Chapter 3

I don't own the characters Shawn Michaels, Triple H, or The Undertaker. They are owned by WWE although I wished I did since I would make a few changes to storylines.

The low annoying ringing of the alarm on his phone was what woke Mark up from his dead sleep that he was in. Fumbling to reach the phone to shut it off he wound up on the floor looking up at the ceiling, Cursing he reached up and grabbed his phone and shut off the alarm that was going off to let him know it was time to get up for the day. Slowly sitting up in only truly Dead Man fashion he got up and then flopped back on to his bed. After struggling to get back under the covers he shoved his head under the pillow and then tried to go back to bed, but his phone had other plans for him on this early Saturday. Just as he was about to fall back asleep his phone started to ring for real this time since he had already shut off the alarm. Snatching it up he answered the phone.

"WHAT! THIS BETTER BE EITHER GOOD OR IMPORTANT!" screamed Mark into the phone regretting it the moment he did since his head felt like it was about to explode.
"Woops wrong number," said the voice quickly and then they hung up. Mark shut his phone and then threw it across the room so it would just leave him alone. By this point the other person in the bed was starting to move around as if they were just waking up. Mark rolled over to his side and then propped himself up onto his elbow to get a good look at his boyfriend. Carefully reaching over he moved the golden locks out of Hunter's face and then said,

"Morning love. I trust you slept well?"
"Oh my god!" Hunter blurted out when he opened his eyes and looked at his boyfriend for the first time that morning. Mark went wide eyed and then gave Hunter a puzzled look since he didn't know what was causing him to freak out.
"What? I didn't hurt you last night did I?" he said as a light blush formed over his face. Hunter shook his head and then pointed to Mark's own head as if there was something the matter with it.
"Why are you pointing to my head?" He said as he reached a hand up to his head and went to feel his hair but found that there was none. The only thing that Mark could do was scream since he had no clue as to how his hair had gone from really long to gone.

Glen's eyes snapped open when he heard screaming coming from elsewhere in the house. Not sure if someone was hurt he sat up and then realized that he hadn't been sleeping in his bed, but on the floor in front of the TV. He noticed that there was no movies pulled out nor games so he realized that he must have been looking for something to watch when he passed out. Glen tried to think back to why he had even been looking at movies but everything was fuzzy from after they started playing poker. Kane winched when his own phone started to ring. Crawling over to it since when he tried to stand up he nearly fell back down as if he was hung over from the night before. But he kept thinking to himself that wasn't possible since he wasn't drinking the night before unless one of the three other men had slipped him liquor when he wasn't looking. Flipping open his phone he pressed the talk button.

"Hello?" He said well rubbing his temple since his own voice was making his head hurt even more.
"Where are you? I thought you said you would already be waiting?" said the voice sounding kind of upset since they didn't know where Glen was.
"What time is it?" Kane asked reaching over to grab his water bottle and talking a gulp out of it. The person sighed and then spoke up.
"Its almost 10am. You said you would be waiting at the park by 9:30am. When I got there and I didn't find you I tried calling you but I accidently dialed your brother's number by accident,"
"You called Mark? Oh shit maybe that was why there was screaming. He didn't recognize your voice right?" Kane asked in a panicky voice unsure if he was going to be busted by his brother or not.
"I don't think so since when he answered he sounded really hung over. In fact so do you. What the hell happened over there last night?" they said into the phone sounding curious as to what had went on over at the house the night before.
"Shit! I am not even sure what happened baby since I am pretty sure I got slipped booze at some point during the night. I am not sure which of the three that did it but I am 100% sure that one of them did since I just woke up laying in front of my movies,"
"Wait you just woke up? No wonder you weren't there. Here I thought you stood me up. Glen baby get dressed so you can come over to hang out with me. By the way I am at the end of the driveway, I didn't dare go to the door. I make you feel better?" said the voice in a sexy undertone only Glen understood. Glen smirked and got to his feet moving slowly over to his dresser to pull out clean clothes for the day and then some for the next day.
"I am moving as fast as my old body will allow me. Just remember when you are my age your body is going to always hurt from all the punishment that you are taking now in the ring. I love you and I will see you soon," Kane said hanging up the phone. Kane got dressed and then went about leaving the house before anyone would ask him where he was going.

Little did he know Shawn had just gotten up and was looking out the window where he saw Glen leave the house and go over to the person at the end of the driveway. Shawn's eyes went wide when he saw Kane hug and kiss the person. The wind picked up causing the hood on the person's head to move. Shawn caught a glimpse of who thought was Daniel Bryan.
"No way!" Shawn said standing up, but when he did his body nearly gave out since it was in so much pain. Shawn didn't remember much about last night or how he had ended up in the guest bed. He assumed that either Hunter or Mark had carried him up to bed. He wasn't sure what happened but he did know that he was hung over from the night before. Stumbling out of his room he headed down the kitchen for coffee. When he got in the kitchen he stopped in his tracks and froze at the sight he saw.

"What the hell happened to you?" Shawn got out before walking over to the two men in the kitchen that looked to be in really bad shape.
"I don't want to talk about it. Shawn what happened to the table?" Mark said through gritted teeth not looking up from his own cup of coffee. Hunter poured a cup for Shawn and then handed it to him as a peace offer to help him remember anything about last night.
"How would I know? I don't even know how I got up to the guest bedroom last night. The last thing I remember is going into the kitchen for… Oh shit Glen," Shawn started to say when he started to think about what happened the night before. He stopped moving when he remembered what he had done the night before to Glen.
"What about Glen? Speaking of him did you see him when you came down?" asked Hunter trying to not catch the eyes of Mark.
"Uh yeah I saw Glen but I saw him through the window. I think he was leaving with someone. I don't know who it was but they hugged and kissed and then they took off. Although the wind blew the person's hood and I almost thought that they looked like Bryan," Mark nearly choked on the coffee he had been drinking when Shawn dropped his bombshell on them.
"Did you say hug? Kiss? And Bryan? Are you joking?" Mark said in a loud tone making all three of them wince in pain.
"Nope I am not joking. I woke up, looked out the window and that is what I saw this morning. As for what I was talking about. Do you remember me getting Glen a cup of soda?" Shawn said sitting down at the island rubbing his shoulder since it was in pain. In fact shoulders, neck, and the top of his head were all throbbing in pain as if he had been in the ring late last night.
"Kind of Shawn why? What did you do to your shoulder?" Hunter said walking over to his boyfriend so he could rub the hurt shoulder.
"I not sure what I did to them, or my neck, or the top of my head. But last night I put booze in the soda bottle. I made sure Kane got drunk just like we were. I have a feeling that he found out and then tried to kill me," Shawn said as his eyes were rolling around since he was enjoying the feeling of the rubbing from Triple H. Mark had been quiet the whole time since he was starting to remember what had happened after they started to play poker.
"Oh my god…" the other two men turned when Mark had blurted and then half ran walked out of the kitchen to the living room. The others followed him into the living room only to stop when they saw Mark frozen where he stood. He had frozen at the sight on the coffee table. The coffee table in the middle of the room was now covered in pee and other liquids that weren't normally supposed to be on the table.

"Mark what the hell did you do in here?" asked Hunter walking over to Mark who was about to burst into tears since he knew he was totally embarrassed about what he had done in here. Mark walked over to Shawn and then looked at his neck noticing that there were bruises forming in the shape of his hand.
"God I can't believe it happened again," Shawn reached up and took Mark's hand into his own and they laced fingers.
"Baby what are you talking about?" Shawn asked looking into the remorseful eyes of the Undertaker.
"I know what he is talking about. I think it's better if we go out to the kitchen for this talk," Hunter said grabbing both of their hands and then lead them to the kitchen.

Once back out to the kitchen all three men sat down at the island with their cups of coffee. Mark's eyes hadn't left the marks on Shawn's neck since he really felt bad about them since this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

"How many times have you seen me get drunk Shawn?" asked the Undertaker looking at Shawn who was giving him a puzzled look.
"I think last night was the first time I have seen you drunk Mark why do you ask?"
"I don't like when people see me drunk since bad things happen. Just ask Hunter about the last time he saw me drunk," Mark said picking up his cup and then drinking from it. Hunter coughed and then spoke up
" The last time he and I drank was the first night we were together together. What I didn't know was that Mark has an alter personality when he drinks," He started to explain rubbing his hand up and down Mark's leg.
"Huh?" was all Shawn could utter before Hunter started again.
"When Mark drinks a very scary and different side of him comes out. That side is called Mr. Pie, and by the marks on your neck you met him last night at some point. I doubt Glen had anything to do with the pain you're in. When we were drinking the last time Mark had run off to the living room and at the time I didn't know why. So I followed him into the room as was shocked when I saw him pissing on the coffee table,"
"Mr. Pie? Wait I remember you telling me last night that you were going to have Mark tell me this," Shawn said but was shussed by Hunter.
"Now when I caught him pissing on the table I called out to him and tried to get him to stop, but that just mad him angry. He finished up what he was doing and then tackled me to the ground. I wasn't expecting it. I didn't understand why he was so mad since I didn't do anything but call out his name,"
"God I hate this part of the story," Mark said putting his head on the island. Hunter rolled his eyes and then kept going.
"When I was tackled Mark bite my neck hard enough to make me start bleeding. Why I cried out Mark then started to talk. He was saying that I had upset Mr. Pie and I had to be punished. So he stood up and then pulled me up too. Just as I was about to ask what the hell he was talking about Mark tomb stoned me to the floor. All that did was piss me off so I tried to fight back, but Mark grabbed me by my neck and then chocked slammed me to the ground harder than when he tomb stoned me,"
"What the hell Mark?" asked Shawn shocked to see that Mark could be so mean to others. Mark sat up and then spoke up.
"When I am drunk I do not remember what I am doing nor do I know when I reach the stage of Mr. Pie. When I get to that stage I am really plastered and do things that I normally wouldn't otherwise; for example I like to piss on the coffee table in the living room,"
"Wow and I thought I was the crazy one when I drink," Shawn said looking at Hunter so he could finish the story.
"When I was slammed into the floor after the tombstone I blacked out since I was in that much pain. But when I came to I was getting fucked by Mark or who I thought was Mark but I was once again reminded that I needed to be punished by Mr. Pie for upsetting him,"
"So your guys first time was after he reached Mr. Pie stage and you got hurt?" Shawn said in shock since to him it seemed so farfetched.
"Yeah Shawn the first time I took Hunter I was too drunk to even know what I was doing. I am not proud of that. When I woke up the next morning Hunter told me what I did and I was shocked that he said he wasn't mad nor would he leave me. When I got down to the kitchen I drained all the beers, and hard stuff and told my brother never to bring anything like that in the house since I didn't ever want to hurt Hunter again. But I guess he felt the need to bring out Mr. Pie, so if I should be mad at anyone for what happened last night its Glen," Mark said getting up and going to the fridge to find something to eat since he was getting hungry.

The last few minutes of Mark talking Hunter had grown super quiet and stopped moving around in his chair. When he saw that Mark was over by the fridge he freaked out thinking that Glen might have left the note he wrote where it was placed. Hunter jumped off of his stool and then bumped into Mark who was looking at him as if he was crazy.
"Mark come with me upstairs now please?" Hunter said grabbing onto Mark's arm to get him away from the fridge and counter.
"Hunter that can wait till I have gotten some food alright? Better yet take Shawn up and have your way with him. I mean we just did it last night and the night before I slept with Shawn," Mark said trying to pull his arm away from Hunter but couldn't free his arm since it was like Hunter had put a death grip on it. Mark was in shock when he felt Hunter press his lips down hard trying to get him in the mood. Mark kissed back but managed to free his arm in the process.
"MMM do you feel that Mark?" asked Hunter grabbing Mark's hand and shoving it in to his shorts that he was wearing. Since he was naked when he woke up he didn't bother putting boxers on just shorts that he had left at the house. The dead Man's hand wrapped around Hunter's length and teased the tip.
"I do Hunter but I already told you that we are waiting till I eat. Now is there something you're trying to hid from me?"
"No why would you think I was?" Hunter said nipping at Mark's neck getting both Mark and Shawn (who was sitting on his stool in shock as he watched his lovers mess around) to gasp. Mark smirked knowing that he now had Hunter where he wanted him.
"Last night you asked me what was bothering me, and you let it slip that Glen had told you that he overheard my panic attack the other day. So I let it go but I figured you had called him since you could tell that there was something bothering me. So last night after we got home and I went to change I checked his phone to see if I was right. Mind you I was right but I found a note laying on his dresser that I found to be really interesting. Let me read it to you Hunter," he said pulling it out of his hoodie's pocket. Hunter had frozen and then lowered his head when he knew he was caught about last night.
""Kane I did the dishes after you went to bed. I wanted to repay for dinner and your very yummy tasting pie that just happened to make it into a bag which seemed to follow me home. I am leaving you $150 to spend on what we talked about last night. That should be plenty for a couple cases and a few bottles of hard stuff. You know what we like but Shawn likes I guess what you would call girly drinks so please pick something girly up for Shawn. Remember when get home to tell your brother that you want a at home night just the four of us. Poker, beers, some snacks (maybe?) just some normal fun. See you around 6:30 or so. Hunter"

"Baby let me explain before you go Undertaker on me," Hunter started but was cut off by Mark who was smiling at him.

**** Note****

So here we are guys a few years after I last updated on here. I figured it was time to post on here again. But sadly this will be the last post for awhile on here since I don't have anything else wrote for this story at this point. I wrote this years ago when I was a huge fan of WWE. But sadly over the years my love for it has gone away for the most part. So I guess I am saying that I am not even sure where I am going to take this now that I have decided to take a stab at my fanfiction writing again. So please be patient well I start to figure out where this is going to go now. Thank you for all the comments for this story. I hope you enjoy this. If you have any suggestions for this please feel free to message me and I will see what I can do.

Mea Ann Potter