Randy stared out the window, doing his best to tune out the rest of the world as he looked at nothing in particular as Jay drove. He was stuck in a car with Jay, JoMo, Evan and Phil, and they were all being annoyingly loud and obnoxious today. He was trying to resist the urge to turn around and tell them to shut the fuck up, but it was getting harder and harder to do by the second.

"Ugh, this boring," Mor declared as they finished another game of rock-paper-scissors. "We need to come up with something new."

"We could play I Spy," Evan suggested.

Phil snorted loudly at that. "That game is for wussies. Let's play Marry, Fuck, Kill."

"Oooh, I like that one," John said happily. "I'll go first." He turned towards Evan. "Swagger, McIntyre and Miz."

Evan groaned loudly. "Oh come on-"

"You have to answer," John said before he could object too much. "There's no not answering here."

Evan sighed unhappily and thought about it before answering. "Okay I'll fuck Mike, marry Swagger and kill Drew."

"Ew, you would marry Thwagger?" Jay asked with a disgusted look on his face. "Why?"

"Because what else am I supposed to do? I hate Drew so he has to die and marrying Mike? Do I have to go into the reason as to why I don't even want to entertain that possibility?"

"Good point," Jay admitted.

"And since we're on you, let's get your turn over with," Evan said to Jay. "Big Show, Mark Henry and Kozlov."

"What?" Phil yelled.

"Yuck, that's disgusting Evan!" John complained.

Randy finally had to give in and look back at the young high flyer. "There is something seriously wrong with you," he declared.

Evan grinned innocently. "Nonsense. I'm a sweet man with an innocent and pure mind."

"Yeah and I'm the Queen Puerto Rico," Jay muttered.

"Puerto Rico doesn't have a queen," Phil said.

"Don't correct me bitch, I'm deciding my doom." Jay chewed on his lower lip as he tried to come up with an answer. "Okay, I think I've got it…I'd kill Kozlove, marry Mark Henry because he would give me a lifetime supply of Kool-Aid and fuck Big Show." He gave Phil a dirty look because he had chosen to correct him. "Santa Claus, Tooth Fairy and Easter Bunny?"

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Phil protested. "That's too far Jay."

"Yeah really," John agreed. "I was with you until the bunny part. Jay can't kill a bunny without looking like an asshole but he can't fuck a bunny either."

"And marrying the bunny could lead to fucking…" Evan helpfully chimed in.

Randy groaned and shook his head. "I think this game needs to end. You people are fucking demented."

"I'm not!" Phil claimed defensively. "I'm innocent in all this!"

"Yeah, Punky is innocent in all this," Jay agreed. "Besides, I don't think it's fair that our game needs to stop just because you're in a bad mood."

Randy glared at him. "Don't test me Reso. I mean it."

"Ooh, I'm so scared," Jay said with a snort. He shook his head and struggled to keep his eyes on the road. "Look, I know you're being all upset and broody about this Cody thing. It's not a secret. But taking it out on us isn't going to solve your problems."

Randy scowled and looked back out the window. He knew Jay was right but that failed to take the cranky look off his face. He had tried to talk to Cody again a couple more times but had gotten absolutely nowhere. It was driving him insane and he didn't know how to make it better.

Phil reached up and placed his hand on Randy's shoulder. "If it makes you feel any better-"

"It won't so please shut up," Randy requested. "Okay?"

Phil sighed and took his hand away. "Fine. Be that way then." He looked at John and grinned evilly. "Marry, fuck, kill: Ronald McDonald, Doink the Clown and Sheamus?"

…

Cody watched Adam incredulously as the blonde fed the new little fake baby that had just been picked up before they had left. "So how long are you going to have this thing?" he asked.

"First of all, it's not a thing," Adam said as he gave Cody a dirty look. "She's a baby girl and her name is Buffy."

Ted stared at Matt incredulously. "You let him name her Buffy?"

Matt shrugged as he continued to drive. "Have you tried arguing with him? It's pointless. Absolutely pointless."

"Damn right it is," Adam agreed. "I'm a sexy Canadian and I am always right."

Cody shook his head in amazement. "So it's got sensors to know when it's been fed-"

"And sensors for when I have change her and burp her and the whole kit and kaboodle," Adam finished happily. "It's like a real baby, only fake."

Cody nodded along, thinking that Adam had lost his marbles somewhere along the way but deciding it would be best if he just kept his mouth shut. Adam was beyond sure about this baby thing and he didn't want to hear a word against it. Matt seemed unsure about it but Cody had the feeling that one way or another, Adam was going to eventually get the real thing. It was just a matter of time.

"I'm hungry," Ted announced a few minutes later.

Matt groaned loudly. "I told you to eat before we left!"

"That was like two hours ago! I'm hungry again Matt!" Ted folded his arms over his chest and pouted. "Feed me Hardy, feed me!"

Matt sighed. "Fine. Text the others and tell them we're pulling over. They might as well eat too while we're stopping."

"Aw fuck them," Ted said dismissively, even as he was getting his phone out and doing what Matt said. This led to all of them eventually pulling over to a McDonalds, where Cody did his best to avoid even looking at Randy. "You know, he really is sorry," Ted whispered as they entered the restaurant. "You should really cut him a break."

"Ted, when I want your opinion, I will ask for it," Cody whispered back, getting a little more nasty than he intended to. He knew he was probably just being immature now, but he didn't care. He honestly did not care."

"Hi, are you ready to order?"

Cody grinned at the cute cashier that was grinning shyly at him. The guy couldn't have been older than nineteen or twenty and he had a baby face that was absolutely adorable. "Yeah," he replied. "I'll take a number three and a McFlurry."

"Is that all? Because I can-" the boy turned a Sheamus kind of pale when Randy started actually growling at him. Cody rolled his eyes and turned around to face the Viper. "What?" he snapped. "Why are you growling?"

Randy ignored that question while continuing to stare down the cashier. Ted and Matt made sure to keep a hold on Randy's shirt while everyone just looked uncomfortable. Cody finally just rolled his eyes and muttered "whatever" before walking away, going outside so he could start climbing all over the playground that was around back. There were no little kids around so it wasn't like he was going to squish them or anything. He climbed up the slides and then went on top of the tunnel thing that connected one part of the equipment to the other. Normally he wasn't crazy about being up this high, but he was too annoyed and pissed off to really care at the moment.

"Cody!" Randy said as he stormed outside. "Get down from there!"

"No," Cody replied. He folded his arms over his chest and shook his head. "Why should I?"

"Because you're going to hurt yourself!" Randy looked ready to come up there and get Cody down himself.

"I will not," Cody claimed, even though he was already starting to notice just how slippery it was up there. It had to have rained the night before because it was way too slick to be how it normally was. "And even if it did, why would you care?"

Randy groaned loudly. "Cody, I care, okay? I care more than you think."

"Oh really?"

"Yes. I know I fucked up, okay? I regret it so fucking much…look, what do you want me to do? I've tried apologizing but obviously that means nothing to you. So what do I do now? Huh I'm out of ideas here Cody, I need you to tell me what I need to do."

Cody looked away. The sound of Randy's voice alone was making it hard for him to stay strong. As angry and hurt as he was, his feelings for Randy were still there, and they didn't seem to be going away any time soon. "Randy-" He took a step back so he could get down, but he slipped and before he knew it, he was falling right off the damn thing. He let out a short scream before landing in Randy's arms, who fell back as soon as he had caught Cody.

"Randy!"

"Cody!"

"Holy shit!"

Cody shut his eyes and kept them shut as he regained his bearings. It wasn't until Randy groaned in pain that he opened them again. "Randy? Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Randy groaned. "I'm fine." He gave Cody a serious look. "Are you okay?"

Cody just stared at Randy for the longest time, hyper aware of the fact he was laying right on top of the older man and their lips were only inches apart. "Yeah," he finally managed to answer. "I'm fine." He managed to get up and then helped Randy up as well. "I'm not doing that again though."

Randy nodded. "Yeah. That would probably be the smart thing to do."