A/N: So lately I've been having trouble updating, and coming up with ideas for stories… and a friend told me that if I get stuck to write a short one shot to unload my brain, so I can get new idea's flowing. So welcome to random one-shot land! –Will be updated frequently-

"Cody, I'm bored!" Ted whined. Cody walked out of the bathroom, into the bedroom part of His and Ted's hotel.

"What do you want me to do about it?" Cody asked while buttoning up his shirt.

"I don't know… entertain me!"

Cody sighed. "Ted your 26 years old, I think you're capable of entertaining yourself; and if you're not, that's pretty pathetic." Cody walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Ted asked.

"Out. Hunter and I have to plan our match." He started to open the door.

Ted got an idea. "Can I come?"

Cody starred at his tag team partner. "No." He took one step out the door.

"But why?" He whined.

"Because it's only for the leaders of the tag team." He told Ted matter-of-fact.

"But you're not the leader, Randy is." He shot back.

"Well Randy isn't here, now is he?" Cody asked Ted.

Ted sighed. "Now what?" He thought to himself.

"Ted." Cody said; Ted looked up. "Why do you see what Jeff's up to…? I'm sure he'll amuse you." Cody walked out of the room and shut the door.

Ted got off the bed, wondering where the enigma could be.

Xxx

After searching for Jeff's room for 20 minutes straight, Ted finally found it. When he went to knock on the door the wind blew it right open.

Ted took a baby step in. "Jeff?" He called. Ted heard a few mumbles, as he took a few more steps the words became clearer.

"One thousand, six hundred sixty eight, one thousand, six hundred sixty nine…." Ted took a few more steps forward and saw Jeff sitting on the floor with a tray of skittles in front of him.

"Um Jeff?" ted stepped on Jeff skittle bag. Jeff jumped kicking the tray of skittles; skittles flying everywhere.

"Damn it Ted, you scared the hell outta me." Jeff told him, taking some deep breaths.

"Oh, sorry…" Ted said shyly.

"Don't sweat it." Jeff waved his hand. "Can you just help me pick up my skittles?"

"Um… sure I guess.

-One hour later-

Ted and Jeff finally finished picking up all the skittles. Yes, all of them; Jeff checked the room… twice.

Ted wiped his forehead and dumped the last of the skittles on Jeff's tray.

"Be gentle with them! There like babies!" Jeff said, catching some skittles.

"Sorry…"

Jeff sat back down on the ground and began counting the skittles again.

"One, two, three, four, five…."

Ted starred at Jeff. "Is this what you do in you spare time?"

Jeff nodded, without stopping counting the skittles.

Shawn waltzed into the room. "Hey Jeffro." He messed up Jeff's rainbow hair.

Jeff waved and still didn't stop counting.

"Hey Shawn." Ted said.

"Hola Ted." Shawn sat down right next to Jeff and began eating Jeff's Skittles.

Ted's mouth gaped. Jeff was going to be pissed…

"Shawn, what are you doing?" Ted asked almost in a whisper.

"Um eating skittles… duh." He threw some at Ted.

"Won't he be mad?" He pointed to Jeff.

"Puh-la-eeze." Shawn snorted. "Jeff has so many Skittles he usually loses track and eats them all. I'm just getting my share now."

Ted looked a Jeff, seriously pissed off, and then looked back at Shawn. "So you're telling me, that I lost one hour of my life helping this dumbass find his skittles?" Ted questioned.

"Don't worry Theodore; it's happened to all of us." Shawn poured more skittles into his mouth.

"Hardy you're a dead man." Ted told Jeff, getting up off the bed.

"Shit..." Jeff got up and started running. Ted sprinted after him.

Shawn shrugged. "More skittles for me!"

A/N: I'm having fun with this!!

Seriously... expect A LOT of these.