Vince McMahon was tired. It had been a long day, and all he really wanted was the settle into a nice, warm bed and sleep. As he reached the door to his suite, he fished his keycard out of his pocket and ran it through the lock. The green light flashed, and Vince pushed down the handle and stepped into the room. He was confronted immediately with the scent of lilacs. Looking around, Vince noticed a large suitcase lying on the couch, its contents spilling out across the cushions. Vince walked over to the bag, noting that along with the practical clothes were boas, jars of body glitter, mascara, and several small bags filled nail polish. Hating to leave anything messy, he bent down to straighten the contents of the bag, but a voice from the bedroom door stopped him.
"Oh Vincypoo!"
Vince looked up, a grin spreading across his face. The Big Show was leaning against the door frame, all decked out in his favorite clothes. He was wearing short, tight black shorts, pleather boots that went up to his thighs, a silver chain with large hoops around his waist, a sparkly pink tube top, his favorite, and of course, a pink boa. His eyes were coated in mascara, a touch of blush on his cheeks and a coat of bright red lipstick covering his lips. He smelled of watermelon and lilac, and every inch of his skin below his neck was devoid of hair.
"I'm so glad you're home Vincypoo!" Show squealed, skipping over and pulling Vince into his arms. He held Vince tightly to his chest, spinning around happily.
Vince was laughing by the time the behemoth set him down. "Great to see you, too." He leaned up to give Show a kiss on the cheek, making the large man blush.
"Why do they have to keep you at those meetings so late?" Show pouted, a slight frown on his face. "I miss you so much when you're gone, Vincypoo."
"I'm sorry baby, I always try to get away as soon as I can." Vince inhaled deeply, loving the sweet fragrance that filled his nostrils. "You smell great sweatheart."
Show beamed proudly. "Thanks! I went shopping this afternoon, and I found this wonderful perfume shop! Ooh, and I got five new super cute outfits, too! Ooh, and I got a new pretty sparkly silver and pink boa! Wanna see it?" He looked at Vince hopefully, his eyes practically glowing.
"I would love to," Vince said with a smile. He watched as Show bounced over to a big paper bag next to the couch, pulling out the boa and holding it out to Vince.
"See? Isn't it so pretty?"
"It's gorgeous. Will you try it on for me?" Vince asked, still grinning.
Show's grin widened. "Of course my Vincypoo!" He cast off his pink boa, throwing the new boa over his shoulders dramatically and posing like a model.
Vince broke into applause. "You look beautiful, my dear. Simply beautiful!"
Show blushed again. "Am I really beautiful?"
"Darling, you are the most beautiful thing on this Earth," Vince replied sincerely, his eyes shining with adoration. He glanced at his bags, smiling to himself when he remembered what he had purchased that afternoon. "I've got a surprise for you, baby," he told the big man, loving the way Show's eyes lit up.
"A surprise? For me? Ooh, what is it? New shoes? A new boa? New nail polish?" His voice rose in pitch as his excitement grew, his eyes growing wide with anticipation.
"Better. Now close your eyes." Vince walked over to his bag and pulled out his gift, glancing at Show to make sure his eyes were closed before standing. He walked over to the big man, stopping right before him. "Now hold out your hands," he instructed. Show did so, practically bouncing with excitement. Vince placed the object in Show's large hands, then took a step back. "Alright, you can look now."
Show opened his eyes, looking down at the object in his hands. It was a big white bear, nearly as tall as his chest. It's fur was long and soft, and it's eyes were like soft blue crystals. It wore a collar around it's neck, from which hung a round, shiny golden tag. Show took it in his large hand, reading over the inscription. It read 'To my Showbear, from your Vincypoo.' The smile that grew on Show's face was almost too wide to measure. "Aw, Vincypoo, I love it!" he squealed, clutching the bear to his chest. " I'm going to hold and squeeze him and hug him and keep him for ever and ever! I love him so much!"
"I thought you would." Vince smiled, holding out his hand to the
big man. "He's for you to cuddle when I'm not around. Now come to bed,
I need to get some sleep tonight." Show nodded, happily skipping into the
bedroom after Vince. They quickly settled into bed and turned off the lights.
As he lay cuddled up against Show's broad, warm chest, Vince couldn't help
thinking how good life was.
THE END