Matt knocked on Natalya's door for the sixth time, starting to get very impatient with everyone in that room. "Hello?" he called out, about ready to kick the door in out of pure exasperation. "Anyone home?" No answer. "Ignoring me isn't nice you know. I'm not going to just go away." Still no answer. "Oh come on, you all can't still be asleep. It's like ten in the morning." He balled up his fist and started banging on the door, getting so lost in what he was doing that he didn't realize the door was opening until he hit Natalya right in the head. "Uh oh," he muttered, stepping back fearfully when he saw the look on her face.

"Hardy-" she began to growl

"Before you kill me, I want to make sure you know that I think you are a marvelous human being and I feel privileged for knowing you. I-"

She smacked him upside the head before letting him into the room. "Don't kiss my ass," she told him. "It won't get you anywhere with me."

"Sorry." Matt looked at Adam, who was passed out on the floor. "You made him sleep down there?"

"He tries to hog all the covers and the space on the bed," Tiffany explained.

"Yeah, but still, my baby deserves better than the floor." Matt got down on his hands and knees and crawled over to his boyfriend. "Honey?" he said, gently shaking the sleeping man. "Honey wake up."

"Nuuu," Adam whined, waving one of his hands around and turning over to his side. "No more lesbians. I'll be a good boy if you take the boobies away."

Matt frowned in confusion and looked at the girls. "What did you do to my baby?"

"Nothing," Gail said, doing her best to look innocent. "We only watched a couple episodes of The L Word-"

"You what? You made my baby watch a show about lesbians?" Matt was completely horrified. "What are you trying to do? Kill his fragile little mind?" He scooped Adam into his arms and cradled him against his chest. "My poor baby is going to be scarred for life."

"Oh he is not!" Natalya said in exasperation. "We always have to watch what he wants so we decided to make him watch what we want. It was perfectly fair and he'll be a better person for it." She walked over to Adam and nudged him with her foot. "Aren't you?"

Adam reluctantly opened his eyes so he could glare at her. "If I ever see another boobie again, I'll end your existence."

She put her hands on her hips and glared down at him. "Was that a threat?"

"Of course it wasn't," Matt assured her, actually fearing for his boyfriend's safely. Nattie was scary when she was angry. He was just kidding." He got up to his feet and took Adam with him. "Come on, I have to talk to you."

Adam pouted his lips as Matt dragged him out of the room. "Why is she always so angry Matty? I never did nothing to her."

Matt shook his head, his lips twitching into a small smile. Adam had the tendency to talk like Jeff when he was extremely tired. It was actually pretty adorable. "I don't know. We'll worry about it later. Right now I want to talk to you about something." He opened the door to their room and let Adam go in first before entering himself.

"Aw man, I didn't do it," Adam grumbled, rubbing his eyes with his fist and letting out a huge yawn. "Whatever happened, James did it. We can blame him for everything because he's a serial killer."

"I'm not arguing with that logic," Matt said, shaking his head at the thought of his brother's boyfriend. "But I don't need to blame him for shit right now. I just want to talk to you." He wrapped his arms around Adam from behind and kissed him on the neck. "Are you mad at me?"

"What?" Adam looked confused now. "Why would I be mad at you?"

"Because of the whole me not wanting a baby thing."

"Oh." Adam sighed and plopped down on the bed. "I'm not mad. I'm just…I don't know. Disappointed I guess." He yawned again and laid back. "Can't we talk about this later? I just want to sleep."

Matt let out a sigh and sat down next to Adam. "I don't want you to be disappointed with me. I just-"

"Don't want a baby. Matt it's fine, okay? Can we just drop the subject?"

"No," Matt refused. He laid back and wrapped his arm around Adam. "It's still upsetting you and we need to find some way to sort it out. I don't want this issue to get pushed to the backburner and then fester to the point where it starts affecting every aspect of our relationship."

Adam groaned and reluctantly forced himself to become more awake. "That's a little bit overdramatic, don't you think?" He shook his head and rolled over so he could snuggle up to Matt. "So what do you suggest we do? Do I talk you into wanting a baby or do you talk me out of wanting one?"

"I don't think we do either," Matt replied. "Shawn kind of had an interesting idea that might work. Actually he had two but that foursome with him and John can wait for another time."

Adam sat straight up at those words. "Foursome? There's going to be a foursome? Why wasn't I told about this before now? You can't keep me out of the loop about these things. I am the resident sexpot in this company and I demand to be told about these things!"

Matt stared at Adam in shock, not quite sure how to come back from that. "Uh…"

Adam stared at him for a moment before shaking his head. "Sorry. I got carried away." He leaned down and kissed Matt. "Tell me about the non-foursome idea that Shawn had."

Matt hesitated for a second longer just to make sure Adam was done before speaking again. "He said that maybe we should get one of those fake babies they use in the schools these days and use that to test us and see if we're even ready to even think about having a baby."

Adam's eyes widened. "They give out fake babies in schools? Dude, when I was in school, all I got was a lousy egg!"

Matt chuckled at that. "Me too. But apparently these fake babies cry and have to be "fed" and "changed" and all that shit."

"Huh. Weird. Are those things possessed?"

"I don't know. If ours is though, we'll give it to Mark. He can deal with that shit."

Adam grinned and hugged Matt tightly. "Sounds like a plan to me." He gave Matt another kiss before grinning naughtily. "We should celebrate this agreement." He climbed on top of Matt and pinned his hands down above his head. "We should…get pancakes." He laughed at the look on Matt's face before jumping off the bed and running into the bathroom.

Matt shook his head. "You little tease. If you think I'm not going to get you for that then you've got another thing coming!"

…

"I smell sex and candy here. Who's that lounging in my chair? Who's that casting devious glares in my direction? Mama this-"

"Chris! Shut the fuck up man! Randy and Cody are snuggling!"

Randy opened his eyes, confused as hell as to what was going on. What's Teddy talking about? I'm asleep in the-oh holy shit. Ted had to have been the one who had put them in this position. It would be just like him to stick his nose where it didn't belong. In fact, it was what he was best at.

I should get up. I shouldn't be doing this. Despite thinking that though, Randy didn't let Cody go. In fact, he actually tightened his grip on the younger man, not actually wanting to let go at all. It felt nice to hold someone in his arms. It wasn't something he was used to. Cuddling had never been his ting. Hunter hadn't even really held him during their entire relationship. But here he was, with Cody in his arms, and he was more than willing to spend the whole day just holding him, which scared the ever living hell out of him.

Cody whimpered softly but he didn't wake up. Randy watched him sleep for awhile, trying to tell himself that he needed to at least go back to the chair. He couldn't have Cody wake up and find them in this position. Things were weird and awkward enough between them as it was. More fuel really didn't need to be added to that fire.

"No," Cody protested when Randy tried to get up. He wrapped his arms and legs around Randy and whined softly. You have to stay with me Link. You have to…"

Randy shook his head while doing his best to ignore the way Cody was unknowingly grinding up against him. "My God, are you dreaming about Zelda again? You are such a nerd."

Cody mumbled something incoherent before grinding his groin against Randy's. Randy tried to pull back but Cody was insistent and the grinding had an almost instant effect on the Viper. "Your sword's all pokey Link," Cody mumbled, opening his eyes to glare at "Link". "You should-" His jaw dropped when he realized that it was Randy who was holding him. "Oh my God."

Randy swallowed nervously and shook his head. "I think this is Ted's fault. I was asleep in the chair until this morning."

Cody just stared at him in shock before his hangover hit him at full force. "Oh fuck," he groaned. He quickly rolled out of bed and sprinted into the bathroom. Randy immediately followed him, gagging slightly when he walked in on Cody puking his guts out into the toilet. That had been the last thing that he had wanted to see first thing in the morning.

"Oh fuck," Cody groaned. He dry heaved a couple of times before he flushed the toilet and stood backup. "What the hell was Teddy doing?"

"Fuck if I know," Randy said with a shrug. "You want an aspirin or something?"

Cody nodded. "Please."

Randy went back into the other room and grabbed two aspirin and a bottle of water. Cody took the items from him as soon as he walked back into the bathroom and gulped the pills down like his life depended on them. "Why are you even here?" he asked as he set the bottle down on the sink. "Where's Ted?"

"I don't know about Ted. And I stayed because I was worried about you."

Cody eyed Randy distrustfully. "Why didn't you get out of bed when you woke up with me? You did it last time."

Randy winced. He should have seen that one coming. "Cody please, I stayed the night because I wanted to talk to you. You were too drunk to talk to last night."

Cody groaned and looked at his reflection in the mirror. "What happened to my face?"

"Hunter punched you," Randy told him. "So I broke his nose."

"Oh yeah I-wait what?" Cody looked at Randy in shock. "You did what?"

"I broke Hunter's nose."

"For the love of God why?"

"Because he punched you."

Cody stared at Randy in shock before shaking his head. "You're too confusing," he declared. "Now move." He pushed past Randy and went back to his bed, hugging his pillow tightly to his chest.

"Can we just talk for a minute?" Randy asked. "I just-"

"No," Cody refused.

"Cody please, I'm trying to make amends here."

"So? You're just trying to make yourself feel better, which is something I don't care to help you with right now."

Randy shook his head. "This isn't about me. I hurt you and I want to apologize for it."

"I think you already have. And you know what? It didn't actually make me feel better. Now can you please leave? I'm too hungover to deal with my feelings right now."

Randy opened his mouth to speak but Cody gave him such a nasty glare that he gave up and left. "Fuck," he cursed under his breath, hating that things were so fucked up between them. So much for fixing this shit.

"What are you doing out here man?" Ted asked as Randy started walking down the hallway. "You can't be out here. You have to be in there with Cody!"

Randy glared at him before smacking him upside the head. "Teddy, the next time you want to stick your nose in mine and Cody's business, don't. Okay?"

"But-"

Randy didn't let him finish. He wasn't in the mood to hear it. Right now all he wanted was to get some air and figure out some sort of way to fix this whole mess of a situation.