Meeting her fan (Rai/Tyler)

Tyler couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"That's funny. Your just so...small."
He said,

Before Rai could respond she saw Chris step out of the locker room. "Assclown!" "Pixie!" Rai growled and speared him then sat on his chest. "Shit that hurt. Rai why did they teach you to spear?" Rai shrugged.

"Pixie? I'm gonna have to use that one day."
Tyler laughed. He walked over to Rai and Chris and shrugged.
"Maybe you should...get off of him?"
He chuckled.

Rai got him in a leg lock. "Say your sorry." "No." Rai tightened her hold and he started wiggling trying to get away.

"I would help, but this is just too good to ruin."

Chris started to tap. Rai got up with a smirk. "Your winner is Vixen."

"Pixie."
Tyler said in between coughs.

Rai narrowed her eyes at him. "You don't have the right to call me that yet."

"I think me and Chris could take you."
He smirked.

Chris shook his head. "Don't encourage her. She's taken on Shawn, Paul, and Dave at the same time and won."

"Shrimpy here?"
He laughed, before sprinting off in the other direction.
"Hold her!"

Chris went to grab Rai but she flipped out of the way and took off running. She tackled Tyler.

"Christ, she like a little bee or something!"
He yelled, barely escaping from under her. He ran inside the men's restroom, hoping she wouldn't go in there.

Chris started to laugh. "She will go in there."

Rai ran in and jumped on Tyler's back.

Randy heard the commotion in the men's locker room as he walked down the hallways. He was already in a pissed off mood and breaking up a fight was the last thing he wanted to do because those two superstars would pay big time now. Randy walked in then saw it wasn't two men but Rai and Tyler.

"I suggest you get off my son's back right now or else I'll throw you off!" Randy yelled with a vicious glare in his eyes.

Tyler was startled a little bit, not use to seeing Randy so mad.
"It's okay Dad, we were just kidding around."
He explained.

Randy had enough then grabbed Rai and pulled her off of Tyler's back then towards the door.

"You stay the fuck away from my son! If you don't I won't have a problem kicking your ass." Randy said harshly as he glared at Rai.

Rai looked at Randy not backing down. "Calm the fuck down Viper. Your son was kidding around. I was not going to hurt him. I know he's not a wrestler."

"You were on his fucking back! Either you were trying to hurt or rape him I don't know but I don't want you near my son ever again and if I do I'm going to Vince and you better believe your ass will be on the streets if I do." Randy said before he grabbed Tyler and walked out of the restroom.

"Sorry."
He muttered top Rai, still under his father's grasp.
"We were just kidding!"
He said to his dad, trying to get out of his grip.

Rai waved it off. She went back to her locker room.

"Maybe you were." Randy muttered as he dragged Tyler to his locker room.

"No maybe, it was the truth, and you can stop dragging me now."

"You should be lucky I don't force you to stay home from now on." Randy said as he stormed into his locker room then let go of Tyler and slammed the door shut.

"I didn't do anything! Your acting like I was actually fighting with her! I don't know what problems you two have, but don't throw me into them!"
He yelled, glaring at Randy.