be informed. If you are still dressing and we see something you don't want us to see, too bad." B said. She looked at Cat and said "Let's go". They stepped out of the dance room and B locked it with a key. Think I'll go drink a bottle of water and have a cigarette" B said. "I'll come with you" Cat said as they looked at each other and laughed.
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"There is no fucking way I'm going to fit into this" Show said as he pulled out pink tights. "No fucking way" Bradshaw said as he pulled out the pink tutu to go along with it. Who the hell can put these on, less alone walk with them" Kane said as he pulled out the pink toe shoes and hit the wooden toe against the floor. "She's got to be out of her fucking mind" Rikishi said as he pulled out his tights. "Hey Rikishi, are those tights or a bed spread" Hunter said. "Look guys, I don't know about you, but I have a lot to loose. I could lose my movie contracts, not to mention that I am the most electrifying man in sports entertainment" Rock said. Nash threw him with one of the toe shoes and barely missed his forehead.
"Let's do this if we are going to do it" Hunter said as he started putting on the tights. The rest of them followed grudgling. When they turned to Rikishi he was on the floor attempting wiggle into his tights. Taker and Kane helped him up as Rock, Hunter and Nash, pulled, tugged and pushed until they had the tights somewhat on. "Sorry Rikishi, but that's the best we can do" Nash said puffing. When Rikishi looked at himself in the mirror he groaned. The tights didn't even cover his stomach and the tutu was somewhere above his stomach and below his chest barely. "How the hell am I going to put these on" he said holding the toe shoes by the ribbons. "Don't know, but I don't think these fit right" Show said as his whole back of the foot was out of the shoe. "There has got to be a trick to putting these on" Taker said as he inspected the toe shoes and tried sticking his size 20's into the shoe.
When B and Cat returned they had all they could do not to burst out laughing. There was a bunch of men trying with all their might to put on the toes shoes. You see, toe shoes were not intended for mens feet, so they really didn't know that you are supposed to tape you toes, put on the sheep felt and other things to cushion your feet from the hard wooden box that comprises the front of the shoe.
"Nash was standing in a corner and Rock was trying to pound the shoe onto his foot with the other shoe. Kane had managed to put them on but didn't know how to tie the ribbons so they looked like someones weird version of ballet gladiator sandles. SCSA was sitting on the floor staring at the shoes as if they were two rattlesnakes that he wanted to kill.
Rikishi figured that if he put the shoes in a corner and ran his feet into them they would stay. He walked to the middle of the room and started a slow run (which was fast for him). Unfortunately he didn't realize that the floor was waxed and when he attempted to stop near the shoes so that he could slip into them he continued going and wound up on his back with his legs in the air until he crashed into the wall. As his body hit the wall, B and Cat thought that all the mirrors in the room would crash to the floor from the impact of his body hitting the wall. Rikishi lay there with his legs in the air and the toe shoes dangling off the tips of his toes.
"Hold it everyone" Cat said as she and B ran over to Rikishi to make sure he wasn't seriously hurt. Taker and Kane waddled over to where B and Cat where attempting to help Rikishi to his feet. Taker and Kane helped B and Cat get Rikishi up to his feet. His tutu was askew and positioned somewhere below his chest above his stomach; and his tights had ridden down into the folds of his lower stomach.
"Everyone take 5" B said as she sat down. Cat plopped down next to her as Rikishi slid down the wall puffing very loudly.
Chapter 7
"What are you thinking, Cat? That gleem in your eye tells me you have something else in mind."
"Oh, indeed. I was thinking. Japan has the Kabuki theater. You know, the men play all the parts. Why don't we do the same thing, only we have an all
male ballet." Cat turned to B. "They could do a couple of simple ballets, say Dane of the Fairies or Waltz of the Flowers, or maybe something from Swan Lake."
The guys watched B and Cat. "Now what are those two up to?" Buh Buh asked, adjusting the crotch of his tutu.
"More like what is she up to, " Kane nodded at Cat as he twisted the skirt to fit better.
"So they wouldn't dare do anything to us. Vince won't let them," Hunter mocked Taker.
"Shut your damn trap!" Taker growled.
"You got us in this mess," Bradshaw said. "Now what?"
"If I could only get my hands on her," Taker said in a low voice.
"And?" Nash added as he pulled on his tights. "Oh hell, I got a run."
"Like I said, I'm going to use my electrifying good looks on B, " Rock said.
Show snickered. "Yeah right. Charming Attila the Hun in a pink tutu. I can see it now."
"Maybe that doesn't sound so bad," Taker said, rubbing the lace skirt. "Maybe I could do the same thing with Genghis Khan."
"What do you think, B?"p>
"Cat, you are a devil," B giggled.
"Can't you see Rock, Buh Buh and Hunter playing the women's parts? Maybe we should put Kane and Farooq in that as well," Cat raised her brows.
B leaned against the barre, her hand covering her face. "Let's go for The Nutcracker Suite. And heaven help us."
"Good. We could have them do a performance for the group. And we get Mr. McMahon here to watch, without them knowing of course."
"Oh, of course," B snickered, picturing the whole scene.
"And we tape it for him to keep so that if they ever get out of line again, all he'll have to do is show it as a reminder."
Cat walked over to the group. "B and I have come up with something I think fits what you're wearing. She and I are going to have you perform a couple of
ballets from "The Nutcracker Suite - Dance of the Fairies and Waltz of the Flowers."
The guys stood there with open mouths.
"At the end of the seven weeks, you will give a performance in front of the group. Of course, some of you will have to play the women's parts."
The guys looked at each other and shook their heads. "Who?" Bradshaw asked.
"I'm not sure yet, but I thought you (pointing at Rock), you (Buh Buh), you (Hunter), and maybe you two (Kane and Farooq)".
"What! Oh Shit!" Kane threw up his hands.
Farooq's jaw dropped. How was he ever going to live that down.
"It's a good thing she didn't say Show or Rikishi. We'd need a crane to lift them up." Bradshaw let out a big sigh of relief.
The rest of the group laughed, Taker the loudest. Cat went over to him. "You might end up playing a woman's part," and walked away.
Taker stopped laughing as Kane let out a big guffaw.
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