Chapter 6- Three men and a Deadman- JBL

I never signed up for this. I mean come on! Do I look like I sign up for this kind of thing? This is with out a doubt babysit in my book. Not to mention it is 6 am now! Taker hasn't stirred in an hour and a half so I think it is safe to say that we can go to bed. However Jericho wasn't convinced. "Last time we assumed such a thing, we found Taker at the arena asleep on the roof top" he explained.

"How the hell did he get in?" Punk questioned.

"No one knows, I doubt anyone ever will. It's a great mystery of the locker room" I explained.

We waited for a while longer until it was eight in the morning. Taker emerged from his room, awake to say the least and just battling a few sniffles of the nose and a cough. He stared at the three of us as if we were nuts. "What the hell are you waiting outside of my door for?" he demanded.

Just then Finley and Hornswaggle emerged from their hotel room and noticed the door in shambles. "Anyone know what happened here?" Finley asked.

We knew, but we weren't about to start a fight right now! However Jericho explained that Finley had a little too much to drink and bashed the door with his shillelagh, it was nasty since he forgot his hotel key at the bar.

Finley however looked puzzled. "Funny, I don't remember drinking last night" he muttered. However he soon dropped the subject and went on his way.

Taker however looked better than before and announced he was rather hungry. Before he left though, the Hardys came running down the hall. "Has anyone seen Kane?" they asked.

"He's not in his room," explained Matt.

"We were just there," said Jeff.

Taker on the other hand rolled his eyes. "And so it starts!" he announced and made his way to the elevator. Curious, we followed the Deadman to the elevator. He was silent on the way down to the lobby. When the door opened. We saw the hotel workers looking rather puzzled.

"You do it," one whispered.

"No, you do it," replied another. We were curious as to what they were referring to. When we sat it.

Out cold on the hotel's main desk was Kane.

I turned to the others and couldn't believe my eyes. "Kane sleep walks?" I demanded of the Deadman.

"Sort of, normally he ventures to a flat surface and falls asleep. I got no idea how he came to the desk though" as Taker explained he mercilessly shoved Kane off the desk and onto the floor.

"OW DAMN IT!" shouted the big red Monster. However, when he realized where he was a perplexed look over came him. "How did I get down here?"

Taker only smirked to him as he walked off in search of cold caplets. Kane on the other hand looked like crap.

"I don't feel so good" he muttered.

Just as he announced it, all of us guys sighed aloud. "I'll take first watch," sighed Chris Jericho. He helped Kane back up to his hotel room as CM Punk stared at me rather nervously

Well, needless to say, sleep walking runs in the BOD's family. "So, I should have just stayed on ECW huh?" he asked of me.

"Naw, I've seen worst. If you think this was bad, you should be here when Vince McMahon has a case of the hiccups,"

THE END