Frustration sets in...
shawn stood there as bret kicked the door with frustration...he knew by the pile of snow around the doorway that kicking wasnt going to do much of anything but by that point, he didnt really care!

"Uh Bret...what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? I am not doing this just for fun!"

"Certainly looks like it, 'cause that is NOT going to do MUCH of anything if you ask me.." Shawn remained silent as Bret turned around to face him; Bret hated the fact that Shawn always did seem like such a blonde...but now he was past just hating him, he was going to kick his ass if he didnt get his head back on straight; if it ever was in the first place.

"Just shut UP ok? can you do that for once? Or would that be too hard for you to handle?"

"I can shut up, but I'm just saying..." Shawn raised his eyebrows at him as he stood there, feeling like he was about to explode.

"Well, since you are known for saying shit and not doing anything, how about you make yourself actually useful for once and help me find a cleared doorway!" Bret then walked down the next hallway as Shawn followed...man, would this guy just stop being dumb for once!

After several minutes go by:

Bret, I thought you said we were looking for a doorway that was cleared?"

"YOU are looking for a doorway, while I am going to find someone who actually has some COMMON SENSE around this place. You just dont get it, do you? I dont Like YOU!" He turned to face him once again, only this time, Shawn stepped back. Maybe Shawn was finding his brain after all, he was actually getting the point for once.

"...Ok...I will...just call me if you find a way out then..." Shawn then walked in the opposite direction, leaving Bret the Hit Man alone for the first time all evening. Thank god, Bret thought, because if he would have stood there for one more second, he was going to see it that Shawn needed a new head!

20 Minutes later...

"Bret? Where are you?" Shawn called out. He had been unable to find an open doorway, or at least, he wasnt able to find one. He walked around then looking for his arch enemy. finally, after a few minutes, he spotted him clear across the main hallway. "Hey Bret, you find a door? I didnt..."

Bret turned to the voice. "No, and unfortunately, no common sense besides my own has been found either!" Bret tried to turn back around, until Shawn grabbed his shirt collar.

"YOU LISTEN TO ME, SCUM BAG!" Shawn yelled. "I have some common sense alright, and by the sound of it, I seem to have more than what you have, due to the fact that at least I'M man enough to set differences aside and deal with what comes along...unlike you!"

"Say what? Why how dare you---" Bret slugged Shawn in the face once and attempted to throw him against the wall, until Shawn made his comeback and gave him a small dose of Sweet Chin Music. Bret fell down for the count as Shawn still stood there, breathing with exasperation.

"YOU disrespect me again, and you will be eating more off of my boot! Now quit it! Grow the hell up and let's act like men! Here we are-stuck here in the middle of this huge building, now come on, there has to be some way out of here! Let's go." He then walked further down the hall reguardless of whether Bret followed or not. How it had been so like him just to go off of the deep end not caring about any one else who stood in his way.

"FINE! wait up for me then! you want to act like men? Let's see how man enough you are!"

...15 minutes later...

"Darn it, I'm starved!" Shawn complained once again. See, Bret knew he wouldn't last too long without carrying on like a little snob nosed brat.

"You-STARVED! After you ate my damn apple! Come on, at least you got SOMETHING to eat..." Bret rolled his eyes once again. Here Shawn had been such a tough guy so many minutes ago, and here he was now...need he say more? Shawn glanced back but said nothing...the Hit Man, the entire time, had just been wishing for someone to get him out of here before he killed himself or Shawn due to his stupidity.

"I can't help that I am hungry. Snow makes me hungry..." wtf? Bret almost laughed at the insanity of this comment. Snowhungry! Bret didnt honestly know what to think now.

"Snow makes you hungry! Well isn't that the VERY FIRST TIME I have ever heard of that one!"

"...It's true..."

"SHUT UP!" God...Did Shawn ever shut his mouth? Well, no, and Bret knew this for a fact. They continued on down the hall without any further conversation; that was until they arrived to this one particular hall way...it had been shut off by security many times before and now was no acception. they crossed the yellow taped line and went on through, still looking for a door that would get them out of there.

"This should work...come on, let's go to the main office..." Shawn motioned. Bret scratched his head since he had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

"The main office? Shawn...what in the---?"

"Just follow me..." so reluctantly, Bret followed. They came upon Shane's office doorway...this wasnt the main office...in fact there was no such thing.

"Uh...Shawn...I hope you know, this isn't the main office..."

"Well it's the thought that counts, right? Come here and help me." Bret would be damned if he had to help Shawn out with anything...this was the same man who had insulted him within many pages of his book, and here he was, asking for his help; Bret didnt think so... "Bret, you going to help or not?"

"You go on ahead...because after all, I am just a horrible wrestler, right?" Shawn groaned...how he knew this was coming, he didnt know, but he knew it nonetheless. He pressed his fingers upon the clamps but again, nothing would budge...quickly, he tried to back up and kick the window open, and instead his leg bounced off; well he'd be darned, it was bullet proof glass!

"Well that didnt work! OUCH!" He rubbed his leg for a few moments as Bret looked around for any other signs of an entry way of some kind: there were none. So here they were, stuck together still. Bret had no idea how he would last all through the night if he had to, and Shawn apparently felt the same exact way...out of frustration, they both walked out the office door and ran around the halls, looking for any door, window or otherwise in order to get out of there...because by that time, both of them were about to kill each other...

If only they knew that they wouldn't be totally forgotten that night...