(Randy's POV)

Has anything ever happened that totally threw your world into a new realm of being? Something that just totally rocked your world so it was spinning on a new axis? Well, that's what happened to me.

I know right now you're asking yourselves what could throw Randy Orton of all people into such a state of shock. I understand your concern. I mean, I'm Randy Orton. I'm classy, confident, good looking, and talented. Okay, maybe stuffy, egotistical, reasonably attractive, and lucky fits just as well, but I never realized that before he told me. There were a lot of things I didn't realize before he told me.

Like I didn't realize that I come off as a stiff necked, straight laced, over bread bastard. I mean, I knew people didn't flock to me, but I thought they were just awed by what and who I am. I mean, when you're famous, and come from a privileged background, that's a bit awe inspiring for some people, but he says that I have a tendency to try to cloak myself with that to keep people away. I know I don't go out drinking with the guys, or make the gay jokes or any of that stuff but I didn't know that they all thought I was so straight laced. I do drink occasionally. I don't do drugs, but that doesn't mean I'm not understanding of people who have. And frankly, I don't make gay jokes because I find some of them in poor taste, and the others, like the pretending you're gay? Well, I never really found any friends that I was that comfortable with. He says I just come off like I hate people.

We got into it tonight in the locker room. Right after the segment where I jumped out of that cake, we were all sitting in the locker-room, and the guys were joking about me jumping out of a cake, saying I had always wanted to jump out of a cake for Paul, and was it the first time I had done so, or did we do stuff like that all the time. I told them that there was nothing like that going on between me and Hunter, but they just kept going, and going, and going! I swear, they were like the fucking Energizer Bunny, they just kept going. I finally exploded, and said that they were just fucking sick, and that's when it happened.

Dave walked in and heard what was going on, and he just walked over to me, grabbed me and kissed me. Literally wrapped his arms around me and shoved his tongue down my throat.

When he pulled away, everyone was quiet. I don't know what they were thinking, but I was personally wondering where this had come from, and why was I so hard I was aching, just from one single, simple kiss.

Everyone went back to their own conversations, but I did hear someone say that evidently I did jump out of cakes, but they had picked the wrong Evolution member as to who it was for. I asked Dave what that was supposed to mean, and that's when he told me what people thought, and he had thought so, too, until he heard me hollering in here.

Well, lesson learned. If me screaming, and in general acting like an ass gets me Dave Batista all over me, I'll act as outgoing as he wants. As long as he'll kiss me like that some more.

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