A/N: Ok so this isn't a one shot. I had some help with this chapter, because without I probably never would have finished this. So I'd like to give a shoutout to Roxi Michaels who helped me out greatly when I wrote this!

Disclaimer: I don't own no person mentioned in this fic and I definitely don't own Wal-Mart. These are all own by people that aren't me.

Summary: After DX's commercial when Shawn snapped because of the elimination playset, Shawn asks Hunter to do him a favor and the game is very reluctant to do so. Through many twists and turns this does explain why Hunter because of Shawn, got banned from Wal-Mart.

Hunter knew how he ended up in a French maid's outfit in the Smackdown locker room, and whenever he thought about the reason it never ceased to piss him off. "Do I really have to wear this?!" He shouted.

Taker and Dave nodded at him with evil grins on their faces. "We helped you catch Shawn..." Taker said gesturing to the heartbreak kid who stood beside Hunter in a similar uniform. "And in return Hunter, you promised to be our servant." he finished.

Shawn pouted at them, "You said Hunter had you be your servant, not me! Why do I have to help him?"

This time it was Hunter who turned to him, "You got me banned from Wal-Mart which the rest of the guys still haven't stop laughing about. Vince fined me 10,000 dollars. I have to pay off the 250,000 dollars worth of property damage you caused when you destroyed half of it. Then to top it all off, I was thrown through a table full of girl scout cookies by two guards bigger than the Big Show! If I have to suffer through this then so do you!" He shouted hysterically.

Shawn gave him an angry stare, "You're the one that took me to Wal-Mart in the first place."

Hunter glared at him and picked up his ever present sledgehammer, "Shawn...you say one more thing and we're going to play another round of whack a heartbreaker."

Shawn instantly covered his head and backed a few steps away from him. Hunter smirked and turned back to Dave who immediately grabbed his sledgehammer from him. "What the hell are you doing?!"

Dave smirked at him, "Sorry man, but until the end of the month no sledgehammer for you."

Hunter's face drained of color and he went into a kind of hypnotic trance. The game just stood frozen. The other three superstars looked at each other then back at Hunter. "What's wrong with him?" Taker asked.

"He's going through withdrawal, the first stage anyway. It happened a few years back when his hammer broke and Vince refused to give him another one." Shawn explained. "He should be coming out of it in 3...2...1"

As if on cue, Hunter suddenly came out of his trance. "What do you mean no sledgehammer for a month! You can't do this to me!"

"We can and we did." Taker said simply. "Now for the next month and three pay-per-views of our choice you two have to do everything we say."

"If I say jump on one foot, you say how long. If I tell you to let Jeff do your hair, you go find him." Dave explained.

"If I tell you to bring me two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun, you better be half way out the door on your way to Macdonalds to get me my Big Mac!" Taker said earning him a strange look from Dave. "What?"

Dave just shook his head, "Well you get the point. Even though Taker and I are on different shows we have arranged so that both of you will be on Raw and Smackdown every week."

Hunter groaned, "Do I even want to ask how you did that?"

Dave shook his head, "No, but I'm about to tell you anyway. Hunter you're already on Raw because of the draft and your feud with Randy. Shawn since you're feuding with Taker about breaking his streak you'll be on Smackdown every Friday. We've also talked to Vince who said he'll continue the feud between you two after Wrestlemania and the draft. We've also arranged so that we travel together and room together."

Taker took over next, "Now except during your matches and promos these will be the clothes you will wear everyday. No matter where we go I expect you two to wear those uniforms."

Hunter sighed, "Come on is this really necessary?"

The animal and deadman nodded, "After everything you put us through when we had to go catch him, this is definitely payback. I mean I had a shelf fall on me! A completely full shelf!" Taker shouted.

"And I was tackled by an insane heartbreaker holding a box!" Dave exclaimed.

Shawn glared at him before turning to Hunter, "These uniforms aren't that bad." He said as he spun around. "I kinda like it."

Since he no longer had his sledgehammer, Hunter resorted to slapping his friend upside the head, "You're no help at all." He turned back to Dave, "What if I refuse to these conditions?" He asked.

Dave sighed, "If you go back on your word I'll be forced to show everyone the video of you from Randy's New Years Party. You remember, the one of you getting insanely drunk and stripping on top of his kitchen table while singing Shawn's entrance music." Dave chuckled as he saw the mortified look on Hunter's face. "From the look on your face, I guess you remember what I'm talking about. Good thing I don't need to remind you about how you-!" Dave was cut off when Taker covered his mouth.

"Don't go revealing all of our blackmail. You never know when that stuff might come in handy. This is also why you always save videos from parties."

Hunter's jaw dropped, "You...assholes! You told me you burned that tape!"

"I did. I never said I didn't make copies first though." Taker said. "Now, do we have a deal?"

Hunter grumbled out something resembling a yes before turning his backs to them. "Great! At the moment we have nothing planned for you two so you're free to go." Dave said.

Hunter walked over to the door and froze, "We really have to go out there looking like this don't we."

They both nodded. "Don't worry about it. Some of the guys aren't here yet, so you'll be fine!" Dave said as he pushed them out the door. "Go do something that doesn't involve you being near us."

After the door closed the animal and the phenom waited before they began speaking. They couldn't run the risk of their new servants hearing about their plans. "What should we do first?" Taker asked.

Dave smirked evilly, "Haven't you ever wondered what Hunter would look like as a bluenette?"

Taker raised an eyebrow at this. "What are you talking about?"

"Well we gave them new uniforms, we might as well complete the look with a new makeover too."

Taker joined Dave in the group smirk, "What did you have in mind?"

Dave knew he was on a dangerous mission. It was an unspoken rule in the locker rooms. If you're a superstar you never touch three things: Taker's hat, Hunter's sledgehammer, and the most dangerous of all...Jeff's skittles. He always had a hidden stash somewhere in his locker room, just in case Matt took his regular stash.

Dave quickly snuck into the dressing room Jeff was sharing with a few of the other guys. After searching for a few minutes he found Jeff's bag and began searching through it. "Now if I were Jeff's skittles, where would I be?" A light bulb clicked on inside Dave's head as he picked up one of Jeff's extra large bottles of hair dye and shaking them. Jeff was smart when he wanted to be, Dave had to give him credit for that. He knows Matt would never think to look there.

When he found the one that made a jingling sound when it shook, he opened it up and saw it was filled with skittles to the very top. Dave couldn't help but grin. "I hope Hunter enjoys his new makeover." he muttered to himself as he snuck back out of the locker room.

Taker jumped up when Dave came back into their locker room, "Did you find it?" Dave held up the bottle and grinned, "He actually keeps his skittles in here?" Dave nodded. Taker shrugged. "Smart idea."

Dave nodded and sat down, "Now all we have to do is wait until Jeff realizes they're gone. Then we can put the rest of the plan into action."

"Great." Taker said while munching on some skittles.

Everything backstage was calm and cool for a few minutes before Dave heard the sound of voices coming from the hallway. He peeked out the door and saw Jeff with Chris, Randy, and Adam as they went into the locker room. Since Matt wasn't with them, he figured Jeff would go right for his skittles, so he waited and five seconds later he heard Jeff scream.

"WHO STOLE MY SKITTLES?!" Jeff shouted as he busted out of the locker room. Chris and Randy came out behind him in an attempt to calm him down.

"Take it easy. You probably just misplaced them. That whole locker room was trashed. They could be anywhere." Randy explained.

This just angered Jeff more. "I already know who it was. I just have to find him." Matt just happened to be walking by and was immediately tackled by Jeff, who started choking him. "WHY DID YOU DO IT THIS TIME MATTY?"

"What... did I do... now Jeff?" He said between gasps.

"YOU STOLE MY SKITTLES!" Jeff shouted hysterically.

Matt pushed Jeff off him and stood up. "In case you haven't noticed, I just got here. I couldn't have stolen your skittles."

"Oh." Jeff stood up and calmed down, "Well if you didn't do it, then who did?"

Taker tossed the almost empty bottle of skittles to Dave who walked out in the hall. "Hey Jeff, you looking for these?" he said dangling the bottle in front of him.

Jeff instantly tackled Dave, or tried to anyway. "Dave! Why did you steal my skittles man! What did I ever do to you?!" he shouted angrily.

Dave shrugged and pulled the rainbow haired Hardy off him, "Nothing. I just got hungry and your skittles seemed like a perfect snack."

Chris just stared in shock, "Dave, are you still feeling the effects from that punt Randy gave you a few months ago? If you are, you really shouldn't be working."

Randy nodded, "Everyone knows what happens to people who steal Jeff's skittles." he paused and shuddered, "I still remember when Punk made that mistake. I had nightmares for a week after I saw what Jeff did to him."

Dave shrugged, "Why should I care? It's not like I'm going to be the one who gets the makeover."

"You stole the skittles. You get the makeover. That's how it always works." Matt said.

"Well that's what would have happened, but someone has volunteered to take the heat...and Jeff's god awful makeover for me."

"Yeah right." Chris snorted. "Who would be crazy enough to do that?"

"Hunter." Dave said simply. "It was actually his and Shawn's idea, but before they could get them for me, they went off somewhere."

The glare suddenly reappeared on Jeff's face, "I should have known! That's what I get for telling big nose where I keep my secret stash." Jeff started walking off and shouted, "To Hunter's locker room!" Matt, Adam, Chris, and Randy shrugged and followed behind him. They didn't have anything else to do, so seeing Jeff try to makeover Hunter would be very funny.

Dave couldn't help but grin as the group walked off. "You got the camera deadman?"

The deadman stepped out of their locker room with a video camera in hand, "Yeah. Now let's go watch Hunter get made over."

"Shawn! Are you enjoying these uniforms that much?" Hunter asked as he watched Shawn continue to spin around in front of a mirror.

"Well yeah actually. Besides, I'm bored and my spinning is entertaining me."

Hunter just sighed. Sometimes he wondered how many brain cells Shawn had left after all of their matches over the years. Shawn suddenly stopped spinning and went over to the door. "Do you hear that Hunter?"

"Hear what?"

Shawn listened closely and turned to Hunter with a look of terror on his face, "The sound of an enraged skittle depraved Hardy!"

Hunter chuckled, "Come on Shawn. What are you really hearing?"

The door suddenly busted open and Shawn was knocked onto his ass. In front him stood Jeff, red faced and glaring at him with a glare that he was sure could kill him on sight. Behind him stood Matt and Chris who were carrying various bottles of hair dye, makeup and other items. Hunter glared when he saw Dave and Taker standing behind them, with Taker holding a video

Hunter's eyes widened. He knew the only time Jeff had all that stuff was when he was about makeover someone who stole his skittles. He instantly began looking for an escape route, but since Jeff was blocking the door he was trapped. "Come on Jeff don't you want to talk about this?"

Jeff just shook his head, "Adam. Randy. Grab them and tie them to those chairs over there." They nodded and and tied the two degenerates to some lounge chairs in the dressing room. Jeff walked over them and kicked Hunter on the leg, "Why did you do it Hunter? If you wanted a makeover you should have just asked."

Hunter glanced over at the door and glared when he saw Dave and Taker standing behind them, with Taker holding a video camera. He then knew exactly what happened. "Jeff you don't understand! We were set up!

"Suuure! That's what they always say." Jeff said as he began grabbing bottles of hair dye. "You have no one to blame, but yourself. You shouldn't have stolen my skittles."

"If he did it, then why am I here?!" Shawn shouted as he struggled against his ropes. He couldn't let Jeff touch his hair. He'd spent too long getting his hair to the level of perfection it was at. He just couldn't let it be ruined.

"Because both you and elephant nose over there plotted to steal my skittles. Then you made Dave do your dirty work for you. Now as punishment you both with have one of the awesome Hardy makeovers!"

"Never! You'll never touch my hair with that evil dye!" Shawn shouted.

"Well since you said that, you'll have to be first." Jeff grabbed a bottle of pink hair dye and a bottle of purple. "This should be fun."

Hunter couldn't watch as Jeff began to work on his best friend's hair. He'd heard about the horrors of being made over by Jeff. He never thought he would have to experience them himself. He also hoped he didn't have a match tonight. As soon as this month was over he was definitely gonna get his revenge.

Hunter winced we he heard Shawn yell. "NO! I'M NOT IN DX RIGHT NOW! DON'T USE THE LIME GREEN!"

'Yup.' Hunter thought. 'I'm definietly gonna get my revenge after this one.'

This was just cruel and unusual punishment. He gulped when Jeff had finally finished with Shawn and moved over to him, "Now while the dye dries, I'll start on you. These will be the best makeovers I've ever done!"

Dave couldn't help but grin. This was going better than he'd even imagined. He glanced at Taker who was filming the whole thing, "Hey Jeff will they be done by tonight? They both have matches you know."

Hunter shot up at this, "What?! Nobody told me anything about a match tonight!"

"You didn't know? Both you and Shawn have matches tonight. Vince wanted to put both of you in a tag match but we figured it would be better if the audience saw your new looks at different times." Dave explained.

"You can't make us go out there like this!" Hunter said angrily.

"I'll be your servant if you help me." Taker said quoting Hunter's words. "Remember saying that Hunter? You have to go out there." Hunter could do nothing but growl at the phenom as Jeff continued to work on him.

Hunter paced nervously in the gorilla position as he waited to go out for his match. Shawn was in a tag match with John against Chris and Adam. They won, but mainly because as soon as he stepped in the ring with his pink, black, and bright green hair that was half in braids and half in pigtails, their opponents couldn't stop laughing.

Even John couldn't control his laughter. He had Adam set up for the attitude adjustment and took a quick glance at Shawn and both of them fell down on the mat, clutching their sides in laughter. Of course this completely pissed Shawn off and he ended up giving all of them a good dose of sweet chin music before stalking angrily backstage.

Now as Hunter heard his music start, he hesitated. He took a deep breath, grabbed his water bottle and walked the through the curtain. Instantly he heard the laughter of the audience as they saw his red, purple, and blue hair that was spiked with some much gel it looked like he'd been electrocuted. As he leaned against the ropes to complete his entrance, one of the spikes got caught on the ring rope causing his head to bounce back down on the ropes.

He stepped into the ring and stared at Randy who trying his best to remain serious but failing miserably. Even from where he was standing he could hear Cody and Ted snickering at him. As the bell rung and the match started Hunter had only one thought in his mind. 'This is gonna be a very long month.'