A/N: Sorry I haven't updated Why Heartbreakers Should Never Have Chocolate in a while. I kinda hit a writers block on the last chapter, so until I finish that here's a nice little oneshot for everybody! I hope everyone enjoys it!

Disclaimer: I don't own no person mentioned in this fic and I definitely don't own Wal-Mart. These are all own by people that aren't me.

Summary: After DX's commercial when Shawn snapped because of the elimination playset, Shawn asks Hunter to do him a favor and the game is very reluctant to do so. Through many twists and turns this does explain why Hunter, because of Shawn, got banned from Wal-Mart.

Hunter stared warily at Shawn who was standing at the foot of his bed, hands clasped and a pout on his face. "For the last time, No Shawn!" He said sternly.

Shawn continued to pout, "Hunter, I promise I'll stay out of trouble this time!"

Hunter had enough. This had been going on for a good a two hours and he was sick of it. He dropped the magazine he was reading and jumped up. "Shawn! For the last time I am not taking you to Wal-Mart!"

"But why not?!" he whined.

"I know you like to wander around when you go there, and after the little incident with the elimination chamber playset at the DXommerical, your not setting foot in another Wal-Mart!"

"I don't wander around in there! Besides, you'll be going with me, so you can keep an eye on me."

Hunter was speechless. Sometimes Shawn put all other blondes to shame. "I'm not falling for that one again Shawn. You'll use some bullshit reason to make me leave you alone and when I do find you, you'll probably be in the toy aisle playing with our action figures again!"

Shawn glared at him, "Why do you insist on reminding me of that whenever I want to go somewhere?"

"Because every time a little kid came over to buy one, you'd hiss at them and threaten them with sweet chin music." He explained calmly.

"I only did that one time! Besides those were the rare limited edition DX action figures I had. I couldn't just let anyone touch them!"

"Why didn't you just buy them?"

Shawn looked down at the floor and poked his fingers together cutely, "Well...after I bought all those souvenirs at Wrestlemania XXIV, Rebecca put me on an allowance, which I maxed out about a week ago."

Hunter grinned, 'I should really send her a present for that one.'

He thought it over for awhile, something in the back of his mind was telling him not to do it, but like usual he told it to shut up. "Well since you can't buy anything it...couldn't hurt too much to take you." He finally said.

The grin on Shawn's face was beginning to make him regret this already, "Thanks Hunter!" he shouted as he hugged him. "I promise, I'll stay completely out of trouble this time!"

Hunter just sighed as he hugged Shawn back, 'That's what you always say.'

The drive to Wal-Mart was mostly uneventful except for Shawn's constant, "Are we there yet?"

Hunter gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white, "Shawn for the hundredth time! We aren't there yet!"

"Oh." Shawn sat silent for what Hunter counted as the most quiet five seconds of that day, "Are we there now?" he asked.

Hunter growled and was about to say some words to Shawn that he didn't even know existed, until he looked out the window. "Actually Shawn we are." As soon as Hunter parked, Shawn sprinted out of the car towards Wal-Mart only to stopped by a rope, which when it began pulling him back he realized it was connected to Hunter.

"Hunter! What are you doing?!" Shawn shouted as Hunter continued pulling him back.

"You're not gonna leave me out here and run off so I won't be able to find you." Hunter untied Shawn, but before the heartbreaker could escape again, the game handcuffed them together. "Now no matter how much you try I'm gonna make sure you can't get into any trouble in there!" Hunter said triumphantly.

Shawn pouted at Hunter as he led them inside. "Now Shawn you can do whatever you want, but I'm not letting you out of my sight."

As soon as the two degenerates entered they came face to face with none other then the Undertaker and Batista, "What are you two doing here?" Hunter asked.

"Dude, it's Wal-Mart. The question is who isn't in here." Dave said.

Hunter shrugged, "Good point, but really what are you two doing here?"

"Taker ran out of eyeliner and Jericho needed a new mirror. He said his reflection was getting cloudy on the one he has now."

Hunter stared at him disbelievingly, "You're actually here to get him a new mirror?"

Dave shook his head, "No. I'm here cause he wouldn't shut up about the damn mirror. Hunter I don't know how you did it man. Putting up with Jericho's ego all the time while you were on Raw."

"Yeah sometimes I wonder how I did it myself."

"So what are you doing here?" Taker asked.

"Well Shawn and I were..." When Hunter turned to look at Shawn he noticed the heartbreaker was nowhere to be found. "Damn it! I knew Randy shouldn't have gave him that book on how to escape out of handcuffs in five seconds flat."

"So what's the problem? I mean what kind of trouble can he get into in Wal-Mart?" Taker asked.

Hunter just shook his head, "I'm not even gonna answer that. Just help me find him ok?"

Taker and Dave stared at him, "No."

"Why not?!"

"We're not as crazy as we look. There's no way we're chasing Shawn around!" Taker said sternly.

Hunter sighed. "Please guys? I'll pay you."

"No."

"I'll forfeit the belt to one of you?"

Dave shook his head, "I don't think so."

"I'll be your personal servant for two weeks?"

This choice got Hunter a set of quirked eyebrows and a evil smirk. "Make it a month and we've got deal." Taker said.

"Same thing and add three pay paper views to it." Dave added.

Hunter sighed again, "Alright fine."

"Good. Now do you know where he is?" Taker asked.

Hunter took off running with Taker and Dave right behind him, "Yeah I know where he is. I just hope he hasn't done too much damage yet."

Shawn growled as he ran through Wal-Mart. He could have sworn he'd been through every aisle yet there was no sign of any kind of electronics aisle. "I have to find to find the video games. I mean really, how can they release the Legends of Wrestlemania video game like three weeks early and not tell anybody!"

Finally when he saw a row of digital cameras, Shawn knew he'd hit gold. "Yes! Its about time!" He ran over to glass case that held which held all the games he began scanning the rows until he saw the sleek black case that had legends of Wrestlemania written on it.

'I wonder if I could use sweet chin music to get the game and the run out?' He quickly canceled that idea and went with plan B. He reached into his jacket for his emergency game escaping disguise kit which consisted of a set of dark rimmed glasses, a fake handlebar mustache, and a hat. He quickly put them on and walked over to the cashier and in the worst Undertaker impression ever he said, "Excuse me can I get some assistance?"

The cashier stared up at Shawn in confusion, "Uhhh...what do you need?" she asked slowly.

Shawn pointed to the game again and said happily, "I'm a pro wrestler...uhh I mean a pro wrestling game tester. If you could put that Legends of Wrestlemania game into that X-box 360 over there, so I could test it, I'd be extremely happy."

"Uh huh, well I didn't know testers for wrestling games existed, but okay I'll get it for you." She walked over and opened the case for Shawn, setting up the 360 for him. "Call me when your done and I'll lock the case back for you."

Shawn quirked his eyebrow, "You mean your leaving it unlocked?"

She shrugged, "Well yeah. You might need to test something else and I don't feel like coming back over to keep locking and unlocking that thing."

'Thank God for lazy people!' Shawn thought with a grin. "Thank you so much!" He turned back to the controller and looked up at the screen. "Now...let's see what this thing can do!"

No sooner did Shawn start playing he felt someone tug at his jacket. He looked down and saw a boy who looked no older than thirteen. "Hey aren't you Shawn Michaels?" He asked.

Shawn froze. He was sure that his disguise was foolproof. "No! Of course I'm not Shawn Michaels! I'm just a guy, who looks like a guy, who looks like a guy, who looks like Shawn, but I'm not Shawn!"

The boy stared at him in confusion, "Wow...ummm since I didn't understand that I'm just go walk away slowly."

When the kid was finally out of eye range Shawn turned back the the screen where he was getting his ass beat by Andre the Giant. "I always knew that being able to say extremely confusing sentences would come in handy one day!"Shawn had become so entranced by the game he didn't notice the small crowd gathering around him watching him play. 'Uh-oh this can't be to good!'

Of course a few rows away the three heartbreaker hunters were still trying to find their target. They had found Taker's eyeliner, Jericho's mirror, and Hunter even found a new sledgehammer, but no Shawn. "Now look Hunter!" Mark shouted. "Where the hell is he?! We've been running around this place for a good half hour and we still can't find him!"

"Look! I know what I'm doing and to catch him we're going to need some bait." Hunter grinned as he looked around and realized they were in the toy aisle. "You think they have any elimination chamber playsets left?"

Dave chuckled, "Are you kidding me? You're gonna bait him with that after his little breakdown at that DXommerical a few weeks ago."

"Yeah. I really don't want to, but its the best chance we have. At least we'll get him to follow us so we can capture him."

"Fine." Dave said. "But your carrying that thing around!"

As they walked down the aisle they couldn't believe what they saw. The shelves were completely filled with playsets. "Oh my God! I knew it wasn't a good idea to bring him here!"

"I guess we definitely shouldn't lead him down here! Who knows what he could do?" Taker said.

Dave thought it over, "Actually this might help us out some. Hunter grab one of those and lets keep looking for him."

When the three superstars left the aisle they saw something strange. There was a huge line starting a few aisles down and lead all the way back to them. All three shared confused glances as they followed the line. When they got to the end there was a huge crowd formed. "Guys I think we've found Shawn." Taker said.

Dave tapped a kid on the shoulder and asked, "What exactly is going on here?"

The kid looked up at him and glared, "Some old guy is hogging the 360. I don't really see why...THE GUY HAS NO SKILLS ANYWAY!"

Dave had to chuckle at that and pulled out a picture of Shawn, "Is this the guy?"

The kid stared at the picture for a moment, "He does kinda look like Shawn Michaels! Except he's wearing a hat and has glasses and a mustache."

Dave looked back at Hunter who nodded and Dave turned back to the kid, "Thanks a lot. Now you might want to get out of here, things are about to get a little crazy." The small boy nodded and ran off. "So what's the deal with the disguise?"

"He calls it his emergency game escaping disguise kit." Hunter explained. "It might have worked too, if I wasn't with him the day he bought it."

Taker just shook his head, "Wow. That's something that only Shawn could come up with. Now let's get this show on the road. These people look like they're getting ready to riot!"

The others nodded and got in position. Hunter got closer to the crowd so that Shawn could see him. Dave and Taker waited a few aisles down, so when Shawn took the bait they could trap him.

Hunter walked calmly over to crowd of people and shouted, "Hey Shawn! I have a present for you!"

Since his brain shut down after hearing the word "present" Shawn quickly released the controller and ran toward Hunter, "What is it? What is it?!" Hunter quickly raised the box with the elimination chamber in it and Shawn froze in his tracks.

"Hunter..." He growled. "Give me that thing! It needs to be superkicked!" Hunter ran off with Shawn hot on his heels. The plan was going all well and good until it came time to trap him.

"Damn it!" Hunter's foot hit one of the metal bins in the middle of the aisle. He lost his balance and the playset slid down the wrong aisle...the aisle where they had originally got that thing from. "Oh no..."

Shawn had been chasing Hunter blindly and when he saw the playset slid away from him he instantly followed it. When he caught the box and stomped the hell out of it he slowly looked up. "What the hell..." He realized it then. He was surrounded by the evil toys that had kept him until five in the morning and that he could never figure out why he kept having five pieces leftover!

Taker, Dave, and Hunter knew they had made a big mistake as they watched Shawn snap. He let out a war cry as he began attacking the boxes, even superkicking some of them off the shelves.

"Hunter...what do we do now?" Dave asked as he ducked when one of the boxes flew past his head.

"Well since we do have him boxed in...You go get him Dave."

"Why do I have to do it?!" he shouted.

"Cause Taker would tombstone me if I asked him and I prefer to be conscious right now soo... you do it."

Dave sighed and reluctantly walked toward Shawn. "Shawn put the box down ok?"

Shawn's head snapped towards him and he stared, "The boxes are walking now!" He immediately tackled Dave, but when the big man wouldn't go down Shawn tried again this time using another one of the boxes as a battering ram. "Ha! You're not gonna get the best of me!"

With Dave on the ground catching his breath Shawn began attacking the shelves again. Hunter looked up in horror as the shelf began to rock. He looked down at Taker who'd noticed it too and they both began to charge toward Shawn, hoping to stop him from kicking it anymore. When Shawn noticed them he quickly kicked the shelf hard one more time and dodged out of the way.

"Oh...!" Taker started.

"...Shit!" Hunter finished. The two superstars ran head first into each other, landing hard on the ground. Shawn's last kick had been enough to tip the shelf backwards beginning a domino effect that demolished everything from the toy section to the auto mechanics section. After being hit by a few of the flying boxes the animal, the deadman, and the game surveyed the destruction.

"Great. Just great!" Hunter said. "How the hell are we gonna explain this to Vince!"

"We?!" Dave and Taker shouted.

"Yes we! You're in this too!"

"This was your idea. We just happened to run into you here!" Dave shouted back.

Hunter glared at them, "You agreed to help help me!" While the three argued another man walked up and calmly tapped Hunter on the shoulder.

"Excuse me? I'm the manager here and I need you too..."

Hunter turned on the guy and shouted angrily, "Shawn! Will you take that stupid disguise off already! You've already destroyed half of Wal-Mart!" He quickly pulled at the guy's mustache, tugging on it hard. "Damn! What the hell did you put that thing on with!"

"That isn't fake! Its..." A loud ripping sound followed by a scream echoed the store. Hunter held the piece of mustache he'd pulled off in his hand while glancing between it and its owner.

"Oh...you really are the manager aren't you?" Hunter said softly.

"...SECURITY!" Two huge security guards appeared behind the manager. "ALL OF YOU ARE BANNED FROM HERE FOR LIFE! NOW GET THESE ASSHOLES OUT OF MY STORE!" The two guards picked up Hunter and escorted him out which led to him being brought to the front door and thrown on a table full of girl scout cookies. The manager walked out and snatched the other half of his mustache from Hunter and before stomping back inside said, "Be prepared to receive a very, very large bill."

Hunter sighed and dropped his head back on to the table, "Hey Hunter! I was wondering when you'd come out here." Shawn said.

Hunter's head shot up as he looked at Shawn leaning against the wall eating a ice cream cone. "Shawn?! How the hell did you get out here!"

Shawn laughed, "After I exacted my revenge against the elimination chamber, I got hungry, so I came out here and got some ice cream!"

"You mean you've been out here this entire time?!" Hunter shouted as he rose of the table.

"Of course I was! Where else would I be?" Shawn started backing away slowly when Hunter started coming at him with his hands outstretched, "Umm...Hunter what are you doing?"

Hunter had an insane look that could have rivaled Shawn's on his face. He grabbed the sledgehammer he'd stolen and began chasing Shawn around the parking lot. "Shawn come back here! I'm about to play whack a heartbreaker!"

Taker and Dave stared in amusement as Hunter chased Shawn around. "Do you think we should help him?" Dave asked as he sat down.

"Hell no! We did our part. We may have gotten banned from Wal-Mart for this, but we both have Hunter as our servant for a month so it all works out. Now just relax and enjoy the show." Taker said.

"Hunter come on man! I'm sorry I know I broke my promise, but put that sledgehammer down!"

"No way! I already know what I'm gonna tell Vince when I drag you back unconscious with a few more bumps on your head!"

As the Deadman and the Animal watched Taker spoke up, "You know something Dave this was a good experience for Hunter. He learned a very valuable lesson today that he should teach to everyone else."

"Which is?"

"Never and I mean never let Shawn set foot inside of Wal-Mart! You'll end up banned and charged with thousands of dollars worth of property damage."

Dave nodded, "That's a very good lesson indeed, my friend. A very good lesson indeed."