Goddess is sitting down on the top turnbuckle, just thinking. A few other wrestlers
have arrived at the arena. Suddenly Droz stops in front of her and pulls her off the
turnbuckle.

This angers Goddess. "Just what do you think you're doing, Droz?"

He doesn't respond, just laughs in her face. "Hold her," someone says. Goddess
looks up to see Prince Albert with his piercing kit. She shrieks.

Ashlee's sitting in the seats, laughing hysterically. "What are ya gonna pierce Albert?"
she shouts.

"Her tongue," he yells back. "It seems she and Mark have an obsession with
tongues, so I decided to make hers more interesting."

Ashlee shudders thinking about Mark's tongue. "That's a good idea! That'll show 'em!"
Ashlee shouts cheerfully.

Goddess screams as best as she can. Albert puts the clamp on her tongue. "Hold
still, doll. This won't hurt... much."

"MAAAAAAAAAAARKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!" Goddess screams at the top of her lungs.
Mark's nowhere in sight. But Adam comes running in and knocks down Prince
Albert. Droz lets go of the Goddess and runs.

She tries to regain feeling in her tongue, enough to talk. "Thanks," she murmurs to
Adam. "But what happened to Mark? You'd think he'd be down here, too."

"I don't know where he is," Adam tells Goddess. "Go ask around. I'm pretty sure
someone must've seen him."

From the seats, Ashlee yells, "Goddess, how does you tongue feel?" She laughs.

Goddess smirks at her. "I'm sure it doesn't feel as good as when Mark licked you.
Did you have your boys beat him up?"

Ashlee becomes scared at the thought of Mark licking her. "As a matter of fact, no,
I didn't have them beat him up. I'm scared he'll do it again!"

"Why should I believe you?" Goddess retorts. "What's their excuse?"

"They don't have one. I simply told them to not bother him!" Ashlee argues back.
"Although I am curious as to how it felt when Kenny kissed you!" Ashlee laughs.

Goddess glares at her, stalking off to ask some of the others. "Andrew!" she calls,
spotting him walking around.

"What do you want?" he asks, eyeing Goddess suspiciously.

"Did you attack Mark? I haven’t found him."

"No I didn't attack him. Ashlee has requested us not to. I haven't seen that fool
around since earlier today though. Go ask Jason. He might've seen him!" Andrew
informs Goddess.

"For once I actually believe you," she mutters. Jason's sitting on a bench, doing
nothing. "Jason? Have you seen Mark?"

Jason looks up. "Oh, hi Goddess. I saw him before. He was leaving, I believe he
was mumbling about being tired.." Jason shrugs. "That's all I know, sorry." Jason
says apologetically.

"Thanks, " Goddess answers. "Boy, is he in for it now!"

"Don't be too hard on him," Jason tells Goddess. He waves as she walks off in the
direction of the exit.

~~5 minutes later Goddess is at Mark's door~~

Standing in front of the door, Goddess yells, "MARK?" There's no answer. Goddess
yells louder, "MARK ANSWER THE DAMN DOOR!" She pounds on the door. Mark
answers after a couple of minutes.

"Whaaa?" he asked sleepily, stifling a yawn. Goddess shakes her head. "You know,
you could've told me you were coming here. You're just lucky Adam was around to
save me!"

Mark looks confused. "Wha-what happened?"

"I almost became Prince Albert's personal canvas, that's what! He was gonna pierce
my tongue, and you were here, ASLEEP!"

"I-I'm sorry. I was just really tired. It won't happen again. I just need an hour or
more of sleep, OK?" Mark asks.

"Yeah, Mark, you're right about one thing: it WON'T happen again, because I'm never
gonna be able to trust you to watch my back!"

"Goddess! Oh Goddess just stop that!" He yells as she walks out his front with a
look of anger on her face. Women, Mark thinks They can be so pissy! he
yawns and lays back down.

Goddess passes Jason on the bench and goes back. "I found him," she told him,
"And he was right where you said he was, back at the hotel."

"There, I told you." Jason smiles. Goddess turns and heads toward the arena. She
hears someone shriek. It sounded like Ashlee.

"What was THAT?" she asked, a confused look on her face.

Jason laughs. "Mark hasn't licked her, has he?"

Goddess frowns. "I don't think he did. Let's go check out why she screamed." Jason
and Goddess head off toward the arena and see and Andrew reassuring Ashlee
she's safe now.

"What happened?" Jason asked. Ashlee was hysterical.

"Sean ran up and licked her," Andrew said.

"What's gotten INTO that boy, anyway?"

Goddess smirks. "Seems you have the words 'lick me' tattooed on your forehead,
Ashlee."

"Goddess, that's not nice!" Jason scolds.

"I couldn't help it," Goddess replied. Andrew glowered at her, but before he could
say anything, there was another scream.

"What was that now??" Andrew questioned.

"I don't know, but it sounded like Adam!" Jason exclaimed.

Sure enough, Adam came running up to them seconds later, rubbing his cheek. "That
was disgusting! Sean LICKED me!"

"Oh, no!" Ashlee cried. "I think he's on a licking spree! You guys better watch out!"

"All I know is that nut better keep him AND his tongue away from me!" Andrew
threatens. Goddess starts to reply, but before she can, she's pounced on by Sean
and licked!

"EWWW!" Goddess shrieked. Now it's Ashlee's turn to smirk.

"Whooo! Licked three of 'em already!" Sean cries.

Sean looks over at Andrew, then Jason. Andrew looks at Sean wearily. "No! DO NOT
even think about it man!" Andrew shouts. Sean laughs, then lunges at him, slurping
him across the face. "Oh, man!" Andrew cried. Jason, pale as a ghost, took off down
the hallway.

Sean takes after Jason. 5 seconds later Jason yells. "SEAN, I'M GONNA KILL
YOU!!!"

Sean returns to where everyone is. "Hey, where's Mark?" Sean wants to know. "We
don't know. Ask Goddess. She's sure to know." Andrew says, glancing toward
Goddess.

"I...I don't know!" Goddess cries. Sean jumps her.

"Yes you do! And if you don't tell me I'll lick ya again!"

"Oh please no!" Goddess begs.

"Tell me and I won't lick youuu!" Sean says in a sing-song voice.

"All right!" she cries at last. Sean's tongue is dangerously close to her face. "He's in
the hotel, room 217!"

"Whoohoo!" Sean cries in triumph. He runs toward the directions of the exit.

On the way, he sees Kane and Jesse. "What's your hurry?" Jesse asked, yelling as
Sean ran his tongue down his face. "Gross!" Lucky for Kane, he was wearing his
mask, but he still got licked on the arm. Groaning, he flung his partner towards the
wall, but that didn't faze Sean much. He went on his way, scurrying out the door.

"I fear Sean's mental stability.." Jesse says to Kane. Kane nods in agreement. Sean
runs over to the hotel and up to room 217. He knocks on the door. Mark answers.

"Whaat the hell-" Mark said, still sleepy. He's cut off mid-sentence when the kid
launches himself at him, knocking Mark to the ground. Sean happily licks Mark's
face. The near seven-footer let out an angry cry. "What was THAT about, you damn
mortal?!"

"I'm sorry man, I just had to do it. I've been doing it all day! You should try it, it's
fun!" Sean runs out of Mark's hotel room, leaving Mark angered and bewildered.

Things seemed to have calmed down around the arena. It had been over fifteen
minutes since Sean had come back from the hotel, and there had been no more
screaming. All of a sudden a voice yelled, "Get the hell out of my office! NOW!"
Shane McMahon looked distraught. There was a spot on his chin that was glistening.
"The little bastard attacked me!"

Everyone laughs at Shane. "We've all been attacked, Shane. You weren't going to
escape." Jesse tells Shane.

"What the hell is his problem today?" Shane demands.

"I have no clue, should we get to the bottom of this?" Jesse asks everyone.

"Definitely," Andrew agrees "He's gonna go through everyone in the WWF before he
stops, and then he'll come back and do it again!"

"Alright, but exactly how do we find out??" Ashlee questions. Everyone is silent for a
few minutes. Goddess suddenly jumps up.

"I got an idea! What's the most important thing to Sean?" They all look at her,
confused.

"Kane?" asks Andrew.

"NO! His tongue! At least, it is for today. So, maybe we can get Prince Albert and
Droz to make a little deal with us..." Ten minutes later, the plan was set. They
finished at an especially good time, since Droz had just got licked and he and
Albert were already seeking the degenerate, vowing revenge. Jason caught up with
them and explained the idea. They readily agreed to help.

"Seaaaaaan," Ashlee calls sweetly. "Chaz is in here and I believe he hasn't been
licked yet!!!" Sean comes running in with his tongue already out.

"Where, where"? he says excitedly. He looks around, but sees no Chaz. "Hey you-"
He's cut off by Droz attacking him and holding him down. Prince Albert stands over
Sean. He takes out his tongue-piercing clamp and goes to put it on Sean's tongue.
"Nooooooooo!!!!!!!" Sean screams fearfully. "Not my tongue! Please, I'll do anything as
long as you don't pierce it!!!" Sean pleads.

"Anything?" Shane asked. "Will you tell us why you're doing this?"

"You don't know?" Sean asked seriously. "It's National Licking Day!"

"National WHAT?" Goddess asked. The others just stared at Sean in shock.

"It's something I made up. I mean, do you know how long it's been since I've done
anything FUN? A long time! So I decided that this would liven up things a little bit."

"But it turns out," Sean continued, "That some countries actually DO have a licking
day. So... I'm declaring today National Licking Day in the WWF!" He suddenly smiled
as he saw Commissioner Michaels entering his office. "Oh Shaa-awn!"