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Brock Lesnar and Bubba Ray Dudley came to the door of the women's locker room and stepped inside. Their respective girlfriends were waiting for them in the buffet room, preparing for RAW.
"Ah, there it is," Lesnar said as he spotted Lilian Garcia's exquisite beaded black jacket. The little blonde had forgotten it and wanted to wear it over her matching gown while she announced that night.
While the bulky man retrieved his girlfriend's garment, Bubba stepped over to the vanity table to get the lipstick Dawn Marie had requested.
As the Dudley Boy slipped the cosmetic tube into the pocket of his camoflauge shorts, something odd captured his attention. He stepped closer to the wastebasket, squinting as he suddenly realized what it was he was seeing.
"What the-" Bubba bent over to reach for the object that had so commanded his attention, examining it closely. "Oh, my God...Brock!"
The other man turned around from the door to face him, noticing the look of shock on his friend's face. Bubba Ray seemed to have gone white as a sheet.
"What's that?" The big man realized he was holding something.
"It's a...pregnancy test..."
"So it is," Lesnar observed, frowning as he came to stand beside the other man. Then, he noticed the double pink lines. "Oh, shit - it's positive."
"Yeah," Bubba said, his brown eyes wide.
"Which diva do you suppose...?" The Next Big Thing let his question trail off, but each man was wondering the same thing...
Could either of their girlfriends be pregnant?
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Lita and Molly Holly strolled down the arena hallway toward the buffet room together, laughing as they talked about the matches their respective boyfriends would be competing in later - actually, make that boyfriend and fiance, as Molly and Christian were now engaged.
The redhead winked at her friend as she changed the subject. "Have you guys set a date yet?"
"Well, not really..." the petite brunette replied. Actually, she and the Canadian had only gotten engaged that night - about an hour earlier at that. "But we're thinking sometime in June - probably June of next year." She smiled as she lifted her left hand to examine the beautiful marquis-cut diamond on her finger. "This was such a nice surprise...I didn't expect this at all - at least not so soon."
Lita smiled at the other woman. "I'm going to be your maid of honor, right?" She nudged Molly in the arm, winking again. "I mean, it's only fair since we both know Edge is going to be the best man..."
They stepped into the buffet room, and Dawn Marie's voice called out to them. "Hey, Lita! Molly!" The brunette waved them over.
Lita eyed Dawn with amazement. Her former ECW coworker and friend had a plate piled high with food. She didn't understand how the woman could eat so much and keep her trim figure. "Jeez, Dawn...you look like you're eating for two!"
Before the brunette could reply to the redhead's statement, she looked past her and Molly, noticing her boyfriend and Brock Lesnar. The two men had just entered the room, and her smile faded somewhat as she noticed the expression on Bubba's face.
Bubba Ray's eyes went slightly wide as he took in the amount of food his girlfriend was eating. Lilian, on the other hand, was eating very little and appeared to perhaps not feel too well. The blonde woman was nibbling on some cheese and crackers and had a few carrot sticks on her plate as well.
"Here's your jacket, honey." Brock went around to her other side and placed it on the back of her chair.
"Thanks, sweetie."
"What's wrong? You feeling okay, Lil?" the big man asked.
"Yeah, I...it's nothing," she replied, lifting one graceful hand up to her brow. "I just feel a little nauseous tonight..."
Lesnar and the Dudley Boy exchanged confused glances, which was unwitnessed by the four divas. But Bubba couldn't help but wonder what the heck was going on... It seemed as though it were one of their girlfriends - judging by their current conditions, either one of the two men could potentially become fathers in the next several months.
"Hey, guys..." The two men's thoughts were interrupted by Molly's excited voice. "Look..." She stepped slightly closer to them and held out her left hand.
"Wow, that's some rock!" Bubba exclaimed. "Who got you that?" he teased.
"Christian did! Who else?" The brunette giggled. "He proposed to me in our rental car when we got here earlier."
"Congratulations...you guys make a great couple," Lesnar said.
Bubba Ray couldn't shake the distraction he was suddenly feeling as he eyed Dawn Marie. The woman's appetite seemed unnaturally voracious as she quickly wolfed down a variety of food on her plate. She'd selected odd combinations, too - sushi on one side, chili on the other. She also had a couple of slices of garlic bread to go along with it. Oh, God... He'd never really noticed her eating so strangely. He hoped she was only expecting her time of the month.
"Err...Brock, I think we'd better go look for the guys," he said, a knowing expression on his face. They had to talk to their friends who were with other divas and let them in on what was going on. Whoever was going to be a father deserved to know.
"Oh...yeah, okay. We have matches to go over anyway," The Next Big Thing said.
"You're leaving us already?" Lilian asked as she gazed over at her boyfriend.
"Don't worry, baby...I'll be back later. Too bad you have to be on your feet all night - you shouldn't be standing all those hours."
"What? Brock, I sit most of the time," she reminded him.
"Oh, yeah..." He felt stupid. The little blond did only stand when she was annoucing, and the rest of the time, during matches, she sat next to the timekeeper.
"See you later, ladies," Bubba said. He motioned for Lesnar to follow him, and once they reached the doorway, they nearly broke out into a run.