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When the home movie came to an end, Lita jumped up and shut off the VCR. The redhead was all giggles as she eyed the four guys in the room.
"You four are a trip!"
Lovely Lita, I don't think I've ever seen myself hurricanranaed by you so many times," Edge quipped.
"Hey!" Jericho said from the opposite bed, where he was sitting beside Ivory. "Red, how come you hurricanrana Edge like he's a fragile piece of crystal? Every time you've done that move on me, you drop me on my head!"
"That's because you're trouble, Junior..." Edge said, a brow raised mischievously as he eyed the older man.
"Well, that may be," Jericho agreed, "but she's only gentle with you because she's sweet on you! Isn't that true, Red?"
On that note, the high-flying diva blushed a deep bright shade of the color by which Y2J referred to her.
"Ahh...no comment, eh?" Chris asked, a crooked half-smile dominating his face. Pleading the fifth, are we?"
"Shut up, Chris..." Lita responded, and she flung a pillow at him.
Jericho caught the blessedly soft object, his grin even wider and more evil-looking.
"Hey, I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm getting bored..." Jeff announced. "How 'bout a game or something?"
"What kind of 'game' do you have in mind?" Dawn Marie questioned. The brunette was sitting Indian-style beside Christian on the floor between the two beds.
"How 'bout a little Truth or Dare?" The rainbow-headed man turned to glance over the face of Molly, who smiled at him prettily at the mention of his idea.
"Truth or Dare, huh?" Ivory put in. "Ooh, that sounds like fun, sugar...Count me in!" The brunette stood up and poured himself another cup of bubbly.
"Oh, great..." Christian muttered. "What kind of stupid things are you gonna have me do?"
"Put a sock in it, Junior! I wanna play..." The blond man glanced around the room at the assortment of faces. "Who's going first?"
Molly raised her hand high in the air, wiggling her fingers frantically, as though to answer a tough question in a class she found simple.
"Okay - we have a volunteer," Jericho quipped. "Truth or dare, Molly?"
"Um...Truth."
"Okay, that's easy," Chris said. "Molly - are you really as 'pure and wholesome' in real life as you claim to be on TV?"
The little brunette giggled as she took several small sips of champagne.
"What do you think?"
"To quote the Rock, it doesn't matter what I think - answer the question, Juniorette!"
"Okay...No..."
"What? So, little Miss Innocent isn't all that innocent after all?" Ivory cried, her brown eyes wide as though with surprise. Then, quickly pushing away that subject, the older brunette waved her hands in the air. "Never mind...My turn." She fixed her gaze on Jericho. "You - truth or dare?"
Y2J arched a brow.
"I'll take dare..."
"Oh, goody..." Ivory said, a mischievous look on her face as she rubbed her hands together. She looked about as satisfied as a cat that had just swallowed a canary. "I was hoping you'd choose dare..."
"Oh, Christ...What am I getting myself into?"
Christian, laughing, said, "I know what you could ask him to do, Ive!"
"So do I..." Lita offered, a big grin on her pretty face.
"You two keep outta this!" Jericho ordered. "Besides, whatever she comes up with will be humiliating enough for sure..." He swung his clear blue eyes back to the brunette, who merely smiled at him. "Well? Don't keep me in torturous suspense here..."
"Do another little ballet number," Ivory said. "Right here, right now..."
"Yeah, Chris - show us those fancy moves of yours!" Edge shouted, and the redhead at his side burst into laughter and collapsed against him.
Y2J shook his head, running a hand through his blond hair.
"Well, I guess I asked for this..." He stood up and moved closer to the door, where there was more room to move around freely. In seconds, he was twirling around, arms above his head, then out, and he mock-piouretted around the room - eliciting howls of laughter from the other seven occupants.
In a hurry, Ivory pulled a camera out of her bag, and before Jericho could even react, she snapped at least a good three shots.
"Oh, this is just perfect!" she cracked.
"I'm going to get you for this, poison Ivory - you know that, right?"
The brunette responded by laughing and reaching out to pinch the blond man's cheek.