Okay...this is a very short chapter, almost like filler... I think it's kinda cute though. :) This one is short only because the next chapter is VERY important to the story, and well... I didn't want to rush things too much. ;) Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little chapter, because things are going to go to hell in a handbasket soon, haha. Actually, the bulk of the story has now been written, I just need to edit, etc, and figure out the ending, which has me baffled... But more on that when we get there.

Enjoy!

Shawn Michaels was sitting out on his porch the next day, thinking over the events from yesterday. The ride home from the photo shoot had been awkward, to say the least, but what was more disturbing was the fact that he couldn't stop thinking about that accidental kiss…

'What is it I'm feeling?' he asked himself, staring up at the sky, when a sudden, loud crash interrupted his thoughts.

"What the fuck?!" he heard the Undertaker yell angrily, causing Shawn to laugh slightly before going to see just what had happened.

It was a funny, if not terrifying sight.

There stood the Undertaker, standing by the stove, looking extremely pissed off and baffled, with a huge black pot of…something…spilled all over the floor. The edge of the counter seemed slightly burned, and the…food…on the floor looked like something someone threw up. And the flames coming from the oven were no small problem either.

"What happened?" Shawn laughed, stepping closer. But not too close.

The Undertaker scowled. "I tried to lift the damn pot, but it hit the damn countertop and…spilled." With a growl, he turned off the oven, flames dying almost immediately. Almost.

HBK eyed the concoction on the floor, trying to figure out why the oven was on in the first place. "And, uh, what were you making, exactly?" he asked sweetly, hiding his smile.

At this point, the Deadman blushed slightly. "I was making something for you, to, uh, thank you for helping me with the shoot yesterday… and of course letting me stay with you this whole time. I mean, I could have stayed at the hotel while my house got worked on and--"

"Say no more, Mark," Shawn interrupted, putting his arm around the Undertaker's shoulders. "What are friends for after all?"

Mark smiled and kicked away the pot. "Just the same, thanks, Shawn." He sighed. "Hey, where are the cleaning supplies? I have to clean this crap up."

"Crap is right," the Heartbreak Kid mumbled. The Undertaker raised an eyebrow.

"What did you say?"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"What?"

"…Never mind." Mark shook his head. Shawn was definitely a weird one. But, then again, so was he. Maybe that's why they got along so well…

Shawn noticed that the Undertaker had fallen silent. "A penny for your thoughts?" he asked, hopping up on the counter so that he could sit and be eye-to-eye with Mark.

"Oh, I was just thinking about how funny life is," the Phenom said with a laugh. "I mean, look at us. We're finally getting to know one another, and it turns out we have a lot in common. Life is just so…strange."

Shawn nodded slowly, staring off into nothing. "Strange indeed," he mused, thinking again about the accidental kiss between him and 'Taker. No doubt about it--he had felt the electricity pass between them. But had the Undertaker felt it too? What if it was all in his imagination?

The Heartbreak Kid shook his head, hair flowing freely, banishing the thought. "Ha, now I'm the one going off into dreamland," he laughed. With a smile, he jumped from the counter and began walking into the living room. "Wanna watch a movie with me?" he called over his shoulder.

"Sure. But what are we going to eat?" Mark smiled against his will as Shawn held up a phone. "You ordered out already."

"40 minutes ago. Should be arriving any second now." He laughed at the look of disbelief on the Undertaker's face as the doorbell rang. "Don't look so surprised. Everyone knows you can't cook, Deadman," he chuckled, practically skipping to the door.

The Undertaker stood still for a moment longer, shook his head, and began to clean up the failed dinner, smiling to himself the entire time.

Haha, can you tell that I can't cook from this chapter? XD