Hi ho! Still sick, still in bed writing! I just ate an entire carton of sherbet and now I'm ready to go! Orange and Lime go so good together.

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"Do I look like I own black," Shannon asked exasperated.

"Yes," Candy replied, sweetly.

Shannon and Candy were driving back from the Motel 6, where they had picked up Shannon's stuff. Matt was sitting in the back seat, refusing to leave the two alone. They had finally convinced him to lay off Shannon, but Matt was still in major big brother mode.

"Okay, well I have some black," Shannon quickly covered his mistake, "but not funeral appropriate black."

"Ooooo, you say it like that, I don't think I have funeral black either," Candy gasped, "this means we get to go shopping!"

"You're such a girl," Shannon laughed.

"I am not, I just really like shopping. Anyone who says they don't just hasn't done it right."

"Okayy."

"Hey, Matty," Candy asked turning around, "Can I borrow your credit card?"

"Sure, sweety," he said, "as soon as you break up with Shannon."

"That's mean! Besides, you need black too. Come in, it'll be fun. We'll pick up Jeff and right outside the city is this great mall."

Matt just sat back in his seat not saying anything.

Candy called Jeff and told him to be at the hotel, ready to be picked up.

As she clicked off the phone, Shannon took her hand squeezing it.

"Hey, no PDA," Matt yelled from the backseat.

"Matt, holding hands is not PDA," Shannon said, rolling his eyes.

"It is in my book, vulture. Let her hand go."

Shannon reluctantly let go of her hand and they sat there in silence.

"Why are you always asking for my card anyway," Matt asked, leaning forward.

"I'm not allowed one of my own," Candy admitted slowly.

"Not allowed one by who?"

"Lot's of people. Mainly my mom. At one point she gave me one, but only for emergencies."

"And let me guess, you didn't listen to her," Matt said.

"No, I did," Candy defended herself, "just this one time there was this really big emergency, but according to her it wasn't one."

"What was it," Shannon asked amused.

Candy mumbled something under her breath.

"What? I'm sorry we couldn't hear you," Matt said.

"There was a sale," Candy gritted out.

Shannon and Matt broke out laughing.

"Oh, shut up, you two. I liked it better when you were fighting. I'm not that materialistic. It was at a bookstore. I do like to read, you know."

"We're sorry," Shannon said, still laughing and wiping tears from his eyes.

"Yea, how much did you spend," Matt asked.

Candy mumbled.

"Dear, you really need to stop this mumbling business," Shannon said.

"I said a bit over six-hundred."

"Oh my god, how the hell do you spend that much money on books?"

"Some people have a drug or stripper problem, I have a book problem."

"How come I've never seen all these books," Matt asked.

"They're in a storage facility here in Chicago."

Candy sat there her arms crossed over her chest.

"Will you guys stop laughing," she snapped.

Shannon pulled in front of the hotel and Jeff climbed into the backseat next to Matt.

"What's so funny," he asked, looking at Matt and Shannon who had tears running down their faces they were laughing so hard.

"Nothing," Candy said, before they could respond, "Shannon switch seats with me."

"Huh," he asked.

"Slid over here, so I can climb over you," Candy explained slowly.

"But, why?"

Candy rolled her eyes, "you're definitely here for your looks. You'd never find the mall I want to go to. You passed the turn off street like eight times."

Shannon sighed and let Candy take the wheel.

"So where are we going," Jeff asked, leaning forward and resting his arms along the back of the front seat.

"Woodfield Mall, best place to go shopping."

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Shannon and Candy stood outside the Disney travel store. She had dragged him over to show him the holographic golf ball that flew out the window, but they had ended up making out.

"Get a room," someone shouted.

Shannon and Candy broke apart. She looked up at him smiling, her arms wrapped around his middle.

"You are so beautiful," he said, running his fingers down her cheek.

"Come on," she said, playfully, grabbing his hands and tugging him through the mall, "I wanna show you one of my favorite stores."

They strolled through the mall. Candy had one arm wrapped around Shannon's waist, while Shannon had an arm slung over her shoulder, the other one holding the bags.

She pulled him into the store, that was somewhat tucked away beneath one of the many stairways that doted the mall.

"What is this place," Shannon asked stopping dead in the entrance.

"It's Spencers," Candy explained, spinning away from him and holding out her arms, "home of anything and everything having to do with drugs, alcohol, and sex."

They spent the next half hour playing with the stuff in the shop. The laughed over the penis pops, read through all the dirty cards, messed around with the black lights and static electricity balls. Shannon was trying on different hats, when Candy's cell phone rang.

"Hello," she asked, flipping it open.

"Where are you?"

"Jeff, I can barely hear you. Why are you whispering?"

"We've been spotted."

"What are you talking about? Spotted by who?"

Jeff paused, "fangirls."

"Jeff," Candy laughed, "so what, sign a couple autographs and they'll leave you alone."

"I don't think you understand. I said fangirls, hordes of them. More are showing up by the minute. Besides, we're supposed to be out with concussions or cracked skulls or something. Most people know that it's not all real, but they expect us to keep up the façade."

"Fine, can you find your way out of the mall?"

"I don't think so, let me ask Matt."

Candy heard voices on the other end and then Jeff talked into the phone again.

"Yeaaaa, this place is biggg. We don't know where we are."

"What do you see around you?"

"Ummm, toilets?"

"Jeff," Candy groaned.

"What? We're not leaving the bathroom until we have a clear exit strategy."

"Do you remember what you saw going in?"

Candy waited while Jeff and Matt conferred.

"We might have seen clothes…"

"Oh my god, I'm gonna kill you. Stay where you are and we'll come and find you."

Candy clicked off her phone and turned to Shannon.

"What," Shannon asked.

"Not only are Matt and Jeff lost, hiding in a bathroom, but they refuse to leave it because they're scared of a bunch of fangirls."

Shannon's face turned ashen.

"Oh my god, why does everyone freak out at the first mention of a fangirl," Candy cried, throwing her hands up in the air, "they're fans for god sake. They appreciate your work and look up to you."

Shannon shook his head, "you don't understand. We love fans. We'd be nothing without them. Of course we have no problem signing autographs and taking pictures. Jeff more than anyone else connects with the fans…under controlled circumstances. There have been times where the fangirls have literally ripped his clothes off. You don't know what the fans are going to do; one person can ruin it for everyone else."

"Alright," Candy said, "I don't know how I'm supposed to find them. There are millions of bathrooms in this place."

"Easy," Shannon said stepping outside the door, "follow the sounds of screaming teenage girls."

They climbed up to the second floor to get a better view.

"How did they get here so fast," Candy asked awed at the sight in front of her. There were literally hordes of women, decked out in Hardy gear, swarming the place.

"I have no idea how they do it, but they're dedicated. You have to give them that."

"Look," Candy said pointing, "I think they're centralized over there, and that might be a group of security guards. Come on."

"Wait a sec," Shannon said, holding her hand and holding her back, "before you go in there, just remember you're on TV too. You'll be just as much a target."

Candy rolled her eyes, "I'm not worried, I don't have a problem with people who like me. Besides I doubt they'll notice or recognize me. I haven't been on for the past two weeks and I was only on for like a month or two before that."

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

They dived into the crowd, slipping past people as they made their way to the front.

It was as if the gates of hell opened up and time slowed down at the same time. Candy lost her hold of Shannon's hand as the mass of people closed in on her and she heard someone cry out, "It's their sister, Candy!"

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Ahhh!!! I have to go back to school 2maro which means less story writing happiness. Okay, so I want to thank loads of people if I double up a thank you, I don't favor that person I'm just trying to make sure I don't leave anyone out. And if I do leave someone out, just PM me and I'll give you a shout out. Cuz I feel really bad when I do that, and I just want everyone to know that I appreciate them. I kno you probably find this annoying and might not have even gotten this far and just skipped to the next chapter, but if you did I want to admit that if it wasn't for you I would have stopped around Chapter 5. I kno that sounds really cheesy, but it's the truth.

Thanks to

2extremequeen21891

katiedid90

awprncss4386

MyMexicanPrincess

WoJo4EVER

Krista Hardy

For reviewing Light of the Moon, any comments, even jus saying you liked the update, mean a lot and I squeal whenever I see the review counter go up.

Thanks to WoJo4EVER and katiedid90 for favorite-ing this story.

Thanks to neigereine for adding this to her story alerts.

I want to thank

Bellaequalsbeautiful

THE Cara Mascara

Krista Hardy

WoJo4EVER

CenaCandiceFan4Life

For reviewing on any of my one-shots! (and especially CenaCandiceFan4Life who reviewed every single one!) I was really happy when I saw names that I associated with Light of the Moon on the one-shot review boards!

Another thanks to CenaCandiceFan4Life for making Punishment one of her favorites, as well it should be, that story was literally written for you. LOL

Thanks goes out to

Krista Hardy

LEAVELOVELOST

THE Cara Mascara

For adding Costumes to their favorites.

And I have to have to have to thank Krista Hardy and WoJo4EVER for adding Costumes to their story alerts even though it was just a one-shot. I might just have to do a follow up, we'll see. I'm not making any promises.

Thanks to raevynskyye, THE Cara Mascara, and WoJo4EVER for adding me to their author alerts.

Loads of thank you's and air kisses to 2extremequeen21891 and CenaCandiceFan4Life for adding me to their favorite authors!

PSAE testing 2maro (actually today since this won't be posted til 2maro)

*shakes head* lets not think confusing thoughts. Anywho, if you weren't mentioned above, THANK YOU for reading and stay posted for the next chapter!

And if you can't wait for more of my delicious writing (wow that sounds really egotistical) check out my one-shots.

There's the favorite called Camera Girl, which involves a good Randy Orton and an OC. She's a camera girl (durrr look at the title) and they've been friends for a while. Randy finally makes his move.

There's the underdog Stranded, which involves a much underrated North Carolina hottie, R-Truth. Who meets the girl of his dreams, who's also a major fan.

Then there is the two contenders vying for second place The Real Me and Mile High Club. The Real Me is about Miz and his valet. She thinks he's an egotistical prick, but can he finally convince her to see the real him? Mile High Club focuses on The Brian Kendrick and is the only one-shot I can find where he isn't portrayed as a total pussy! He meets a flight attendant with a secret agenda of her own.

There is also Costumes a Matt Hardy heel story that is slowly fighting its way up the ranks. Matt doesn't like his new costume, the costume girl can't stand Matt. How will Matt react when she voices her opinions?

Then last, but definitely not least, is Punishment, Randy may act like the tough guy in ring. But once they're back stage and away from the light of the camera, Rhodes and DiBiase are the ones in control.

Yea, yea I know a lot of self-inflation. But I promise I won't do it again.

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