Me, reading the fanfic I wrote when I was a teenager.

This is Exactly What it Looks Like

My one and only Cesaro fic I will ever write

Requested by @helluvawriter

Pairing:  Cesaro/FC

Category:  Fluff

“This is… exactly what it looks like.”

“I hope this isn’t what it looks like.”   You said surveying the chaos currently taking place in your kitchen.

“This is… exactly what it looks like.”  Cesaro said sheepishly, looking everywhere but at you, knowing you probably had that look in your eye, the one that said he was in deep trouble.  

“After I asked you not to?” You asked, crossing your arms across your chest, foot itching to begin tapping in anger.   The only thing preventing you from exploding was how damn cute he looked in the red checkered apron he was rocking.  Not to mention the quite clear impression of his hand plastered across his forehead in flour.  

“I couldn’t help it.   There was no way I could let this go Y/N.’ Cesaro pled his case hopefully, glancing in your direction.  His eyes darted down to your foot, seeing the toes resting peacefully on the floor and turned away to hide his relief from you.  The foot wasn’t tapping which meant he wasn’t completely in the doghouse.  “I didn’t know you were going to be home so soon. I planned to have it all cleaned up before you ever had to worry about it.”   He glanced around the disaster area that was the kitchen, bags upon bags on coffee opened and spilled across the counters, the coffee press whirling away, two other coffee machines spitting out concoctions and had to admit he couldn’t blame her if she was furious.  Y/N was very particular and protective of her kitchen.  

“It’s just a cup of coffee babe,” You said.  

Cesaro whipped around, mouth gaping open in shock that you dared to utter that sentence.   “Just a cup of coffee?”  He screeched incredulously.  “Just a cup of coffee she says.  It was only the best cup of coffee I have ever had in my entire life Y/N.”  He enthused.   “It was like heaven in a cup and I am determined to replicate it.  No matter how long it takes!”  

“You need help.  Like seriously.”   You said, tossing your hands up in exasperation and leaving the room.  

I’m gonna attempt a Cesaro fic, but I’m gonna apologize now, because I suck. 😅

The Gem Ascension Reference Tour 3: WWE/General Wrestling

Let’s get by far the biggest reference in GA out of the way.

Most people who’ve reviewed or talked to me about GA have never failed to bring up the hilarity of the Ruby Math scene. Where Ruby, damaged and isolated from all of her friends and spouse, was faced with hundreds of Era 2 Peridots that all claimed to be Facet-2F5L Cut-5XG. None of them were. Ruby was certain of that. 

Even though Ruby wasn’t in the least bit of danger because Peridots are notorious for being sucky fighters without the limb enhancers (which they all had to go without to give off the illusion they’re the great and lovable edition), she was still faced with a very difficult task of getting all of these low-caste gems poofed and bubbled to Earth, since it was apparent by this point in GA3 that Homeworld itself was about to completely collapse. Steven was pretty adamant about saving as many gems in addition to Peridot as possible, but then there was a problem for this: Peridots are also crazy durable, and Ruby can only take out so many by herself in a damaged state before succumbing to exhaustion. So, she inadvertently found a way to poof a bunch of Peridots at once very quickly: spout off the stupidest math possible and watch their brains break as they try to comprehend where the hell you’re pulling these numbers from. 

Ruby Math is basically Steiner Math. Pretty much the same numbers were even used, because honestly, my own math skills are so goddamn horrific, I knew I’d somehow ruin this if I tried to put too much of a different spin on it. 

So yeah, definitely don’t give me credit for all of the hilarity of that scene. All I can say is, Steiner Math wasn’t so potent that it literally blew Samoa Joe and Kurt Angle’s minds.

But hah, that’s not the only reference! As if.

“I’m sorry. I love you.”

(starts at 0:14)

Seemed like a random thing for Steven to say right after superkicking his girlfriend in the back of the head, right? Well, it’s based on this. 

Sort of different ways they were utilized. Shawn Michaels says this (not really audible, but you can read his lips very easily) right before delivering his finishing move (that he had to use multiple times in a very long match) that finally took Ric Flair down and ended his very long career. Since HBK knew he was basically ending this man’s career with this action, and rightfully respects the man to the highest degree of one of the all-time greats, so it’s akin to a mercy killing. 

For GA, this was the only way Steven knew how to subdue Peridot, who had gone off on Lapis and physically assaulted her for the first and only time in the story due to being in hysterics that Pumpkin was at death’s door, and Lapis was only calmly trying to drag her back down to reality. Peridot wasted valuable time she could have used to say goodbye to Pumpkin and really be there for her in her final moments to instead appeal to Steven to miraculously save her (which Steven had already all possible options on before Peridot even made it to the scene; he had to cut her off every time Peridot went off on a nonsensical tangent), then have words she herself used on Steven used on her by Lapis. Namely, the “you can’t save everybody” line. Peridot reacted by screaming at Lapis before bitchslapping her. So, Peridot was already massively trying Steven’s patience since he knew from the start there was nothing more to be done about Pumpkin and Peridot just couldn’t bring herself to accept it, hence the continued bargaining. Once she actually hurt a friend of theirs, Steven could clearly see no amount of talking would bring Peridot to her senses in time before Pumpkin completely passed on. So, Steven had to do and say things he was extremely uncomfortable about and normally would never say or do voluntarily, but Peridot, especially GA Peridot, has proved to be akin to talking to a brick wall. With a massively dwindling time limit and knowing how much worse this situation would get once Peridot realized Pumpkin died seeing her acting like this, he forced himself to push his own limits.

And really, he knew he wouldn’t really hurt Peridot with a superkick, anyway. Steven was definitely aware Peridot would be infinitely more hurt that he did it to her than the act itself. Unfortunately, Steven should have acted a little sooner, because Peridot barely got a couple of words out to Pumpkin once she was finally brought down to reality before the latter died. 

On the bright side, even before Pumpkin was miraculously brought back to life, Peridot didn’t hold this against Steven in the least, and acknowledged both to him and to Lapis that she fully deserved a superkick to the head and losing her chance to say goodbye to Pumpkin for how she conducted herself. 

Luckily, it works out all nicely not just for Pumpkin’s life and Peridot/Steven maintaining their relationship by the end of GA, but the whole fusion thing for Peridot gets ironed out as well. I was a massive asshole ending the story on the confirmation of Peridot and Steven being able to fuse (no name or even a visual; the final line is literally the fusion acknowledging that they pulled it off this time), but come onnnn. I already made three original fusions as well as full-Diamond forms for Steven and Peridot, the former of which I’ve yet to properly design! 

Right before they try doing this, Peridot agrees with Steven that they don’t seem like the type who’d fuse to a proper kind of dance. Instead, it’d be more like certain wrestler entrances. “Sheasaro” is mentioned, which isn’t an official term at all in WWE, but it’s what a lot of people called the tag team of Sheamus and Cesaro before they were collectively called The Bar. Anyway, I fucking love that entrance. Needless to say I’ve envisioned plenty of characters and how they’d come out to certain entrance songs and routines.

Peridot makes it no secret that “clod” is her word, and that still rings true in GA. However, in GA exclusively there’s a close runner-up: stupid idiot.

A redundant term made awesome by Chris Jericho’s 2016-2017 persona. It just felt like a very Peridot thing to say, and with this I never had to worry about over-using the clod term. 

It never happened in-story, but if GA Peridot was ever to be called out using this by pointing out its redundancy, she’d definitely insist that the term is for emphasis. That this is how to determine how much of an idiot you truly are. Because to Peridot the Genius, everyone is either stupid or an idiot. But only a few select clods can be considered both. 

I feel like there’s more references than this, but these are the only ones that stand out right now. I’ll add a part 2 if I find something significant that I missed the next time I read through the fic.

Summary: "She's like a rainbow...""Did'ya say somethin', Shinsuke?" Sheamus asked. At the sound of his name, Shinsuke visibly shook himself and quickly dragged his gaze from Asuka to the big Irishman. Shit, did I say that out loud? In English? One of Sheamus' pale eyebrows was raised, whereas his partner, Cesaro, blinked owlishly at him. Sin Cara, on the other hand, was harder to read behind his Luchador mask. Pairing: Asukamura (Shinsuke Nakamura x Asuka) Characters: Shinsuke Nakamura, Asuka, Sin Cara, Sheamus, Cesaro. Rating: G Warnings: None (except some minor language) Tags: Fluff, Secret Relationship, Shinsuke's floundering attempt at not looking at Asuka with love in his eyes Chapters: 1 Words: 1153 Status: Complete Series: Part 3 of the Yuugen series.

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Shinsuke and Rusev were on screen for at most, 6 seconds, but that was enough to get me so red in the face I literally felt on fire

Cesaro - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst, 🚫 = No Warnings

Series:

None

One Shots:

Sweet Cream -💦

Summary: Adam is about to close up shop but one last customer decides to pop in, ordering a sweet drink. (Commission, 18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

Lucky Charms

The soft knock stirred her from her slumber. Glancing around the room her eyes fell on the red electronic numbers on the night table and she groaned, shutting her eyes again. It was far too early to be awake, and she still had another two and a half hours of sleep ahead of her before her alarm went off. Stretching her legs out, her body rolled to the other side and she flipped her pillow over and snuggled back into the warm blankets, hoping she imagined the noise.

The next knock was louder and more deliberate and sounded like it was coming from the front of her apartment. Furrowing her brow, she rolled out of the bed and left her room, turning on the hall light and squinting back against the bright light.

Making her way to the door, the noise came through again, loud and impatient. “I know you’re awake. I see the light.”

Standing on her tiptoes to look out of the peep hole, she sighed and undid the locks on the door, and opened it slightly. “It’s 4 in the morning, Claudio.”

There was a warm chuckle from him as he held up a shopping bag. “Uh oh. Someone’s using a real name. Yes, but I’m still on California time and I’m hungry. I brought cereal.”

“It’s literally 4 in the morning.” She stared at him, too tired to make any sort of expression.

“The perfect time to eat cereal.” He pushed the door open and invite himself in, walking past her.

She stood still, in the doorway and lowered her eyes, closing the door and locking it back up, shaking her head. “Can’t we do this tomorrow? Like, when I get home from work and we can talk like functioning adults?”

“No, because I’ll be packing to head out again.” His body moved fluidly through her kitchen with ease, knowing where the bowls and spoons were without hesitation. “Plus, I haven’t been home in three weeks and I missed bothering you.”

Her eyes rolled as she watched his back. The patterned fitted shirt wrapped around his torso with perfection. The collar hung open from where the first few buttons were undone. The belt wrapped around his waist held up his custom suit pants that fit his lower half like a glove.  “Well… I’m going to go put pants on…”

His head whipped around and gave her a once-over with a curved smirk. “You can stay like that. It’s just cereal.”

“I feel very under-dressed for this occasion.” She chuckled, heading down the hall despite his protest calling to her once more. Pulling on a pair of sweatpants from her dark bedroom floor, she pulled her hair into a messy bun and headed back out to the kitchen, just in time to watch him place the bowls on the table.

“Breakfast is served.” His face beamed brightly to her as he pulled out her chair. She chuckled sleepily and sat, scooting her chair in.

“Thank you. So, how as California?” Her hand came up to pick up the spoon as she looked in the bowl and smiled. Her picked up her favorite.

“Good. You know those are my pants right?” She could feel the large shit-eating grin looking over at her as her eyes went to her lap. His answer was a shrug as she kept eating. “You’re not sorry are you?”

“Are you sorry for waking me up at four in the morning?” She looked to him.

His laugh was just loud enough to fill the small space of her kitchenette. “No, not even a little bit.”

“Well then I guess we’re both not sorry, then.” She shrugged again and ate.

The silence was comfortable between the two of them, but was broken when he coughed slightly and reached over, his thumb running over the corner over her mouth and over her chin. “You’re a mess.”

She laughed and darter her view over to watch his hand out of the corner of her eye. His hand didn’t move when he caught her watching. She didn’t move when he caught her watching him watching.

“This isn’t about cereal is it?” She coughed quietly, almost afraid to know the answer.

“I missed you.” His eyes looked to hers, full of earnest truth. “I just wanted a reason to be with you. It was a long trip.” His eyes focused on his thumb that was absently stroking her jaw before moving his eyes back to hers, smiling softly as the blush swelled over her face and neck. “Seems you missed me to…” He winked and she rolled her eyes.

“You ruined a perfectly nice moment you kn—“ Her sentence was cut short as his lips pressed gently against hers.

After he pulled back, he looked her face over. “What was that?”

Her eyes opened and she looked at him, his grinning face staring back at hers. It was comfortable. It was normal. “I said it was good cereal.”

His laugh filled the kitchen again before pressing his lips back to hers.

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Cesaro Masterlist

Fics marked with * are 18+ only, more than likely featuring sexual content

Not much of a list as there is only one fic I’ve ever written for him, but here it is

Cesaro

This is Exactly What it Looks Like 

Smutty Seth/Cesaro Fanfic Alert

Story: For Men, By Men

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9734377/1/9

@magicbaaaaaby It's gonna take me getting on the laptop to bring that story over to AO3, so here's the FF link instead because I'm lazy

I need more fanfiction about Sheamus!

Damn! I really need more fanfiction about Sheamus, but I can't write any right now myself. Is there anyone who got some good ones? Also looking for more about Cesaro and of course Finn Balor!

My thoughts on MITB... (Warning: VERY long post. Maybe.)

I was going to post them earlier, but after watching the first chapter of the last ride documentary, I needed a couple minutes to contain my emotions. (My head hurts from crying now 😂)

So anyway, I'd say it was pretty good. It was also the first MITB pay per view I have seen in years (the last one being when I was 'bout 8 years old). I'll go through a rundown of some of the matches and rate them on a scale of 1 to 10, including the main event(s).

Kickoff

Cesaro VS Jeff Hardy: 8/10

Overall, it was a solid good. There were obviously a few moments that were questionable. Examples include:

· Cesaro licking his finger and using it to rub off Hardy's face paint, which is kinda gross, pandemic aside.

· Unzipping his mesh shirt and giving a slap towards his chest.

· His overall dominance that just gives vibes that feel less then family-friendly...

(Whether this can be considered shipping or fanfic material or not is up to you. Take your pick.)

At least Jeff won in the end, so everything's all good. He really should get some medical attention though, it sounded like he fractured a rib from slamming into the apron.

Smackdown Tag Team Championship: 6/10

I'll be honest, I didn't pay much attention to this match. It's not bad or anything, I'm just not able to watch Smackdown thanks to our crappy cable service not providing FOX. And no, we can't switch over. I live in an apartment complex. So I wasn't too invested. 😂

MVP Lashley VS R-Truth: 5/10

Not much to say here. Just a short comedic breather. Lashley obviously won. Kinda suprised me that Lana didn't show up. At least Truth is still singing his own theme song despite there being no audience to recite it with. I just wish the commentators would've at least given some sort of response and not left him hanging. #Missed Opportunity. WWE apparently still has upcoming plans for the 24/7 belt, so that'll be something interesting I guess.

Smackdown Women's Championship: 6/10

This once again shows that I need to catch up on Smackdown, cause I wasn't as polarized as some fans with the finish. The commentary was pretty funny though, 'specially when both girls went up to the commentators and pressured them to clap. Overall OK match.

Universal Championship: 8/10

First off, why did Brey choose to fight in his firefly funhouse attire? That looks very uncomfortable. Also puppets. Puppets everywhere. He also seemed to be going through some sort of Vietnam flashback trauma (bad joke). Brawn pulled a fast one on him though and managed to retain the title. Also there was a moment where a few glitches appeared, which tells me that something in Brey has just snapped, triggering the fiend.

WWE Championship: 9/10

The banter between Drew and Seth was just perfect. Also loud groans and yelling. Lots of it being from Seth. He almost got himself disqualified at one point from attempting to bring a chair into the ring. Both men also managed to nearly kick each other's heads off back and forth at one point in perfect timing. In the end, Drew retained, and somehow managed to have Seth shake his hand in mutual agreement even after defeating him. It really shows how good of a person he is and I love it.

Main Event: Corporate Ladder Match(es): 10/10

I really don't know how to describe this. It was the most unique mitb ladder match I have ever seen, and they had managed to hit it out of the park. It started off very nicely with all the competitors coming out only for shenanigans to immediately ensue. Highlights include:

· Asuka standing on top of the balcony above the elevators, and basically pulling a Jeff Hardy onto the other girls.

· Corbin pinning AJ down with a barbell, causing him to call for Rey to help him. When he looks like he is considering it, he decides to just run off and leave him there.

· Corbin smashing a giant mirror and immediately pulling a look that basically translates to "Oh crap!". There's something about bad luck from smashing mirrors apparently.

· Several cameos including a couple wrestlers from the 80s/90s like Doink and Brother Love, a general manager, Stephanie, Paul Heyman, and Vince.

· AJ getting spooked by a picture of the Undertaker and having a vietnam flashback. He also gets trapped inside an office by Aliester Black, which I should mention the office has a casket. He does manage to get out though.

· Dana mistakes the office briefcase for the real briefcase and ends up with her upper body being trapped in a picture frame as a result. She also slips on the floor from a mop.

· There's a point where both the men and women run into each other and get caught off guard in a buffet. A food fight ensues, with Shayna almost nearly knocking Rey out in a sleeper hold, and he does get knocked out from Nia and Otis running into him. (I feel very sorry for the poor smockes who have to clean all of this mess up.) We also get a beat from Nia and Otis for a few seconds, which is interesting.

· Otis gets distracted in a cafeteria and pie face's a general manager.

· Both Daniel Bryan and AJ Styles ending up in Vince's office, and getting scolded like kids in a principal's office. They slowly exit, but not before pushing the chairs back in, because good manners. They blame each other for getting scared and immediately resume to fighting.

· Both Rey and Aliester potentially "kayfabe" died from being shoved off the roof.

· Asuka managing to fight the briefcase off Corbin, and giving him a kick to the face. It does make me question why Corbin was trying to grab the wrong briefcase though.

The winners in the end were Asuka and Otis, which are the two I least expected to win, and I was pleasantly surprised. Though tbh, the only reason Otis won was because AJ's freakin butter fingers dropped the briefcase after fighting for it from Corbin. He needs to make a mental note for leaving his gloves off during a match like this.

So after all of this, I'd give the pay per view an 8/10. This was probably one of the more ambitious matches WWE has put on and I think it pulls it off almost perfectly. I really wouldn't mind if they decide to turn this into a thing that happens every couple of years. I think the crowds would be very entertained. I'll probably fix any mistakes or typos in the morning. Now to mark my calender for Backlash. 👍

Superstars And Cars (Fanfiction)

NOTE: This was started before that heartbreaking Shesaro heel turn against the Hardys. If I had started writing this afterwards, certain reactions from certain people about certain other people would be different. And thank you for the prompt, Mrs Cesaro aka @helluvawriter . Played this one by ear so hope it’s ok. Tagging time: @allgirlswrestlingclub @laochbaineann @moxtiel @gelinas22 @heyitstatianita @hardcorewwetrash @happiness-in-reznor  -- "So after he nearly fell into the Lake of Reincarnation, Matt then--" "Abby, I don't give a damn, man. He's a heathen and I keep telling you not to associate with him." It wasn't unusual for the Superstars to immediately head on over to the next city or town once a show had finished. It wasn't unusual for them to car share. It certainly wasn't unusual for Abby and Bray Wyatt to be in the same car. And it was becoming less and less unusual for the former to run into an admirable chatter about a certain Hardy. "Bray Wyatt, I am your sister. Your older twin sister. By two hours. You'd better listen to me. Matt and Jeff have been helping me a lot. More than you have recently, anyway." "How dare you, man! I have a right mind to...oh. That doesn't look good." A faint yet visible grey smoke had begun to emerge from underneath the bonnet of the car, causing a silent panic between the two Wyatts. It had been smooth sailing from the very second they left their last venue so why was this happening to their car now? "We'd better stop," Bray said, gently steering to the side of the road and slowing to a stop. “I don't like the look of that. Here, I'll help you get out, man.” Getting out of the lightly-smoking car, he carefully helped his sister get out of the vehicle; quickly checking her over before turning his attention to the car's trunk. Upon the trunk being opened, the smoke thickened but it wasn't said smoke wafting into his face that was causing Bray to scowl. “Can't believe this is happening. Any idea how to fix this, Abby?” "Seducer, accuser, destroyer," she listed, counting on her fingers before looking at her hands in a perplexed way. "Nothing about being a mechanic so nope, no idea." "Great," he then said, sighing. "And I heard Mr Kurt is a stickler for lateness. If someone doesn't come soon, we are going to be in trouble, man." "Hey, that car's slowing down," Abby replied, noticing headlights approaching from the distance. “I think that's Sheamus' but I'm not one hundred per cent sure.” Naturally Bray's response was to step infront of her as if acting as a human shield, causing her to sigh. She understood that he wanted to keep her safe but it all seemed a little overprotective. Of course, he needn't have worried. As the car stopped just a few feet short of theirs, the window rolled down to reveal Sheamus and Cesaro's surprised faces. "Salut!" Abby greeted, seeming happy to see friendly faces. "Ah salut," Cesaro replied, flashing a smile through his now concerned expression. "Quel est le problème?" "Oui, je suis du pan." Cesaro chuckled at that moment, causing Bray to darkly stare at him. "This isn't funny, man!" "It is a bit," he replied, with a warm smile on his face. "Your sister just said she is bread. Je suis en panne is I have a breakdown." "I think they'd appreciate help with the car rather than with their French, 'saro," Sheamus said, getting out of the car. "Jeysus, that's some smoke. What happened?" "We were just driving and it started spewing smoke like it was his lantern," Abby said, opening the hood and getting a faceful of said smoke. She soon found herself being gently but firmly dragged away by her brother. "Careful," he said, in hushed tones for their ears only. "You know he thrives on smoke and the like, man." "No talking about you know who infront of Sheamus and Cesaro," Abby retorted, looking a little embarrassed. "Especially not Cesaro. He might tell Megs and then she might get worried and I don't want that, man. "I don't think the car's going to explode, fella," Sheamus then said, having wafted most of the smoke away. "I don't think we can fix it either, though. You should probably grab your cases and whatever else is in there." "I've only had that car for a year, man," Bray protested, sounding irritated as he then approached the Irishman. "You're just not looking properly. I bet if this was beer as opposed to a car, you'd be all over it.” “My punches will be all over you in a minute if you don't shut your feckin' mouth!” As their observations forever risked turning into fights, Cesaro offered his hand to Abby; smiling when she gently took hold, he helped her towards their car. "I doubt you will be getting to the next hotel in that car, whether it can be fixed or not. I'm sure Sheamus will be fine with having you and your brother along the ride." A few moments later and Abby was no longer the only Wyatt in the car; having declared the car unfixable by their hands, Sheamus had secured the broken-down car to theirs via a tow cable that Bray kept in the trunk. As they drove down the highway, the Swissman tried to make conversation with his fellow backseat passenger. “That was a good spot you did tonight,” he said, smiling. “Are you ok after that bump though? A few of us backstage were panicking a little given the angle of your leg.” “I'm ok,” she replied, then rubbing the back of her neck in a slightly pained way. “A bit sore but it will pass.” "Are you going to the get-together that Kurt arranged tomorrow night? Everyone on the RAW chat is talking about it." "I don't check the RAW chat," Abby said, looking a little disheartened. "People probably talk shit about me on there, man. Never checked the Smackdown chat for the same reason. Team Blue probably celebrated the fact I went over to the red side with him." As she spoke, she appeared to be fiddling with her phone; not out of rudeness towards Cesaro but as a form of coping with the small wave of anxiety that had hit her. Then catching sight of a text notification on her screen, she opened it up to reveal that Matt Hardy had been the one to contact her. 22:08 : Abigail! It was a great show tonight but I must be raising an issue. There has been no word from you yet about the Kurt of Angle's little gathering. Please tell me your presence will not be obsolete. "Jesus Christ, he even texts that way," Abby said, signing but in good faith. "Is that who I think it is?" The male asked, but the Wyatt was soon distracted by her response. 22:09 : Matt, you know I don't check the RAW chat. People wouldn't want me there anyway. Ok, correction. Like FOUR people would want me there. "Six, actually," Cesaro said, smiling as he put up the same amount of fingers." "Are you reading my texts, man!" "No, you mutter as you type," he then replied, shaking his head and chuckling. "And I figured the four were your brothers and the Hardys. Well add Sheamus and myself to that list." "Would you keep it on one station, fella?!" "You have bad taste in music, man!" Having caught wind of their argument, it was Abby's turn to shake her head and chuckle as she then turned her attention back to her phone. 22:10 : What? Who has told you these things? They are doing the asking for you. Especially the Alexa of Bliss. 22:10 : Oh now there's a lie right there, man. Alexa's still being a fucking bitch. 22:11 : Abigail! Do not be doing the using of the F word! 22:11 : She seriously is though! And if she's asking for me, I'm definitely not going. At that point she turned off her phone, sighing as she did so. However she was soon distracted from an oncoming bad mood when Sheamus suddenly started singing very loudly and somewhat badly. "Sheamus, could you not?" Cesaro asked, pulling a bit of a face. "I have a headache." "Am I the only fun one in this car?" The Irishman questioned in response, jokingly disheartened. "Abby, you'll sing with me, won't you?" “Do I have to?” She questioned in response, but a chuckle escaped her as she spoke. But as she properly began to hear the music playing from the radio, she indeed began to sing along; her voice sweet yet powerful, she didn't immediately notice that she was the only one making any noise as her unexpected voice had silenced the men of the car. Only when the song ended did she realise just what had happened; her cheeks turning scarlet as if embarrassed by what she had just done. “Sorry, man.” "When did you get a voice like that, man?" Bray asked, sounding pleasantly surprised. "No one else in our family can sing." "It's nothing special," she replied, shuffling uncomfortably in her seat. "It's almost as good as mine," Sheamus joked, grinning. Having been cheered up a little by the brief moment of silliness, Abby turned her phone back on and had begun to type another message when incoming text appeared on her screen. 22:16 : Abby, it's Alexa. We need to talk. FYI, I got your number from Matt. 22:17 : We have nothing to talk about. Don't ever contact this number again. She switched off her phone again, sighing in an irritated manner. "What's up, Abby?" Sheamus asked, having heard the noise. "Lose all your lives on Candy Crush or something?" "Would rather not talk about it," she replied, though she soon had a calm smile on her face. "But you know what might cheer me up? Hearing you sing along to the next song that comes on the radio, Sheamus.” "Oh dear gawd no, man...."