Jeff looked cautiously through the doors of the arena before he quickly made his way inside. He had to hurry. He couldn't let anyone see him until he had gotten rid of his bag. He quickly made his way to his locker room and closed the door. He let out a sigh of relief and unzipped his bag.

"Now that was easy. We would have been in so much trouble if someone had caught us."

"Caught you doing what?" Punk asked.

Jeff jumped and turned to face Punk who was casually sitting on a bench. "How the hell did you get in here?!"

"Umm I've been in here. You were so absorbed in whatever it is that you have that you didn't even notice me."

"Well can you please go back to not noticing me?" Jeff pleaded. "Just go on like I'm not even here."

"As if Hardy. Now what do you have in there?"

"It's nothing! Just leave my bag alone. It didn't do anything to you!"

When Punk walked closer to Jeff to see what was inside his bag, a small black blur jumped out and ran across the room. The blur ended up curled on top of a pile of Punk's clothes that he had left on the bench.

"That's a skunk!" Punk exclaimed.

Jeff nodded, "I know. Isn't he cute?"

"Jeff, that's still a skunk." he repeated.

"I already told you I know that. Can you ask a different question?"

"Ok." Punk studied the scene in front of him and suddenly realized where exactly the skunk was laying, "Why the hell is that thing sleeping on my clothes!" Punk grabbed one of Jeff's shirts out of his back and started chasing the the skunk around the room and which led it back into to Jeff's arms.

"Don't scare him! You don't want to get skunked, do you?" Jeff asked accusingly.

Punk froze and dropped the shirt. "I hadn't thought of that."

"I can tell." Jeff began petting the shaking skunk who nuzzled against him. "Good Matty. That's a good boy. Mean old Punk isn't gonna hurt you anymore, is he?" He glared at Punk as he said this, making sure that Punk's answer would be the right one.

He sighed. "No. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"See. You're nice and safe now." Jeff smiled and grabbed some skittles out of his pocket and fed them to Matty and sat him on the ground.

'I wonder if he feeds his all his pets skittles?' Punk shook his head and chuckled at the thought. "Now Jeff where did you find him?"

"Outside my hotel. I had grabbed some dinner and was going back to the hotel. I heard something in the bushes and found Matty. He looked like he was hurt, so I snuck him back to my room and fixed him up. I realized I couldn't leave him in the hotel while I was here, so I brought him along." He explained.

"And you named him after your brother because?"

"I already have a pet named after me, so the next pet I got I said I would name after him."

"Well that makes sense. I think."

"Of course it makes sense. When do I not make sense?"

"Don't make me answer that Jeff." Punk knelt down and stared and the skunk. "What are you gonna do with him during your promos and your match?"

"Well for my promos I'll only be gone a few minutes, but for my match I was hoping you could watch him."

Punk snorted, "Well I would love to, but I can't because my match tonight is against you!"

Jeff looked at him sheepishly, "Sorry. I kinda forgot about that."

"Why don't you get your brother to watch him?"

Jeff shook his head strongly, "No way! After the time we went to Brazil and I smuggled home a baby Orangutan, Matt said he'd make a wanted poster of me and stick in all the grocery stores so no one would sell me skittles anymore."

"Well what are you gonna do then?"

Jeff grinned and pulled a hand full of skittles out of his pocket, "Since I found him last night I've been working on training him. Check this out!" He set Matty in the middle of the floor as Punk looked on.

"Matty roll over!" The skunk instantly followed his Jeff's order and roll over on the floor. Jeff tossed him a skittle.

"You mean you taught him how to do that in one night?" Punk asked.

"That's not all I taught him. Matty Dance!" Punk watched in amazement as Matty got on his hind legs and began doing the electric slide. Jeff then tossed him some more skittles. "He should be trained enough to be fine on his own. Do you want to see more of his tricks?"

"No that's alright." He glanced down at his watch. "We really need to be getting ready for our match. We have to get out there early, so no one will come looking for us."

"You're right." Jeff knelt down so he was face to face with his pet, "Now Matty I have to leave for a while. If anyone comes in here I want you to go hide in my bag again, ok?" Matty nodded as Jeff handed him a small bag of skittles which the skunk happily grabbed and ran away with.

"Now go get ready Jeff. We only have a few minutes before the stage managers start looking for us." Jeff nodded and grabbed what ring gear didn't smell like his skunk. After he got ready the two quickly stepped out right as the stage manager walked up to them.

"Well this is a first. Usually we have to drag you two out at the last minute for your matches."

"Well there's a first for everything. Come on Jeff!" Punk grabbed him and they rushed off to the gorilla position, leaving the manager in a confused shock.

During the match Matt came in to grab his boots from his brother whom he left them with the night before. "I told him to bring me my boots before he left for his match, but of course he forgets."

He quickly went over to Jeff's bag and began rummaging through it, not realizing there was something else in it. Matty had burrowed to the bottom of Jeff's bag to avoid being found. After a few minutes of digging, Matt triumphantly held up his boots and began walking out the door. "Damn! It smells like a skunk in here." When he walked out he left door open to air out the room. "That smell could suffocate someone."

As soon as he heard the footsteps fade away Matty poked his head out Jeff's bag and looked around. The room was empty, the door was open and he was out of skittles. Matty wiggled his way out of his bag and ran out of the door. Being crammed in that bag all the time was just irritating and he had to find something to do.

No sooner that Matty escaped, Jeff and Punk finished their match. "Hey Jeff. Did you leave the door open?"

"No. I made sure to close it so Matty couldn't escape. Why?"

"The door's open." Punk stepped inside and looked around. Other than the empty bag of skittles and Jeff's duffel bag have all his stuff tossed out of it, the locker room was just like they left it.

"Matty? Matty where are you?" Jeff called. He even resorted to jingling the spare pack of skittles he had with him to make his skunk come back, but nothing worked. "Punk this really isn't good."

"Who you telling? We have a wild skunk running around the arena. Of course this isn't good!"

Jeff pouted and picked up the empty skittles bag, "My poor Matty's out of skittles and he's all alone. Who knows what he could be doing right now?" How are we gonna find him?"

Punk sighed and looked at the locker room across from them that had the words the phenom and the animal on the door. "I do have one idea..."

"Ok so you want 200 for one of us!" Hunter shouted into his phone. "Don't you have some kind of two for one deal we can use?"

Shawn just shook his head and grabbed the two dinner plates for Dave and Taker. From the growling coming from behind him, it was obvious that Hunter's business deal wasn't going too well.

"All right. I'll have the 250 to you by tomorrow. How long is each session again?" Hunter sighed. "Two hours is fine. Thank you." He angrily slammed his phone shut and sat down. "Now you know why I hate shrinks. All they want to do is jerk you around so they can get paid."

Shawn grinned. "You actually found a therapist that would take us and that didn't laugh when you told them what happened?"

"Yeah. She was trying to charge us double because she's the only one who specializes in "strange and stupid events which in some way end up traumatizing people." Hunter said and air quoted.

"Well when do we start? I'm getting sick of twitching every time someone decides to be funny and show me a picture of the YMCA."

"She said she could fit us in tomorrow." Hunter scowled when he remember what caused them to have to see a therapist. "If there was only some way we could get back at them."

"Yeah." Shawn snorted. "Like a way to get our revenge would just walk up to us." He opened the door and was met with Jeff's teary eyed and worried face.

"I need your help guys!"

"What happened Jeff?" Hunter asked.

"It's so horrible I can't even say it!" Jeff cried and buried his face into Punk's shoulder and sobbed.

Punk sighed, "He hid his pet skunk in the locker room and after we came back from our match he disappeared. He needs help finding him."

"When the hell did you get a skunk?" Hunter asked curiously.

"He found him outside his hotel last night. We don't even know how he got out of the locker room." Punk explained.

"And that's where you come in boys." Dave grinned. "Taker and I were just volunteering you to help Jeff. We'll stay here and help him calm down so we can find out where he might have gone."

"Meanwhile, you two will be searching the arena for..." Taker turned to Jeff. "What's his name?"

Jeff sniffled. "Matty Version 2."

"Ok...well anyway you'll be looking for Version 2. Good luck you two and don't get skunked."

"Oh come on Taker! Don't we get some kind of protective clothing or something." Shawn said.

"Sorry. We can't help you there. Just be careful and calm and don't scare the skunk. That's when the real problems would start."

Jeff jumped in as Taker finished, "Please be careful with him. He's very sensitive and doesn't like dark places. If he ends up in one, he usually skunks the first person he sees!"

Hunter waved him off as he and Shawn walked out, "Whatever. I'll catch him for you." As they closed the door behind them and began walking down the hall Hunter stopped suddenly and pulled Shawn into one of the empty rooms.

"Hunter what the hell are you doing!"

"I have an idea. We're gonna catch Jeff's skunk, but we're not gonna give it back to him. Not until we've had little fun first."

"You sure this is a good idea? All of your other plans have seemed to backfire on us in some way." Shawn reminded him.

"Don't worry about it. This plan is fool proof. I've actually thought about it longer than fifteen minutes this time."

"How long did this one take?"

"Sixteen minutes. I gave it that extra minute to make sure everything would go smoothly."

Shawn grinned. "I like it! Sixteen is your lucky number and it's how many years we've been friends!"

"I know! This plan has no chance of backfiring on us!"

The two slipped out of the storage room and began looking around. "Now if I was a skunk, where would I be?"

Shawn shook his head. "You're already messing up Hunter. The question should be if you were Jeff's skunk where would you be?"

The two thought it over a moment before smiling knowingly at each other. "Skittles machine."

They quickly made their way over to the red custom vending machine. Since Jeff was always complaining that someone ate all the skittles. Management decided to have a skittle machine in every arena that they went to, so that Jeff wouldn't whine anymore.

"I think we missed our target." Hunter said gesturing to the broken glass and trail of skittles. Hunter started to follow the trail, but was stopped by Shawn.

"This is a little too easy. There's no way that trail of skittles could lead us to Matty. Skunks are supposed to be very smart animals, especially when they're on sugar highs. It's common knowledge."

"And where did you learn that from mister skunk hunter?"

"Animal planet. They have everything on that channel."

"You say the stupidest things sometimes. I really worry about you."

"Oh I'm perfectly fine. Now I have better idea. We should stakeout the skittle machine and when Matty comes back we can capture him!" Shawn said proudly.

"You're kidding me right?"

Shawn shook his head. "Think about it. If we wait here that skittle addicted skunk would have to come back, and it will save us from running around like idiots."

"Yeah, but it won't save us from sitting around looking like idiots."

"Quit complaining Hunter." Shawn said as he squeezed in the space between the wall and the machine. "This won't take long."

A few hours later Shawn kept feeling this irritating poking. He grudgingly opened his eyes and ended up looking right into Matt's face. He yawned. "Why were you poking me? Couldn't you tell I was having a very nice nap!"

Matt shrugged. "Taker told me to come find out what was taking you two so long? What are you supposed to be doing now?"

"Uhh...well you see...what happened was..." He trailed off when he saw a small black bundle of fur standing behind him. He kicked the machine to wake up Hunter who was sitting one the other side. "Hunter wake up! I found Matty!"

Matt raised an eyebrow at him. "What are you talking about? I came and found you."

Shawn just ignored him. "I can't believe he raided the machine and we didn't even wake up!" he shouted as he struggled to get out of his hiding spot.

Matt answered him again. "Seriously. What the hell are you talking about? I don't even have any skittles!"

By now Hunter was back on his feet and ready to charge at the skunk, who could tell there was something wrong, and immediately ran away. "Matty! You furry little bastard! Come back here!"

Matt glared at the game. "What the hell did you just call me Hunter?!"

Hunter turned around slowly. He had just realized Matt had been there this whole time. He tried to stutter out an explanation. "Matt you see...umm...I wasn't exactly talking to...you."

"Last time I checked I was the only Matt in the WWE, so were you talking to Hunter!" Matt demanded.

"Well...umm...oh screw this!" Hunter quickly kicked the elder Hardy in the gut and pedigreed him. He went over to Shawn and pulled him out from the wall. "He went towards Vince's replacement office. Let's go!"

After they destroyed his last office because of Taker and Dave's insane torture methods, the chairman had no choice but to use another room in the building. The chase was on. There was no way that a skunk could outsmart DX. When they reached his office, they noticed the door was cracked and silently slipped inside. The office was pitch black.

"Do you see him Shawn?" Hunter asked as wandered around.

"No...wait! I think I got him!" Shawn dived on the floor in attempt to catch the hyper animal.

A few punches, kicks, and yells later Matty walked smugly out of the office and waited next to the wall. Meanwhile the two degenerates were left on the floor covered in bite marks and scratches. Shawn looked at Hunter quizzically.

"Did we really get our asses beat by a skunk?"

"I'm not exactly sure. I think we did." Hunter replied.

The room was silent for a moment until Shawn spoke up again. "Do you smell that Hunter?"

Hunter sniffed the air and immediately covered his nose. He looked at Shawn and Shawn looked back at him and they nodded and got ready to run.

"SKUNK BOMB!"

They had barely made it out the office and closed the door before they heard the small explosion and saw the weird looking green smoke.

"What the hell is Jeff feeding that thing?! There is no way a skunk should be able to make a bomb out of office supplies!" Hunter shouted.

"Yeah, but I just realized something worse than that."

"What could possibly be worse that that?"

"The fact that Vince lost another office and will probably blame us, even though we didn't do anything this time." Shawn explained.

Hunter just shook his head, "Only you would think that Vince blaming us for destroying something is worse then almost getting blown up by a skunk. I mean really, he expects us to destroy stuff, its what we do best."

Just then they heard something that sounded like laughter. They looked down and saw Matty rolling around on the floor laughing. It seemed like he didn't notice them yet.

"Shawn after we're done with this thing, let's sit around and ponder why Jeff's pets always seem to be a little strange."

"Sounds like a plan." Shawn reached down to grab him, but Hunter slapped his hand away. "Why did you do that?"

"Jeff told us not to scare him remember. You still have some skittles leftover from that trail earlier right?"

Shawn nodded and pulled them out of his pocket and held them out Matty. The skunk looked at him suspiciously before easing over to one the skittles and eating it. Once he was sure that Shawn harmless he took the rest of the skittles from him.

"Great! Besides that skunk bomb, this really wasn't that hard. We should take him back to Jeff now." Shawn said as Matty nuzzled his hand.

"We can't do that yet Shawn. Take him down to catering and get the rest of the plan setup, I'll go talk to Jeff. As the two split up and Hunter raced back to the the locker room he couldn't help but smirk. "Our revenge is finally about to begin."

Jeff paced around the room nervously. "Do you think they found him yet? Do you think he's alright? I wonder if he's had anything to eat yet? I hope he hasn't skunked anyone."

"Jeff shut up!" Punk shouted. "I'm sure he's perfectly fine. Hunter's probably on his way back with him now."

Hunter stepped in the door and looked at Jeff sadly. "I was on my way back, but as you can see I don't have Matty."

Jeff looked close to tears, "You couldn't find him?"

Hunter shook his head, "Shawn is still looking for him, but I came back here to update you."

"Well go find him then! I must have him back before Matt finds him!"

"Don't worry about him. Matt won't be a problem for a few more hours, but trust me, we'll have him found by then."

"You better." Jeff said angrily. "If you don't I'll give you a makeover you'll never forget."

Hunter stared at him nervously for a few minutes and turned to Dave and Taker, "By the way guys, while me and Shawn were in catering the caterers said they had something special for you guys. They want you to come pick it up as soon as possible.

Dave looked at him, "Sure. We'll go right now. We might be able to find Jeff's skunk faster."

As the three walked out Jeff couldn't help be worried, he wouldn't trust those three with one of his completely trained pets. "I really hope he's ok."

Shawn looked on in awe as he watched Matty dance on one of the tables. "Wow! You're a better dancer than the real Matt! I wonder who would win in a dance competition?" he wondered aloud.

When he heard voices down the hallway he got up from the table and grabbed Matt and placed him in on of the big silver platters and handed him to the caterers. "You guys remember the plan right?"

"You hide in the back and when they come in we hand them the platter and then take cover." The three answered completely unison which kind of scared Shawn.

"Ok...I'm glad we understand that." He glanced back at the doorway and ran into the storage room. "Good luck!"

Taker walked over to the first caterer and asked her for the dish. "What exactly is it?"

"We had some Big Mac's and steaks brought in for you and Batista. You guys are some of our favorite superstars."

"Thanks." Taker took the platter and brought over to the table where Dave was sitting. He looked over at Hunter who had remained in the doorway. "Your not gonna join us Hunter? You or Shawn never resists a free meal."

'If they only knew what was on that plate.' Hunter smirked evilly. "I'm alright guys you just on on and enjoy."

Dave shrugged. "Suit yourself." Dave opened the platter and was met with a set of black eyes. "Taker, something tells me we should get away from this table very slowly."

As soon as they started to move, Matt turned around, tail raised, and sprayed the animal and the phenom. Both tried to dodge, but the skunk had very good aim. When the spray finally stopped, Matty jumped off the table and trotted off to go find Jeff.

The victims could only stare at each other. "Taker?"

"Yeah Dave?"

"How long do you think it'll take for us to get rid of the smell?"

"I really don't know." Taker looked back at the door where Hunter was last standing. "You know what they say, the best way to get rid of something is to give it to someone else."

Dave nodded, "I can think of two people two people who deserve a skunking right now."

Of course doing their job to create chaos and to see if their plan actually worked, Shawn and Hunter walked back into the dining hall wearing smell repellent clothes and gas masks.

"See you guys," Hunter said smugly. "We told you when going after a skunk you should wear protective clothing."

"Yeah!" Shawn added. 'You guys should really listen to us sometimes. After all, we're not the ones that smell like we just had a pile of garbage dumped on us!" Taker chuckled which instantly freaked out both members of DX. When his laughter became louder they glanced at each other. "Do you think we made him snap Hunter?"

"I don't know." Hunter said nervously. He began backing out of the room as he watched Taker stalk toward him, still chuckling.

"What are you running from Hunter?" Taker said as he began to pick up speed. "I just want to congratulate you for one your plans actually working this time!"

Hunter grabbed Shawn's hand and began pulling him down the hall. "Come on Shawn! We've made the deadman snap and I think he's gonna kill us!"

"Oh you think?!" Shawn shot back.

"Relax guys! I'm not gonna hurt you...yet!"

Shawn sighed contently as he took another sip of his drink, "You know something Hunter, I told you it was a good idea to have that SWAT team waiting in the hall in case he chased us out."

"Yeah, but I never knew someone could stand up to that many stun gun shocks. How do you think Dave is feeling right now? You think he's even conscious?"

Shawn shrugged, "Who knows, but I bet he absorbed so much electricity we can ask him to hold our phones and he could charge them just by touching them!"

"Shawn, I will not dignify that with an answer." While the two friends chatted Jeff came in with Matty firmly tucked in his arms. "What you doing here Jeff? I thought Matt was still pissed off you and chasing you around because you snuck another animal in here."

"Well he is, but that's not why I'm here." Jeff dug into one of his pockets and handed Hunter a note. He knew instantly it was from either Dave or Taker because of the really bad smell and the green tint on it. Hunter grabbed some gloves and began reading the note.

Hunter,

I know this was your idea because Shawn really doesn't have the attention span or brain capacity for something like this. I'm just letting you two know that as soon as we get out of here we will get our revenge, and just to let you sweat I'm not telling you when we're getting out of here. Just know that it's soon. Enjoy your break while it lasts. (Insert evil laughter here)

From Taker

A.K.A the Phenom, the deadman, and the demon of death valley.( Pay close attention to those last two Hunter!)

Hunter dropped note after he read it, mainly because it burst into flames because of how bad the note was skunked. "Shawn..."

"Yeah Hunter?"

"You think they accept wrestlers in the marines?"

"I don't know. Should I go get some applications?"

"I think you should."