Wow on to chapter 3 already holy shit this is moving faster than I thought! Thanks to Torilei again for her inspiration! Besides that not much to say! On with the show!

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Phil Brooks, otherwise known as CM Punk, got to the arena early so he could savor his one secret obsession. Punk has always been a Pepsi fan. With his "straight-edge" ways he never consumed alcohol and he grew up on Pepsi. So later in life as he continued his ways, he continued to drink Pepsi. The WWE universe knew him to love Pepsi, he had the logo tattooed on him, and whenever he was out in public, you could always find him sipping on a Pepsi.

But little did anyone know, he was secretly a Coca-Cola fan. Once at a party a few years back, oh lord how he tried to forget, he asked for a Pepsi. He was given his drink and he thought nothing of it. He sat down for a while and sipped on his "Pepsi," or so he thought at least. After the first few sips he realized something, first it wasn't a Pepsi and second it was way better than a Pepsi! He looked around and noticed there wasn't a Pepsi product to be seen anywhere. The sweet delicious nectar he was drinking was a coke.

As a habit, he would get into the arena early and head straight for the soda machines. He couldn't go out in public to buy it, he had an image to protect. So he grabbed his spare change and made sure no one was around as he bought himself the drink of the gods. As soon as he popped the tab, he heard a slight giggle behind him. He closed his eyes and waited for the worst as he slowly turned around, hiding the coke behind his back.

"Yes Jeff?" Punk whispered.

"HEY! How'd you know it was me?" Jeff pouted.

"Jeff you're the only one who'd be here this early and giggle like a little school girl," Punk sighed.

"Whatever!" Jeff said sticking his tongue out at Punk. "Ooooh what's that you're hiding behind your back?" Jeff asked while bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Nothing, I'm not hiding anything, now will you leave me the fuck alone!" Punk screamed at him.

Jeff dropped his head, "I was just wondering…" Jeff pretended to turn around while pulling out his phone. As soon as Punk thought that Jeff was leaving he stretched out his shoulders and took a long sip of his now slightly warm coke.

"Ahaaaa I knew you were hiding something!!!" Jeff yelled out as he spun around taking a picture of Punk mid-sip.

Punk jumped and spilled his coke all over himself. "What the hell is your problem Hardy!"

"Ummm I'm sure that it has something to do with the pound of skittles I ate before I got here…"

Jeff broke out with a huge grin when he realized Punk didn't notice he took the picture of him. "Hey Punk aren't you like the unofficial spokesman for Pepsi? Whatcha doing with a Coke?"

Punk glared at Jeff and stalked off. Jeff shook his head plan already forming. Punk wants to be mean to him, well he'd have his payback!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Next Arena~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Punk walked into the arena on time, instead of his usual early self, ditching his effort on getting a Coke today. He stopped dead in his tracks when everyone around him gave him dirty looks. He didn't think he had done anything wrong. As he walked further into the arena he realized why everyone was mad. On every wall, hanging from the roof, everywhere there were pictures of him caught drinking a coke.

Jeff skipped by and stopped when he noticed Punk. "Oh did you like the decorations? I think it is a very nice touch! There not just backstage either, I put a bunch up around the arena! People should be let in within the next few minutes or so! Enjoy!"

"Why the hell would you do this Hardy!?!?" Punk screamed.

"That is what you get for being mean to me…" Jeff said with a grin. Jeff popped a few more skittles in his mouth before skipping off, "Have fun Punkers!"

One of the camera men looked at Punk and gave him a dirty look before running off.

"It wasn't my fault, I was slipped some Coke at a party…"