A possible escape...

"What do you expect? Superman!" Kurt gasped to himself as he pushed the car up the steep slick hill. He saw Hunter and Chavo sitting in the warm cover of the car and suddenly became jealous. "Damn it! Why don't they push? Here I am...pushing and being the slave of the century to these two...wait a minute...that isn't fair!" and as soon as he could, he stopped pushing the car. Hunter turned around in the passenger side seat to see Kurt just standing behind the car, looking like a moron...he sighed as he got out of his side of the car to ask him what was up.

"What am I doing? What are you doing is MORE LIKE IT!" Kurt pouted as Hunter rolled his eyes for the thousandth time. "Hey, stop doing that! How about you push with me...? Or are you too good to do that!"

"Hey! At least I am not a stuck up, unlike you!" "EXCUSE ME!" Kurt and Hunter got nose to nose with one another when Chavo got out of the car himself to assess the situation...

"HEY! HUNTER, KURT! Stop it! What is the problem?" "Hunter and you think you're all too good to help push...here I am, slaving my ass off for the both of ya!" Chavo raised his hands in protest.

"Ok...Hunter, you help push..." He saw the looks that were being exchanged between both men. "Ok, ok...I'll help...god!" Then without further argument, all three began to push the broken down car together...
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"Hey Shawn, it's me, Vince...-hiccup- ...ummm...I donno why I am calling you but Hunter and my daughter seem obviously worried...-hiccup- ...about you...so umm call back when you finish what ever the hell you are doing ok? See ya..." Vince then replaced the receiver groggily as he almost fell off his bed. Why the hell was his daughter so damn worried? Here he was, drinking himself silly, and the thought that Shawn could actually get himself stuck at Titan Towers was almost unheard of to Vince...since after all, everyone seemed to be gone by the time his daughter left, right? Right? Then the thought actually struck him...he suddenly remembered seeing Shawn inside that office along side Bret as he walked out the door...what if his daughter might have been correct? Maybe Shawn really was missing...Vince swallowed hard as he picked himself back off of the floor the make yet another phone call...

"Hello?" the voice rang over the phone.

"Yea, Shane, its Vince, listen try to get a hold of Stephanie...something just doesn't seem right about this whole Shawn-Bret situation..." He waited several seconds before his son answered.

"Uh...dad, are you ok? Your speech is really slurred...HAVE YOU BEEN DRINKING AGAIN! Oh god...DAD!" Shane sighed as his father hiccupped once more.

"Uh...maybe...-hiccup- listen just don't worry about me, alright? Worry about Shawn and the state of this company and err...-hiccup- YUP! GOOD STUFF RIGHT HERE!" "The state of this company! Dad, maybe you should get some sleep, really..." "Yea maybe I'll do that...but call Steph alright...I can't seem to remember why though...oh well...uhh bye..." Vince hung up the phone while leaving his son dumbfounded...but he really didn't seem to care right at that moment. Why should he care when all he needed right then was just himself and his nice wine bottle? There was no reason for him to truly care, he repeated to himself. ABSOLUTELY NO REASON AT ALL...
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"There you are! We have been looking all over for you!" Shawn said as ran up to Bret, who was kneeling next to a locked window sill. All this time he had been sitting on the second floor of the building trying to get out on his own; only to leave Shawn and the rest of them snowed in...

Bret looked back at Shawn and his crew coming at him. "DAMN IT!"

"Yea, damn it is right!" Shawn replied back. What kind of selfish punk was Bret anyways? To leave him here with Maria and Steve Austin? Well, he now knew the answer and he would be darned if Bret wasn't going to learn a lesson or two!

"Yea, look at ya!" Steve cut in. "With your stringy black hair, your dumbass sunglasses, hell, you're so pathetic...you know what, you MAKE ME SICK!" Steve then grabbed Bret by the hair and pulled him up off his knees. Shawn just watched as Bret was then pulverized by Steve's tightened fists.

"Ouch! ouwww! Ok...stop it! GOD DAMN YOU STEVE!" "Your skinny little ass thinks I am gonna stop now, you just wait!" Then out of the blue, Maria ran up to both Steve and Shawn with Bret lying face first on the ground.

"Steve! Shawn, stop it! You're hurting the poor man..." She knelt down to help Bret back on his feet. Steve sighed with anger as she was doing this.

"First off, Maria, he's not by any means, POOR! Second...he's no man! Not if that SOB left us here like this!" Shawn suddenly agreed. "Yea, you got that right!"

"But guys, we are stuck in here anyways...why fight when we can get along...?" Maria's words struck the two other men in such a curious way...GET ALONG? Was this girl nuts...no, now she was officially insane!

"Yea, well we would get along, had it not been for Mr. Escapee over here!" Shawn felt the anger building inside as he stood there looking at the man who tried to cheat all three of them. He had become famous for his short temper and right about then it was about to go overboard.

"Shawn...Steve...please, I dont want to see the infamous Bret get hurt..." Her face pouted as she wrapped her arm around the sore man. My god had this day been bad enough? Now it seemed to be getting worse...hell, Bret as it seemed, might have an admirer by the end of the night, and Shawn's head might as well as explode within the next hour if things didn't change! All four of them stood there for a few moments as Maria helped the Hit Man to his feet. "Come on, Shawn, Steve...-Bret-, let's all help each other find a way out of here..." She began to walk away with Bret as the two others stood still to consider their options...Shawn, who hadn't seen another way to get out of there in the past hour, followed Maria and Bret after several minutes; leaving Steve all by himself in the loneliness of the empty hallway.

Then a few moments later, Steve ran after them...he figured that if they were going to find a way out of there, they might as well as stick together for the ride...after all; it wouldn't be too much longer until they found an open window or something, right? Right? ...He wasn't quite aware of what was about to happen next...

He was about to stumble upon a possible way to escape this predicament once and for all...