Chapter 7- Mickey's trick and treat

We all awoke the next morning in our respective hotel room… how… I cannot remember, all I remember was Kane making it to the roof. He just said hello before I awoke in my bed. This was odd. Looking beside me was C.M Punk. Still dressed as a ninja from last night. "Ow… my head" he moaned. Slowly he stirred and looked puzzled. "Why am I still a ninja?" he asked.

"I don't know…" I whispered, going to the bathroom my hair remained slicked back, I was still James Bond, my hair remained perfect… and I tossed and turned all night! This wasn't good. "Punk… do you feel odd?" I asked.

I nearly jumped when he snuck up behind me! I didn't hear him! "You mean, still feeling ninja…ish? Yeah" he replied with a smirk.

We went out into the hotel hallway, there were others awake, just as confused as we were. Kane was still white with red marks on his body, yet his weapons were that of cardboard once more. I checked my guns, which have returned to being water guns. Kane rubbed his skin to see if it was makeup… strangely enough… it wasn't! Randy was the same way, he was still green with long black hair standing on end.

"When people say your green, I thought it referred to the fact you were still rusty in the ring" smirked Snitsky.

Orton glared at him angrily. "Shut the hell up" he hissed

The Hardys and Edge still had their fangs… much to Edge's dismay. "I keep biting my tongue!" he hissed bitterly.

"Just be careful then!" growled Matt. However, the Deadman wasn't among us. "Kane? Is… Taker still red?" I asked.

He put his finger to his lips and invited us into the hotel room. Taker was still asleep and Kane was sharing the room with him. We crept to his bedside as the Deadman snored. He wasn't red, no horn stumps or even a stone right hand! Taker got off easy!

We left the hotel room and looked to one another, rather puzzled. "So… one thing remained real from our costumes. My perfect hair, Punk's Ninja stealth, Kane's skin, the Hardy's and Edge's fangs, what about you Snitsky?" I asked.

He turned around and showed the barcode tattoo still on the back of his head. Vince McMahon could be heard cursing as things crashed and shattered in his hotel room. Perhaps his super strength remained.

Mickey James came skipping merry down the hall with a grin on her face. "Why do I have the feeling she did this?" Kane asked. "She knows I don't tan, and you all know I am pale as it is!"

"At least you got cool red marks on your body, like you got tattooed!" Matt smiled.

Mickey could be heard giggling from the elevator. "Don't worry boys, it will wear off… eventually… but it shall return every Halloween!" she called as the door closed. We nearly charged the elevator to demand she undo what she did… but the doors closed… and I think Mickey was smart enough to ensure whatever she did… didn't effect her.

It wasn't long before all the men stood there, rather embarrassed to what had happened to them. Kane let out a sigh and just went with it. "I guess this is what makeup was meant for" he said with a growl. The mood all changed the moment Taker emerged from his room, He was still half asleep before he turned to the guys.

"What the hell is going on here?" he asked.

"Mickey" was all we could say.

"Whatever, I am going to get something to eat… and new pants, the damn things don't fit me anymore and they were perfect yesterday!" Taker growled as he headed to the elevator.

The room went into dead silence as they saw a large red tail sticking out from behind the Deadman, everyone kept a tight lip as he went into the elevator, and once the doors closed we all let out a snicker. "At least we can tell when he's in a good mood now, he'll be wagging is tail" snickered Kane.

We all let out a good laugh, and it made us all agrees, we could have been suck with worst!

We had decided to go downstairs for breakfast. We emerged from one elevator and saw the Undertaker talking to Triple H. Kane's eyes widened realizing that the Deadman's new appendage was still in the elevator… and the doors were closing.

If you ever wanted to see a grown man make an unbelievable scene… this would have been it. The door closed onto Taker's tail. A shocked expression came over him as his hand firmly clasped over his mouth. He turned red in the face, not before unleashing a hell of a scream! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!"

We all nearly died laughing as Taker managed to pull the tail from the elevator… he was now awake enough to realize he had a tail! His eyes narrowed to us angrily. "No one decided to tell me?" he growled.

"Come on Take, you would have noticed it eventually" smirked Kane. "Besides, it's Mickey James you ought to thank for that!"

The Deadman tried to hide his new appendage down one of the pant legs of his jeans; he said nothing as he tried to walk off unscathed by the incident. We all learned that day; the Undertaker isn't a fan of extra limbs!

As for Mickey… wasn't going to get off scotch free, the Hardys and Kane made sure of that… but that my friends, is a story for another time….

The End