The next week on Raw, Heyman and Lesnar decided to bring up his loneliness again. "You have nothing. You have no one. You are alone. I am not. Lesnar isn't the only one who is better than you. I'll let the new generation that you spent such time advocating make my point for me.
The shield's music hit and the crowd booed them as they walked down the stairs. They circled the ring and Lesnar stood at the unblocked side, leering at Punk. Runk breathed quickly and looked around in a panick as Heyman laughed maniaccaly. Ambrose, Rollins and Reigns stepped in the ring, feeling the boos get louder and louder with each step. Ambrose looked to his right and left, and without warning, ran up to Punk and hugged him.
Punk stiffened out of instinct alone, realizing that Ambrose was hugging him, looked down with confusion. Reigns stepped behind punk and began glaring at Lesnar full force. Rollins patted Punk on the back and whispered, "you're not alone now."
Reigns picked up a mike and looked at Heyman as the fand realized they had refused to attack and thundered the arena with thunderous cheers. "You really thought you could pay us enough to attack him?" Reigns thundered in his booming voice. Ambrose took the mike from Reigns. "Hey, he's not the one worth addressing." He turned to Punk." You may not have family here, but if you wish, you have us. Noone is saying you need us to rescue you, just know you're not by yourself in this anymore. Unlike a certain fat walrus, that looks like he should be Wilford Brimmley's stunt double, I don't turn my back on my friends."
Rollins tried desperately not to crack up in the ring as Reigns whispered, "Diabeetus"
(AN: Look up Wilford Brimley Diabeetus remix, and try to watch it without laughing. )