Chapter 3- The fictitious world.

Kane had a marvelous dream… well… it started out marvelous. He dreamt of his wife back at home, how beautiful she was and how he couldn't wait to see her again, he remembers running his teeth behind his lips… only to taste sugar. 'Strange' he thought, he didn't have anything sweet before bed.

But he ignored it, he just kept dreaming about his wife, his two step daughters and how he was going to treat them all to a nice family dinner once he got home. But the dream quickly changed when he felt someone's arm come over him… "Taker… if you're trying to teach me a lesson knock it off" Kane muttered as he reached for the arm and tried to move it. However… Kane realized when he was able to get his hand around the wrist… it wasn't Taker's limb. Someone stirred next to him slowly.

"Matt, knock it off"

Matt…. MATT! Kane's eyes slowly opened at first, his vision blurred, he didn't know at the same time the person next to him was doing the same. Once their vision cleared, both looked the other in the eyes.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The screamed, Kane instantly fell out of the bed as the other rolled out the other side, claded himself in the blankets was Jeff Hardy… scared to death. Kane managed to get the comforter around him, neither man spoke. "What the hell is going on!" Jeff demanded. "Why…. Why am I sticky?"

"I was about to ask you that…" Kane paused as he peered into the comforter. "I'm…. butt naked!"

Jeff peered in his sheets too. "Same…. Kane, were we drunk?" Jeff questioned, trying to find some sort of logical explanation.

"I… don't know… what's with all the pixie stick…. Oh dear God"

"What?"

"Jeff… remember that time we were trapped in a God of War fan fiction?" he questioned.

Jeff's head slowly nodded, he soon realized what Kane was getting at. "Dude!" he said in utter disgust. "That explains why your lips and teeth are purple!"

Kane ran his hand across his lips and found purple colored sugar. "We're in the story that you and I hook up in! Something about pixie sticks!"

"That explains why I'm sticky…. OH GOD! You licked it off my body!"

Kane shared in the shutter as neither man could bring themselves to look at one another. "I need a shower"

"Can I go first?" Jeff asked.

Kane agreed. "Just lock the door will ya?"

"Why?"

"I don't know if there was ever a continuation to this one… with a shower," Kane muttered.

Jeff got a change of clothing; he locked the door and even stuck a chair in it to be on the safe side. Kane on the other hand sat on the bed lost. This wasn't a good thing. As well he had the strange feeling this was just the start of it all…