A/N: Well I'm glad people are enjoying my story and as I promised the craziness continues!

Disclaimer: See chapter one

Summary: After Vince sends all three brands to the chocolate capital of the US for a show, Hunter has to form a surveillance team to keep Shawn from getting any form of chocolate that could cause him to get sugar high and cause more trouble than even DX could imagine. Will the game succeed or will the crafty showstopper outsmart him?

The ride to the arena was silent except for the sound of Chris and Dave's constant arguing. Everyone was fed up with it, but who could blame them. They had just went through four hours of hell because of a sugar crazed Shawn and if a small ice cream cone could make him go that crazy everyone shuddered to think what a factory full of chocolate could do.

Hunter had felt bad for them the first five minutes of the ride. Now he was just irritated. "Will you two shut up already?! If you both had been paying attention you would have been just fine!"

"How would you know Hunter? You weren't even in the car with us!" Chris shouted back.

Hunter slammed on breaks, stopping the car in the middle of the road and threw everyone forward. He turned back and faced Chris. "Before I was sent to Smackdown who do you think traveled with him all the time?! I've been in a car with him and I've seen him drive. Even when he's not high on chocolate it isn't a pretty sight."

"Why does that not even surprise me?" Chris wondered.

Hunter put the car back and drive and pulled off. They soon reached the arena RAW was going to be held in the next day and pulled into the back. Hunter was the first to get out and began quickly walking over to the huge steel doors. "Come on everyone should definitely be gone by now. We'll have the place completely to ourselves."

As they walked up to the back doors of the arena Randy asked, "How exactly are we supposed to get in here anyway?" The jingling of a key ring answered his question as Hunter unlocked the door. "uh huh and how did you get the keys to this place?"

Hunter smirked, "Vince. He made sure that I would have everything I needed to stop Shawn, which obviously included a place to come up with a plan." He led the others into an empty meeting room and waited for the others to come in before he locked the door behind them.

"Is that really necessary?" Adam asked. "I mean we are the only ones here."

"I know you are a rookie at dealing with sugar high heartbreakers so I'll ignore that comment." Hunter sat down before he began speaking again, "Now, so I see how bad he's gotten, Dave, Chris, John tell me what Shawn did to you."

Dave and Randy remained silent, each still to angry and freaked out about what had happened to speak. For John, it seemed like every time someone mentioned Shawn's name he'd start twitching. "Come on we don't much time! Someone start talking now!" Hunter demanded, slamming his sledgehammer onto the table.

"Fine." John said at last, "This is what happened. Shawn asked me to help him get his chocolate fix. I told him no and ran out the locker room, then he started chasing me until I finally hid in Randy's dressing room." He paused as his mind flashed back to that time and he shuddered. "I really never knew he could run that fast though."

Hunter snickered at this which earned him a glare from John. "I'm glad that you think me being chased by Shawn through an arena for a half hour, which probably knocked a couple of years off of my life by the way, is funny."

"Oh relax! Think of it this way at least he didn't actually catch you. Who knows what he could have done then." He then turned to Dave and Chris. "Now I honestly don't want to know what happened to you two, but curiosity is getting the better of me here."

Dave was the one that spoke up, "Well to put it simply today's incident involved us, Shawn, some chocolate ice cream, and a herd of deer."

Hunter stared them, "Care to elaborate?"

This time it was Chris who spoke, "No. We'll leave the rest to you, your sledgehammer, and your imagination."

Hunter flicked him off before turning back to the others, "Well the bad news is Shawn's worse than I thought. He must have known about this for awhile if he's that bad."

"Well you finally got us all together so what's the plan?" Mark asked.

"I'm glad you asked deadman. Now I know the mission is just to keep him away from the chocolate until after the show tomorrow night, but I might have away to break Shawn's chocolate obsession once and for all."

"Your kidding me right?" Chris said. "You can't break a chocolate addiction in one try. It's impossible!"

Hunter walked over to him and leaned in so they were face to face, "Well you have to choices: you either listen to my plan or your gonna be Shawn's traveling buddy for the next couple of months."

Chris' face turned deadly serious, "What's the plan?"

Hunter grabbed a small remote of the table and a screen descended from the ceiling. "Phase one is simply surveillance. We watch his every move and make sure he stays away from cars, buses, or any form of transportation that he can use to get to the factory, understand?" When everyone just nodded he decided to continue.

"Phase two starts now. Shawn will most likely try something very soon After the incident at the factory last time they put out a restraining order on him, so his best chance is to try something tonight. As soon as we get back to the hotel everyone will go to their assigned posts. Mark, Dave you two will hideout in the lobby and if he tries to run...you have my permission to chokeslam, spear, or sit on him."

"No problem Hunter. This will be perfect payback for him trying to kill me earlier!" Dave shouted, grinning madly.

"Oook...Now John and Randy, you two will be in the parking lot just in case he somehow manages to escape. Just like I said before, keep him here by any means necessary."

"What do you want me to do Hunter?"

"You and I will be in a car in the parking lot across the street from the hotel. If he gets through everyone else he'll be heading straight for the factory, and we'll be right behind him. He's not gonna get to that chocolate without putting up one hell of a fight first! Now any questions?"

Everyone talked amongst themselves at first then Randy asked the question that was on all of their minds. "Do you know if he's gotten anyone to help him yet?"

"I have some suspicions, but I doubt it. He probably scared the hell out of all his potential minions."

"That's good less work for us." Randy replied.

"Besides the Hardys shouldn't have too much trouble. His room is on the sixth floor and Matt and Jeff are right outside his room, so unless Shawn learned to fly and didn't tell anybody he isn't going anywhere." Hunter said smugly.

John spoke up next. "If we succeed then what's your plan to permanently cure him of his chocolate obsession?"

Hunter had the evil smile thing going on, "Well that's where the final phase comes in..."

Jeff yawned as he and Matt kept their post outside Shawn's door. They had been standing their for at least an hour and they kept getting strange looks from the rest of their colleagues. "Matt I'm bored!" he whined.

"Well your not the only one. What do you expect me to do about it?" Matt replied.

Jeff turned to his brother and gave him the puppy dog eyes, "Well since it's obvious Shawn isn't going anywhere why don't you let me have a break?"

Matt snorted, "Yeah right. If anyone deserves a break it's me. I'm the oldest!"

Jeff looked at him quizzically, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"I don't know, but if I can't get a break then neither can you!"

Jeff pouted and sat on the floor, "Your no fair Matty."

The sound of a door creaking open interrupted Jeff's brooding as Shawn poked his head through the door. "Jeff can you come here for a minute. I need your help with something."

Jeff shrugged and stood up. He didn't think too much of it. Of course he hadn't been face to face with Shawn's craziness yet, so he really didn't believe he was really that much of a problem. As he walked into the room he turned back to his brother, "I'll be back in a minute. Don't you dare go anywhere." Matt just waved him off and leaned back against the wall.

"So Shawn..." Jeff started as he closed the door, "What exactly did you need my help with? When he received no response he walked deeper into the room, freezing in his tracks as he stared at the sight in front of him.

Shawn sat on his bed clad in only a pair of loose fitting pajama bottoms. His golden blonde hair was untied and flowed over his shoulders. The low lighting in the room surrounded him , giving his body a soft glow.

This wasn't what Jeff was staring at though, it's what he was holding that had captured the rainbow haired warriors attention. In his hands was the largest bag of skittles he had ever seen in his life. It took every ounce of will in his body not to tackle Shawn and steal the tasty treat away from him. "What are you doing with those. I thought you loved chocolate." He said slowly.

Shawn grinned, "Oh these aren't for me Jeff. These are for you." Shawn paused and watched Jeff. His eyes seemed to sparkle and he began walking toward the bag in a trance with his hands out only to have Shawn move it away from him.

"What are you doing?! I thought you said those were mine!" Jeff pouted.

Shawn's grin never faltered. "Maybe I should have been more specific." He shook the bag of skittles in front of Jeff's face and said, "These can be yours if you help me out. See I know Hunter has something planned and I know your in on it." He held out the bag to Jeff. "How about a little taste test hmm?"

Jeff froze. Every since he'd gotten hyper off a bag a skittles two years ago and spray painted everybody and everything he could find in the arena during a pay per view which led to him being almost fired by Vince. Matt had made sure he could never get his hands on another bag of skittles again. Jeff knew exactly how Shawn felt, being denied something he loved. He didn't know what came over him as he grabbed the bag and began to devour its contents.

"So I take it you'll help me then?" Shawn asked. He received no answer but he didn't need one. The elated look on Jeff's face said it all. 'Your in trouble now Hunter. You won't stop me from getting my chocolate this time!'

Jeff felt the sugar coursing through him almost immediately. He jumped up and gave Shawn a grin that rivaled his own in craziness. He turned to Shawn and gave him a salute. "What do you need me to do now boss?!" he shouted.

Shawn smirked at his newest minion. "Just wait a few minutes. The show is getting ready to start."

Matt stood outside Shawn's room, wondering what was taking his brother so long. "He's been in there for almost twenty minutes. What could Shawn have needed his help with?" he muttered to himself. He stood silently for a few more minutes until he heard Jeff's shout. He turned and tried the door, finding that it was locked. Matt then tried the next best thing...attempting to beat the door down. "Shawn! Open this door right now!"

His beating on the door attracted the attention of CM Punk who came to see what all the racket was about. "Matt...Matt! What are you doing?"

"I think Shawn's done something to brainwash Jeff. I just heard him call Shawn boss!" He said frantically.

"Calm down. I'm sure it's nothing. Why don't you take a break come down to the bar with me. We could relax and get a couple of drinks?" Punk grabbed Matt's arm and started dragging him down to the bar.

"I thought you don't drink?"

"That's not the point! Come on. once you get a few drinks in you'll relax." Punk said.

Matt could tell there wasn't something quite right about this. Punk never drank and it wasn't often the other guys could get him into a bar. He broke away from Punk and stared at him, "Your working with Shawn aren't you?"

Punk stared at him like he'd grown two heads, but Matt could see the glint in his eyes that said differently. "Of course I'm not working for him. How could you even think that?"

The two stared each other down before Matt started chuckling, "You know you can't lie worth shit right?"

Punk shrugged and smiled back, "Yeah that's true, but it doesn't hurt to try huh?"

"So how did he manage to get you on his side?" Matt asked.

"He promised me a lifetime supply of Pepsi, and as much as I tried I couldn't turn it down. He probably did the same thing to Jeff." Punk explained.

"Offered him a lifetime supply of Pepsi?"

"No you idiot! Promised him something that he couldn't refuse!" Punk ran his hands through his hair in a very Adam like manner. "I really wonder sometimes if all the ladders you've jumped from and the chairs you've been hit with haven't finally caught up with you."

Matt's glare faded into realization as he thought about what Shawn could have offered Jeff. 'If Shawn did what I think he did then we definitely have another problem on our hands. I have to call Hunter!'

Matt turned away from Punk and began walking back to Shawn's room. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Hunter's number. It rung a few times before a familiar voice answered.

"Hello."

"Hunter! It's me Matt. I'm afraid we have another problem on our hands."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's Jeff he-!" Matt never had a chance to finish his sentence. While Matt was preoccupied with Hunter, Punk took this time to grabbed a steel chair from where he had hidden it on the fire escape.

He silently snuck up on Matt and said, "This is gonna hurt me a lot more then it's gonna hurt you." He brought the chair down hard on Matt's back, knocking him unconscious. He looked down and grabbed Matt's phone and quickly turned it off. He walked over to Shawn's door and knocked on it. When he heard the door unlock he quickly stepped in and closed it behind him. "Everything is going as planned Shawn."

Shawn smiled a DX worthy smile, "Good this is just perfect! Now we just have to occupy Hunter and the others and we're home free!

"Hello? Hello! Matt answer the phone! Damn!" Hunter angrily snapped his phone shut and sped the car up.

"What's going on?" Mark asked.

"That was Matt. He was trying to tell me something about Jeff, but he got cut off somehow. What could Shawn possibly want with Jeff?" As soon as he said that the entire car became silent. "What is it? Why did everyone get so quiet?"

"Well you see..." Adam started. "Jeff's kind of like Shawn. He has a little addiction to something too.."

"A little addiction to what?!" Hunter shouted.

"Skittles. I think its because they match his hair, but I don't know for sure. After an incident a few years ago, Matt cut him off completely. Shawn must have put Jeff on a sugar high to get him to help him!"

Hunter slammed on the gas, making everyone hold on for dear life, as he rushed back to the hotel. "Why didn't you tell me this before! I would never have told him to guard Shawn!"

"We didn't think it was important. I mean how were we supposed to know Shawn knew about that?" Dave said.

"Once again since you are also a rookie at this I will ignore that comment." Hunter said flatly. He made sharp turn, throwing the occupants of the car everywhere. As he pulled into the hotel he slammed on breaks and said "This really is just great guys! Now we have to deal with a sugar high rainbow and heartbreaker!

Will Jeff come down off of his sugar high fast enough to help stop Shawn? Did Shawn find any other minions to help him? Will we ever find out how Shawn got Punk a lifetime supply of Pepsi? I'm not sure I want to know, but these answers and more will be found in the next chapter!