I'm not sure why I haven't gotten any reviews on these yet, but oh well. I don't really care, well no, I do but I thought I should say I don't.

This one is based around a tweet I saw Beth Britt make on Twitter the other day. This is what it said:

I witnessed a mom push her kid outta the way so she could be in a pic with Jeff & Shannon by herself AND someone returned an autograph... Because they said Jeff didn't sign his signature "correctly"...REALLY?

So yeah, this is based around that tweet. I'm changing the people around by replacing Shannon with Matt, Beth isn't in it, and I added Adam, but the rest is pretty much going with the tweet that Beth posted. Anyways, I own no one involved, WWE owns them, or they own themselves.

Jeff sat at one of the many tables in the room, a stack of his photos sitting in front of him, a pen held loosely in his hand. He looked around the room at the others, grinning when he saw how few people they had asking for their signatures just like him.

"Hey Copeland, having fun over there?" he said to Adam at the next table, chuckling at the glare he got in return. He turned his head away from him, smiling brightly when he saw Matt walking over to him, a stack of his own photos in his hands along with some of their shirts.

"Hey brother," he greeted Matt, pulling out the chair next to him, and watching as Matt plopped into it, the stack of shirts falling into Jeff's lap. He chuckled once more, and placed the shirts back up on the table before passing a pen over to Matt.

"Hey, so where's all these crazy fans?" asked Matt, looking around the room eagerly. Jeff laughed softly, shaking his head.

"They'll be here," he answered, leaning back in his chair and watching a young boy get his picture taken with Adam. "Adam's got more fans than us, how is that possible?"

"No clue man, but that's not right," said Matt, staring quizzically over at Adam. Adam looked over at them briefly, flashing them his trademark smirk before going back to his newest fan.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hardy?" came a soft voice from in front of the two Hardy brothers. They turned their heads, smiling at the small girl standing in front of their table.

"Well hello there, what's your name?" asked Matt, leaning forward to see the girl more. She stepped back some, her eyes growing wide.

"Don't scare her man," said Jeff, hitting Matt playfully on the arm before looking back at the little girl. "So what's your name?"

"Samantha," she said with a smile, stepping forward once more.

"Cool, we have a friend named Samantha," said Jeff, smiling at the little girl.

"We do?" questioned Matt, looking over at Jeff curiously, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Yes we do, Orton's wife silly," he answered with a laugh, hitting Matt playfully upside the head. The little girl laughed softly before handing Jeff a picture to sign. He grabbed his pen and signed it then handed it to Matt to sign as well.

"Oh there you are Samantha!" said a loud woman, hurrying over to the little girl, grabbing her hand quickly.

"Hello ma'am, would you like an autograph too, or a picture?" asked Jeff, noticing the camera in the woman's hand.

"Oh, a picture would be nice, wouldn't it Samantha?" asked the mother, looking down at her daughter excitedly.

Jeff stood up along with Matt, and walked over to a spot between their table and Adam's then smiled at the little girl, waving her over to them. Before the little girl could move, her mother turned to her and told her to stay there before moving over and standing with Jeff and Matt, demanding Adam to get a picture of them.

"Erm, sure ma'am," mumbled Adam, taking the camera that had been thrown at him. He stood in front of the three of them and snapped the picture, then turned to head back to his own table when his eyes fell on the little girl, frowning when he saw how sad the girl was.

"Hey, how about we get my friend Jeff here to take a picture of you and me?" offered Adam, smiling down at the little girl. The little girl's face brightened as she nodded her head enthusiastically.

Jeff took the camera from Adam and snapped a picture of the two of them before returning to the woman, watching as she walked off with her daughter in a huff.

"What the heck was that all about?" asked Matt, watching the woman's retreating figure.

"No clue," answered Jeff, returning to their table as Adam did the same. Matt walked over and sat next to Jeff, and returned to signing more photos and handing out shirts.

"Man, my hand is cramping up man," said Jeff after signing another picture. Matt laughed as he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his own hands that were also cramping up.

"I know, but at least we only have another hour to go," said Matt, looking over at the clock before turning back to Jeff. "Besides after this we-"

The rest of what he had to say was cut off by a man storming over to them, a woman hurrying to stay with him.

"You signed my girlfriend's picture incorrectly," said the man, thrusting a picture into Jeff's face. Jeff frowned and took the picture, staring at the signature as Matt peered over his shoulder.

"Sir that's how my brother always signs his name," stated Matt, looking up at the man.

"Shut up, I know how he signs his name. I have a picture that he signed years ago that looks nothing like that," he stated angrily, pulling a picture out of his wallet and handing it to Jeff.

"Er, sir, that isn't my signature, that's not even me, that's Shawn Michaels," said Jeff, looking down at the picture, confused as to how this man could possibly get him confused with Shawn Michaels. He stared to point the man towards the table where Shawn was, but the man ignored him.

"Yeah, that's what all you stuck up snobs say. You're just wasting our time," said the man, taking the pictures back and storming away, leading his girlfriend along.

"Uh, what was that?" asked Jeff, blinking after the man left, confused more so than before.

"No idea," answered Matt, glancing up at Adam as he came over to them, chuckling slightly.

"Did that man seriously just confuse you with Shawn?!" he asked, sitting down next to Jeff. Jeff nodded his head, making Adam laugh even louder.

"Oh man, that guy needs some glasses," said Adam, standing up and walking away, laughing still.

"For once, I agree with Adam," said Jeff, standing up and gathering his things, done for the day of signing things. After having someone mistake him for Shawn Michaels, Jeff wasn't sure if he ever wanted to do autograph sessions ever again.

"At least he didn't confuse you with Mark," teased Matt, walking along with him. Jeff rolled his eyes and playfully shoved Matt away then ran away as Matt chased him out of the building and away from scary mothers and blind men.