I own the characters Kody Turpin, Stella Turpin, Jillanna "Jilly", and Blaze Avalon. Other than that I do not own any other characters.

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Chapter 1

It was weird having Jeff there. He was reminded of when they were kids and had to share a room. Matt was always the one cleaning up after the both of them. Now was no different accept that the current mess was generated from too much alcohol. Matt walked through the house picking up articles of clothing that Jeff had peeled off in a trail to his room. He had come home drunk. There was nothing wrong with a little partying but Matt didn't like all the mess. Jeff had stumbled in noisily around three in the morning. Matt sat up in bed hearing a crash in the living room and some jumbled cursing. When he made his way to the living room he found a lamp overturned and busted. Jeff had obviously bumped into the table and sent the lamp to its undeserved yet fated demise. From the crashed lamp were Jeff's shoes which Matt had nearly tripped over. Then there was the shirt, crumpled into a stinky wad on the floor, the pants, and the underwear. The strewn trail of Jeff-wear led to the open doorway of the guest room which was now Jeff's. The younger Hardy was flopped onto his bed passed out in nothing but his dirty-bottomed socks. His naked ass would greet anyone who passed by the open doorway. Matt tossed Jeff's shoes and clothes into the room where they landed with a "whump" on the floor and he shut the door behind him. He went into the kitchen to grab the trash can so he could dispose of the battered lamp and noticed Shannon Moore snoring, slumped in a kitchen chair, his upper body and arms spread out onto the kitchen table. At least, Matt thought to himself, Shannon had the decency to remain clothed. Matt went back to the living room and knelt to pick up the broken glass. He had it just about done when he looked up and saw naked Jeff stumble out of his room and across the hallway to the bathroom. More messes, thought Matt. He went to take the trash can back to the kitchen and Shannon was up too. He was standing in the corner pissing on the cabinets.

"You idiot!" Matt sighed. "Shan, it's time to go home. Party's over buddy." The sound of Jeff retching could be heard from the bathroom.

"Ha-ha…I can write my name inna snow too…" Shannon laughed. "S-A-N…somethin'…"

Matt took Shannon by the shoulders and steered him back to his seat at the kitchen table.

"There are many things wrong with this. First, there's no snow you're in my kitchen, second your out of your head, third you spelled your name wrong, fourth put it back in your pants."

Matt got out a mop and sopped up the pee. It ran lazily across the wood floor and met Matt's bare toes.

"Disgusting…" He mumbled while trying to clean up.

Shannon looked down at his pants with the fly still yawing open.

"Dude, there's a fuckin' worm burrowin' inna my fly! It's gunna eat my peewee!"

That did make Matt laugh. It couldn't be helped. The stupid look on Shannon's face as he looked down at his crotch in surprise was hilarious.

"I think you'll be okay…go to sleep." Matt finished cleaning up after Shannon and looked over to find him once again passed out over the kitchen table. Thankfully he had put his member back in his pants. Jeff came out of the bathroom wiping his mouth on his arm. He stumbled toward the kitchen and sat in one of the other kitchen chairs.

"Matt…can you make a cot of toffee? Uh… coffee…pot of…yeah." He summarized. "Hey…Shannon's out onna table."

"I know." Said Matt as he went to Jeff's room to get some clothes. "Here." He tossed Jeff some underwear. "Put that on please."

As Matt put on some coffee Jeff went to the terribly hard task of trying to put his foot through the leg hole of his underwear.

"Damn it…keeps moving…"

Matt turned around in time to see Jeff get tangled up in his boxers and fall to the floor. Matt helped him up and made sure he got his boxers on. Matt sat Jeff back in his chair and got some cups to pour the coffee. He pulled out a third chair and sat down. Jeff was on one side of him slumped back in his chair and Shannon was on the other side snoring and drooling onto the table.

"Here." Matt handed the coffee to Jeff who promptly spilled it.

"Why do I bother?" Matt sighed as he watched the coffee run over the hardwood.

"Know wha'they say Mathew…don't cry over spilted coffee…" Jeff started to laugh as though this were the funniest thing anyone had ever said in the history of the earth.

Matt cleaned up the coffee and stood up to see his girl friend walking toward him. She must have been awoken by the commotion. She looked so beautiful. Her red hair was mussed from sleeping. Her creamy skin was all aglow with a soft sheen from night sweat, her long legs moved toward him, and when she raised her arms to stretch her back his t-shirt she had on rode up her thighs to a tease him.

"What's going on baby?" She leaned in the doorway and rubbed one of her sleepy green eyes. "Oh, them." She said seeing Jeff and Shannon.

"Yeah…they're home wreckers." Matt said getting up with his coffee stained rag. He tossed it in the sink.

"Well, come back to bed baby." She gave a coy little smirk. "They'll be okay."

She walked away and he watched her go. She was moving her butt that way on purpose because she knew he would be watching.

"Nice ass."

Matt looked up to see Jeff had turned around in his chair and had a dopey smile on his face.

"Mine or hers?" Matt smiled and play punched Jeff.

"Hey I wasn't ready…I'll take you down boy…Fist of Twate…" Jeff mumbled. "Faste of Twist…what the fuck."

Matt left Jeff there to his own mumblings and the snoring of Shannon and climbed into bed with his girl.