Laughing and Joking the three of the start pushing eachother about and into things just like they would do at home, as they go past people backstage all stop and stare not knowing what to make of this 'brother' until that is the little Prince stops in his tracks and looks over at a familiar face.

'STING!'

Before anyone else could say anything Prince runs over to Sting and hugs him from behind before letting go just as the Hardy's walked up to them, round the corner Beer Money came and looked over at the lot before shaking their heads there was no getting away from this lot. Sting had by now turned round and smiled upon seeing the little Prince looking him up and down he then answers him.

'Well you seemed to have grown up, well….not particularly grown but still…look at you covered in tattoo's.'

'I know man, how have you been? How's the kids?' I swear to god man you've fucking grown.'

'You sure? I just thought you had shrunk. Nah you're ok kid, Yeah the kids are fine my boys are in high school now.'

'Say what?'

'Errrhum, How do you?'

'Oh in WCW man yeah that's how we know eachoer'.'

'You mean eachother Shan.'

'Yeah that.'

'Oh ok.'

Matt and Jeff nod.

'Listen I'm going to go get food. See ya, wait you both sharing a room right.'

'Mmmhmm.'

'Yep.'

'Damnit guess I will see you tomorrow evening then.'

'Oh haha were not that bad.'

Matt shakes his head before walking off as Sting nods to the two before walking off leaving them there.

'Man this shit yeah, is gonna be huge.'

'Man you need to go back to school.'

Shan turns on his heels to find himself face to face with the 'cowboy' as Jeff smirks he knows Shan oh so well, and knows get in his face he is the most gobbiest person anyone will meet.

'Yeah well you need to go to an eye doctor.'

'You mean an optician.'

'No jus' an eye doc.'

Beer Money look at eachother and shake their heads.

'Punk an eye doc is an optician.'

'Who the fuck are you?'

'I'm Rob..'

'I don't care.'

Jeff laughs knowing nobody is going to be able to speak with Shan around. Shan then grabs Jeff and runs off in the direction of the cafetira. While Matt sit's in the locker room, and chills out before being interrupted by everyone, the whole roster had turned up in the locker room including the knockouts. As Angelina Love steps forward.

'Ok Matt, who is that freak you two are calling your brother?'

'The punk who won't let anyone say anything.'

'Shan? Arr, leave him alone, he is cool.'

'Yeah right.'

'He just gobby that's all.'

The whole roster then starts saying this and that about the Prince Shan, while Shan and Jeff seemed to have found coke…

…With a bottle in their hands they begin to push eachother about laughing and joking hitting eachother and poking. Licking eachothers faces they laugh and say DISgusting to eachother as onlookers watch with weird faces. The boys pay no attention to anyone and just continue to muck about, as more and more of the roster come in and start to look over Shan senses they are watching them and decides if they wanna watch well they can watch something alright, as Jeff goes to lick Shan once more he catches him and passionately kisses Jeff in front of everyone, causing the roster to open their eyes wide and Matt to shake his head, everyone stood before all going back to what they came in to do. As the two 'brothers' break from the kiss Jeff smiles before pushing Shan away playfully as Shan sits up from their lying down presence.

'Aww nobody wants to watch us no more Jeffy, guess they learnt their lesson now.'

The two boys begin to roll around on the floor laughing as Matt walks up to them and bangs their heads together causing them to stop.

'You know, you have a match in like 15 minutes don't you, and neither of you are ready.'

'SHIT!'

Both in unison shout it and run out of the room past their locker room and into their bathroom and go about doing their hair and makeup deciding that it is a better quicker idea if they were to do eachothers instead of their own. Emerging 10 minutes later fully makeuped and hair done they run over the other side of the arena to go out to their match.