Getting Him Over It [Lacy/Shannon]

Shannon walked around backstage with a pout, well fake pout, after he went to go bother Punk and Ellie. Both times, he ended up getting smacked across the head and pinched on the arm. He truly believed that his friends were going insane.

Walking into catering, he stood in line and started to grab a sandwich.

"Hey Shan." Lacy smiled as she walked up and stood behind him in line. "Why are you pouting?"

"Hey Lacy. Oh, Ellie is being extremely mean lately, I don't know why...maybe lack of sex or something." he shrugged.

"Phil, he just likes to smack me, cause I'm an ass." he chuckled as he continued moving on line.

Then he froze.

"Wait. Why are you at Smackdown?" he asked.

"Because I have a friend on Smackdown and a boyfriend on ECW. See how that works?" She chuckles.

He rolled his eyes jokingly.

"Okay, I should have figured." he laughed.

"But anyway, you're pouting... is there anything that I can do make you feel better?"

"If I say something perverted, Phil might show up and smack me upside the head." he chuckled, grabbing a soda.

"Phil isn't around." She shrugs, grabbing a bottle of water.

"Still." he said as he sat at a nearby table.

She sat down across from him, rolling her eyes inwardly. He wasn't making this easy. "What do you think I'm going to run off and tell him?"

She offers a smile.

Shannon chuckled.

"No. I just like to play around and mess with him. Even though, well, you are hot." he said taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Thanks." She chuckles. "You're pretty hot yourself."

"Well duh, I know that." he joked.

She shakes her head with a laugh. "Well good. I don't sleep with just anyone second."

"Good or I'd have to spank you for that." he joked.

You would like that wouldn't you." She chuckles.

"Perhaps." he said continuing eating his sandwich with a smirk.

"So what else do you, like, say to Phil about me? And keep in mind that none of this bothers me." She chuckled.

"Well when you were injured, I told him I would lock him in the trunk and well, take care of you. I would be your slave."

"Take care of me how?" She smirks.

"I don't know. I guess do anything you wanted me to."

She shakes her head with a laugh and leans across the table, taking his face in her hands and pressing her lips to his lightly.

Shannon's eyes widened in shock and he returned it slightly, but pulled away.

"W-what are you...doing?" he managed to get out.

"Preventing Phil from killing you." She chuckles giving him another short kiss before sitting back down comfortably in her chair.

"I...but....you just kissed me." he stuttered.