AUTHOR'S NOTE: Before you read, I got inspiration to write this story from Busta Rhymes's song "Arab Money"

(I like the remix better). So that's what's up with the title. I own nothing here, duh, except for the idea of the story.

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! I NEED TO KNOW IF I HAVE AN AUDIENCE OUT THERE SO I CAN WRITE THE NEXT

STUFF! Sorry no slash or sex scenes. Darn I lost you already huh? Rated T because I'm cool. They might start

cussing more once they start losing their heads from the dehydration and maybe some PG-13 references about

sex or something that reminds us these are very straight men LOL And if you don't understand my movie/tv show references,

I'm sorry. These are things probably only me and the sis understand :/ Happy reading!

"Come on hurry up!" Jericho yelled at the rookies behind him struggling to keep up with his pace. "I can't BELIEVE you guys talked

us into a DDR dance off at the arcade."

Wade Barrett turned his head around and glared at Daniel Bryan, Justin Gabriel, and Heath Slater. He was the only one who didn't think it was a good idea to challenge their pros at a DDR-off 45 minutes before their plane took off. But did anybody listen? No.

Matt Hardy had no clue how to play so 10 minutes were spent and $6.25 in quarters on Matt feebly attempting to copy the green-haired character with the big weird space boots stepping left, up, and down. Daniel Bryan and Heath Slater obviously knew what they were doing when they challenged their pros because only those two could actually pass Afronova on Heavy Christian and Jericho tried their hand at the machine they soon became intrigued and addicted to the flashy lights, loud techno music, bright colors, and the stepping of the arrows.

"Check me out!" Christian delightedly proclaimed proud of himself for passing one of the Paranoia songs in Standard.

Now it was the Miz and Justin Gabriel's turn. Always the douche in situations that call for competition, Miz haughtily stated,

"I gotta play you? This will be easy." Justin Gabriel replied, "I have a secret weapon he smiled."

Miz didn't know what surprised him more; the fact that Gabriel actually spoke or that he challenged his awesomeness. Gabriel pulled his pants as he yelled "SHABOOM" and revealed he still had his boots on! And another, tighter pair of pants…

"Oh snap!" Slater yelled as he did that hand snap thing that Ali G does. "Hella pro!" Bryan said.

Slater and Bryan later had to explain to the pros that the people who are beast at DDR are goth kids or Asians. Why are goth kids so good? Because of their boots. The group was in awe at the sight of Gabriel pwn'ing the Miz in every level. He even made it solo past the 3 Challenge songs! He even knew how to use the bar like a pro.

Only Wade Barrett didn't play.

"This is so stupid," he muttered to himself as he decided to take out his disapproval on the zombies in House of the Dead 4.

He was a little self-conscious of his lack of dancing skills let alone, dancing on a video game in public and sucking at it and not caring what people think skills. Despite what the rookies, pros, and WWE universe thought, Wade Barrett was very self-conscious of what people thought of him.

Time went on and the quarters were flowing into that machine like Rednecks going to a NASCAR race. The rookies and pros were so busy playing they didn't notice their phones ring and they missed calls and "WHERE ARE YOU?" texts from the other superstars about to board the plane. While Barrett was trying to uncover the mystery of Pandora's Box and the whereabouts of G, his phone, excuse me "Blackberry", vibrated and he saw it was a text from Darren Young.

"Ew," he said as he ignored it and put the phone back into his pocket. "Some things are just a little more important," he said quite pleased with himself that he chose instead to shoot the zombie vultures instead of answering Darren Young. He was such a badass.

"Oh man I'm so tired! Dudes we are gonna stink up that airplane! You should have told me I was gonna sweat so much!"

Christian playfully punched Slater on the arm. "I'm gonna go rinse my face."

Christian headed to the bathroom and was the only one in there. It was quiet. Suddenly his ringtone went off " GO! If you close your eyes…" Christian jumped and nearly dropped his phone!

"15 missed calls? 23 new messages? 7 new voicemails? No more paper towels?"

Christian suddenly felt like he was in an episode of the Twilight Zone.

"GUYS!" Christian screamed as he ran out of the bathroom, "We have to go!"

The guys were laughing and then they became silent and their smiles began to fade away.

Just a few more seconds of a dramatic stare between the men and they understood. They quickly grabbed their bags like they were on SuperMarket Sweep and ran out the arcade room. Within seconds Wade Barrett's character was mauled by zombies and the GAME OVER title appeared asking him to place his initials. He got first place, but unfortunately would never be able to inscribe his name and mark his place in House of the Dead 4 history…

Ok so after reading this I hope you can see that I don't really take it seriously and neither should you. Just enjoy the story! Sorry if my writing style offends you but that's just how I see things lol.

What did you think? Will they make it in time for the flight? I hope so! *crosses fingers*