Time: The next day after our heroes read 'The Most Messed Up Wrestling Show Ever' fan fic. On Earth, it's approximately July 27th, 2007.

Bret sat at the kitchen table. He'd just finished eating breakfast and was currently reading a Calgary Sun newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee. The paper was just one of the many that had built up at his Calgary home during his first stay on the SOD. During his vacation, he'd read through the papers that were dated January and February and had begun the March ones. The paper in his was from March. He'd taken a whole suitcase of newspapers onto the Satellite. Although the papers were old, they reminded him of home.

Bret was trying to enjoy his paper, but, aside from ordinary breakfast noises, the kitchen was too quiet. Too quiet…considering that DX was sitting at the table with him.

Shawn sat on Bret's left. He'd just finished eating all the cereal from his bowl, and at the moment, was looking down at the bowl. He was also stirring the remaining milk around, creating the annoying noise that is heard whenever silverware scrapes ceramics.

Hunter sat on Bret's right, directly across from Shawn. Hunter was looking at Shawn and chewing on toast that he barely tasted before swallowing. Meanwhile, Shawn kept on just scraping his bowl with his spoon…making that noise. That noise irritated Hunter. It irritated him so much that Hunter broke the verbal silence.

Hunter: Shawn…(Shawn didn't look up) Shawn…could you please stop that?

At Hunter's request, Shawn stopped scraping his spoon. Shawn then lifted his head, but only enough so that Hunter was able to see his angry blue eyes.

Then, Shawn lowered his head back down. He started scraping his bowl with his spoon again. It seemed that he was doing it louder and more purposefully.

Hunter: Shawn…(he looked to Bret, who was still reading his paper)

Bret, though seemingly occupied with his paper, had watched what was going on between DX. He also knew that Hunter was looking at him with a 'help me' expression on his face.

Bret: (moved his paper just enough in order to look Hunter in the eye) Leave me out of this. (he moved his paper back to its original position in order to hide his face)

Hunter: (trying once more to reach Shawn) I asked you nicely Shawn to stop doing that.

This time Shawn put down his spoon. He sat up straight and looked over to Bret.

Shawn: Bret…

Bret: (moved his paper just enough so that he could look at Shawn)

Shawn: Could you please ask the person on your right for the orange juice?

Bret: (sighs and looks to Hunter) Could you…

Hunter: (snapping) I heard him. (he couldn't help but think, 'Of all the immature things to do…)

Hunter passed the pitcher of orange juice across the table to Shawn.

However, Shawn refused to take it, and instead, he leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.

Shawn: I want you to pass it to Bret, who will pass it to me.

Bret: (moving his paper down to look at Shawn) I will?

Hunter: What the hell Shawn? Take the damn juice.

Shawn: No.

Hunter: Why?

Shawn: Because I'm angry with you.

Hunter: So angry that you're acting like a child.

Shawn: After what you did you're lucky I'm even talking to you.

Hunter: Shawn, I want to talk about this. I want you to understand.

Shawn: What is there to understand? As far as I can see it, you did the equivalent of what your fan fic character did to mine yesterday.

Hunter: That analogy is a little extreme, don't you think?

Shawn: Not after what you did.

Hunter: You're overreacting.

Shawn: (uncrossing his arms) I am not. You stabbed me in the back and then you couldn't face me.

Hunter: I couldn't face you because I was worried that you would react…kind of the way you're reacting now. And this situation wouldn't even have come up if you hadn't gone through my room in the first place.

Shawn: (leaning closer to the table) Well I wouldn't have gone through your room if I hadn't felt that you were hiding something from me. Which, you were.

Hunter: I only did so because I wanted to preserve our friendship.

Shawn: What friendship? (although he tried to hold back his feelings, Hunter looked hurt by this comment) Friendship is based on trust and right now, I don't trust you.

Hunter: I'm really sorry for that…

Shawn: I don't want to hear it Hunter. It would be best if you and I don't say anything to each other for a couple of days. I don't even want to see you.

For a moment, no one spoke.

Hunter: So…are you leaving?

Shawn: Leaving?

Hunter: Leaving the kitchen? So that you don't have to see me right now.

Shawn: (standing up) If anyone should leave the kitchen, it's you.

Hunter: Why?

Shawn: Because I was sitting in here long before you came in.

Hunter: (standing up) Long before? You were just sitting down with I entered.

Shawn: I was still here before you.

Hunter: Well, I'm not leaving.

Shawn: Oh yes you are.

Hunter: No I'm not.

Shawn: Yes you…

Bret: (slamming his paper down on the table as hard as possible and talking in a stern voice) That's enough!

Both members of DX looked at Bret and sat back down in their chairs. Shawn and Hunter had actually forgotten that Bret was there.

Bret looked away from DX and then saw that the Satellite's cameras were recording.

Bret: (to the main camera) Oh…hi.

Hunter: (to Bret) So, how long do you think the camera's been recording?

Bret: Most likely they've been recording since you and Shawn began your lover's quarrel.

Hunter: Hey!

Bret: Certainly seemed to me that that's what was going on.

Shawn: If I were gay, Hunter would be the last man that I would be with.

Hunter: You're only saying that right now because you're upset.

Shawn: What's that supposed to mean?

Hunter: I mean that you're upset and you don't know what you're saying.

Shawn: I know perfectly well what I'm saying.

Hunter: (to Bret) He doesn't really know what he's saying.

Shawn: I do. You backstabbing, power hungry son of a…

Bret: (admonishing) Shawn…(Shawn looks at him) Before you say something very un-Christian…maybe we should talk about this…calmly.

Shawn: I don't want to talk.

Hunter: You're wasting your breath Bret.

Bret: At least, would you two mind explaining why you're ready to throw your friendship out the window…because I'm sure our viewers are scratching their heads trying to figure out what's going on right now.

Shawn: I'd love to explain.

Hunter: You'll talk to the audience and not to me?

Shawn: I already know that the viewing audience is full of underhanded people that would stab their best friend in the back. (Hunter is speechless as Shawn looks into the camera) Well, this whole situation began…it began yesterday morning actually, just as we were reading our fan fic…when I started getting the feeling that Hunter was hiding something from me. And I got that feeling when Vince and Shane kept bringing up something about a deal that Hunter had made, which they began talking about after Vince had given us the opportunity to get off the satellite sooner. Of course, to get off the satellite, we would have to be nice to Vince, which oddly Hunter was.

Hunter: I was not.

Shawn: (to Hunter) Don't interrupt. (continuing) Of course, if that wasn't enough, none of us were quite right when we were transported back to the satellite. As you know, I was in Bret's body; he was in mine and Hunter and Sean were in each others.

Bret: Luckily, Vince's men finally got the transporter working as it should.

Shawn: Yeah, three hours after we read yesterday's post. Anyway we, and Shane, were able to switch back. So after that fiasco, we all went our separate ways.

Hunter: And as I was working out in the gym…

Shawn: I chose that time to go into Hunter's room and see if I could find something that would let me know what Hunter was hiding. And I hit the jackpot.

Hunter: You went through the drawer of my writing desk.

Shawn: Where I found that you'd signed a new contract…with Vince. A contract that allows you to come back by Summerslam and participate at semi-main event status…with room to move up.

Hunter: I had my reasons for signing that…

Shawn: Yes, so that you could have your career back. And there were provisosin the contract. One, you…

Hunter: Wait, you memorized them?

Shawn: I knew it would come in handy. So, provision one was that you would be nicer to Vince. Two, that you would influence the rest of us to be nice to Vince.

Hunter: Like I stuck to those provisos.

Shawn: Three, that you would stop insulting Shane…which you did.

Hunter: After he reminded me that it was a proviso in my contract.

Shawn: And finally, that when you returned to RAW, that you would follow every storyline that Vince planned, no matter how stupid, unbelievable, or degrading it was.

Hunter: Don't you want to know exactly why I did it?

Shawn: I already know why. You did it for the glory…the money…the title...

Hunter: (interrupting loudly) Please…do you think Vince would give me the title? (calmer) I did it to see my wife and daughter more often…(Shawn was speechless) I had Vince promise me that if I did as he wished me to, that I would be allowed to see my family when he brought me to Earth for the wrestling shows. I need my family, Shawn.

Shawn: If you'd only told me about everything right from the start…

Hunter: I…I…

Suddenly, Sean comes into the kitchen. He interrupts Hunter.

Sean: (looking triumphant and overly enthusiastic) I've done it!

Everyone looked at Sean. Their serious faces told Sean that something was up.

Sean: Am I interrupting?

Shawn: No. Hunter: Yes.

Sean: (eyes Shawn and Hunter who'd just contradicted each other when they'd answered at the same time) Which is it?

Bret: Um…(changing the subject to avoid another DX argument) so Kid, what have you done?

Sean: I finished.

Bret: Finished what?

Sean: Remember how I working in the holoporter just before our vacation?

Bret: Barely.

Sean: Well yesterday, after we were put back into the right bodies, I reentered the holoporter to complete the work that I'd started…and now, I'm finished.

Bret: (between DX's arguments and Sean's vague ramblings, he was getting a headache) Finished with what?

Sean: That's what I want to show you. Come on.

Sean left the kitchen. After a moment, Bret, Shawn and Hunter followed him.

Hunter: Out of curiosity Kid, when was the last time you slept.

Sean: When I was knocked out by Vince's tranquilizers.

Hunter looked at Sean with concern. Due to his excitement, Sean doesn't notice.

Our heroes made their way to the holoporter. Outside the holoporter, they found Serpentina, who seemed to be waiting.

Hunter: (to Sean) What's your girlfriend doing here?

Sean: I asked her here. And she is not my girlfriend. After this, I hope she'll realize that.

Sean touched a panel with his hand, which triggered the holoporter door to unlock and open. Our heroes entered.

Before them was a metal table. A white sheet covered whatever was on the table. Tools and metal scraps were scattered around the holoporter.

Hunter: What is this, Kid?

Shawn: Why don't you just give him a chance to explain?

Hunter: I thought you weren't interested in other people's explanations.

Shawn: I am in the Kid's.

Sean: (now he knew something was up and it was something to do with DX) Thanks Shawn…I think.

Bret: So, what is all this Kid? I t looks like a mad scientist's lab.

Sean: I've almost felt like a mad scientist. I've been mad with trying to find a way to solve my problem with Serpentina…for both our sakes. (he came to Serpentina) Serpentina, you're a wonderful…girl…woman…but it just doesn't work between us. Do you understand what I'm saying?

Serpentina: (nodded at him sadly)

Sean: (to Serpentina) I'm hoping we can be friends. And as your friend, I have something to show to you.

Sean turned his back on Serpentina and went over to the metal work table. He removed the white sheet revealing to all a metallic creature, who's head was on the left end of the table, its tail on the right.

Shawn: Oh my God…

Hunter: You built another…you built another Serpentina?

Sean: Kind of. It's based on her design…but it's programmed to be male.

Bret: You built Serpentina a mate?

Sean: Yes.

Serpentina came to the table and began inspecting the creature on it. She was scanning it into her programming.

Sean: I think she's pleased with it.

Hunter: Yeah, but does it move?

Sean: Of course it moves.

Shawn: There you go, Hunter, doubting the Kid again.

Hunter: All I did was ask if the thing moved.

Shawn: You said what you said to demean what the Kid has done.

Hunter: First, don't use words you don't know the meaning of, and second, I was only voicing a concern. Serpentina is going to get bored if the thing on the table doesn't move.

Shawn: Like you were thinking about Serpentina. You were coming up with another way to insult the Kid. You never say anything positive about him.

Hunter: (upset that Shawn keeps starting arguments) I…I…

Sean: (to Bret) Did I miss something?

Bret: (remembering that the Kid had been in the holoporter when the problem between DX had began) Long story. I'll explain later.

Shawn: (reacting to Hunter's last attempt to speak) You…you…

Hunter: You are such a…

Bret: (admonishing) Hunter…(Hunter looks at him, as does Shawn) Before you say something that you'll regret, let's turn our attention back to the Kid. (he sighed, playing peace maker wasn't easy, then to Sean) Go on Kid, this is your moment. Don't let them (he gestured to DX) ruin it for you.

Sean nodded and went over to his creation. He switched as little lever up on the machine. Suddenly, the sound of a generator warming up was heard. The sound faded, and the machine started to move.

First, it opened its camera lens eye.

Bret: Does that camera work?

Sean: Yes, but unlike Serpentina's, it's not connected to Vince's controls. Vince can't use it to spy on us.

The machine's eye blinked, as it scanned its surroundings into the machine's memory unit. Then, the machine moved its neck to better scan everything around it. When the machine turned its head to its right, it saw Serpentina, who was taking in information on this new machine's movement patterns.

The new machine sat up. Still keeping its eye on Serpentina, it began to move its snake like body off of the work table. Once it had slithered to the ground, the new machine straightened its body, so that it reached a height of six feet.

Serpentina was an inch smaller. She and the new machine just stared at each other.

Sean: (who'd stepped up to the two machines) I think some introductions are in order. Serpentina, I'd like you to meet Snakoid. Snakoid, meet Serpentina.

Hunter: Snakoid?

Sean: He's a snake-like android. I thought the name was appropriate.

Serpentina leaned her head towards Snakoid, examining him very closely. After a minute or so, Snakoid leaned in and rubbed his metallic cheek against Serpentina's own.

Serpentina reacted by quickly retracting her head and coiling it close to her body.

Sean: (who'd come back to stand next to Bret) I think he surprised her.

Bret: You know I almost think that if she could, she'd be blushing right now.

Sean: (excited) You're right!

Snakoid had meanwhile moved closer to Serpentina. Serpentina slowly brought her head away from her body. She then stood straight up as she looked Snakoid over again.

Snakoid turned his head and at the same time gestured to the holoporter door. Serpentina nodded and together, they slithered to the door. The door opened for them and they made their exit.

Shawn: Where are they going?

Sean: My guess is that they're going somewhere to get better acquainted.

Bret: Strange…kind of sweet, but strange. (to Sean) You did it though.

Sean: (pleased with himself) I really did, didn't I? I think she'll be happier this way.

Bret: Yeah, she's with her own kind…whatever kind that is.

Sean: Yeah, I know.

Bret: You sound like you're almost going to miss her.

Sean: A little…

Hunter: Kid…

Sean: (knowing what Hunter is thinking) But not like that. It was just a new experience for me to be the center of someone's world. I don't get nearly that much attention from my own wife.

Bret: But it's for the best.

Sean: Yeah.

Just then, the satellite beeped in the annoyingly familiar way that signaled that Vince was contacting our heroes.

All: (groan)

End of Chapter 1

I hope everyone enjoyed reading this.

I enjoyed writing the arguments and the first meeting between Serpentina and Snakoid.