AN: FTW! THE UNDERTAKER vs. SHAWN MICHAELS = One of the GREATEST MATCHES EVER. 17-0, baby!
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"Fucking shit!" Jeff shouted into the almost empty parking lot of the arena they were at. Mark, who was waiting in their rental car, with his window down, couldn't help but chuckle at how Jeff acted.

"Didn't they think they were going to cause some problems between me and Matt?"

Mark followed Jeff with his eyes, as Jeff came around the car and opened up the door. Since the storyline started, Jeff and Matt had been having constant arguments and fights, mostly over trivial things, and it was driving Jeff insane.

"That's probably what they liked best about the story." Mark said.

"This isn't fucking funny, Mark." Jeff said, sitting down next to Mark.

Mark smiled, knowing that his comment would get Jeff riled up. "I know, but it's just a storyline. You guys should just relax about it all. Get over it."

"You're no fucking help, you know that. What happened to trying to help me be better?" Jeff said, as Mark pulled out onto the street, chuckling as he did so.
"Nothing but a big fucking joke to you, right? He's my brother and I don't like fighting with him all the time." Jeff said, pouting and turning his attention to the buildings passing by through his window.

"Oh, come on, Jeff. Don't act like that. I'm just messing with you." Mark said, putting his hand on Jeff's knee, only to be pushed away. Trying to keep his eyes on the road and looking at Jeff, he gave an amused sigh. "I was just kidding around, i'm sorry."

Jeff kept his attention on the outside and Mark focused his on the road, with an occasional glance to Jeff, hoping he wasn't taking his jokes too seriously.

The rest of their ride was in silence. Jeff had stopped pouting, but was still trying to ignore Mark as best as he could. When they finally drove up to the hotel, Jeff turned to Mark and smiled slightly.

"Why are you such an ass?" he joked, playfully pushing him.
"Hey! Trying to get us into an accident here?" Mark laughed, "and by the way, i'm not an ass, you're just a big baby."
"Am not!" Jeff shot back at him.

With the tension lifted, Mark and Jeff fell into a comfortable silence, as people who shared so much history often do.

Parked and on their way inside the hotel Jeff broke the silence.

"Do you think some of that stuff that Matt's been talking about is true? From the promos and stuff, I mean."
"Jeff, come on, don't be ridiculous." Mark answered.
Jeff picked up his pace to match Mark's long strides, "I'm serious, man. Do you think that maybe he's serious?"
"No, I don't. It's just the story getting to you Jeff, don't stress so much about it. Once it's over, you guys will be back to being Hardy Boys." Mark stopped in front of the hotel door, "Alright?"
Jeff sighed and walked into the hotel, "whatever."

With a smirk, Mark followed him and once they were checked in and had left their stuff in their room, a lot of the guys met down at the bar for a few drinks before the drive to the next city in the morning.

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"Hey bro!" Jeff yelled to Matt who was getting ready to sit with a few guys.
Matt turned his head to see his multi-colored haired brother coming towards him, "Hey Jeffro!"
"What's going on? I thought we were going to hang out and get wasted tonight?" Jeff asked as he acknowledged the other guys at the table.

"Mark's giving you permission?" Matt asked teasingly.
"Funny Matt. Come on." Jeff said, remembering Mark's words earlier.

Matt stepped away from the table and pulled Jeff aside, "Bro, I know I said we'd hang out, but I'm going to chill over here tonight, alright?"

"Well then I'll join you guys, no big deal." Jeff said.
Matt looked over at Mark and all the other guys who had already started their night, "It's cool, Jeff. We'll hang out tomorrow, for sure. I don't want to take you away from Mark and all the other big dogs over there."
"What the hell does that mean, Matt?" Jeff asked, getting a little annoyed.
"Calm down, Jeff." Matt said, "We'll hang out tomorrow. I promise. Tell Hunter to take the company jet and I'll take his seat in the carpool tomorrow."
"Man, fuck off, Matt. I don't need your pity time, man." Jeff said, getting angry

Jeff pushed passed Matt and went over to the table with Mark, took his drink from his hand and downed it.

"Boy, you better plan on doing something to repay me for that." Mark said laughing, the others at the table doing the same.
Jeff winked and said, "What do you want me to do?"
Mark paused for a moment, wondering what the sudden change in attitude then gave him a small smile and quickly changed the subject of the table's conversation.

After a short night of drinking and the subtleties of Jeff, Mark decided they all call it a night and get some rest before having to leave the next morning.

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When they got into their room, Mark turned around to face Jeff.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked.
Jeff, not nearly as drunk as he was hoping he would be pushed Mark back and walked past him. "What the fuck are you talking about Mark? How i'm a grown man who can't have more than what his babysitter thinks is enough to drink?"
"What were you planning on doing?" Mark asked again.
Jeff sighed as he laid on his bed, "getting shit faced, that's what."
Mark stood at the door way to the bedroom, "and what? Showing up to the show with a hang over? Vince still hasn't forgotten what happened, you know? You can't just go back into your old ways."

"Don't you think I fucking know that, Mark? Shit, the whole fucking world knows, man!" Jeff yelled, getting up from his bed and walking over to the table where his stuff was sitting. "The whole world knows what a screw up I am, Mark. I know Vince hasn't forgotten, you haven't forgotten, Hunter hasn't, no one has. Matt goes out there every fucking show and cuts a fucking promo about how his brother needs him because his brother can't get his head out of his ass and get his shit together. I have you and all the other guys asking me how i'm feeling and checking on me like i'm some little kid. No, Mark, I know no one has forgotten about what happened, no one has and neither have I, so just get the fuck off my back. For one day, Mark. Just one."

"You're right, Jeff. I haven't forgotten and neither has anyone else. Do you know why that is?" Mark asked Jeff.
"No, Mark... enlighten me, please." Jeff said, slumping down into a seat.

"Because it's hard to forget when your brother, or your friend or someone who is so close to you gets high and does stupid stuff that's not only putting himself in danger, but other people as well. It's tough to see that person so fucking high he can't remember his family or friends." Mark paused and walked over to the bed and sat on the corner, "that's tough, but the hard part is watching that person coming down from that high. When that person is knocked out after coming down and you're sitting there wondering and checking to make sure he's still breathing, if you should take them to the hospital just to make sure everything is okay. It's hard to see that person shivering, shaking and sweating. Or when that person is hating themselves for doing it again after saying they'd stop." Mark finished, sighing and resting his forearms on his knees.

"But i'm not like that anymore!" Jeff shouted. He knew what his actions did to everyone else around him, but he hated hearing them out loud. "I don't do that shit anymore, okay? But for the record, you knew when it got too tough you could have always left and gone home to your family."
"My family? What the hell does that have to do anything? I'm not blaming you, I wanted to be there for you when you needed me." Mark asked Jeff as Jeff grabbed his coat. "Where are you going?"
"Maybe that's not when I needed you?" Jeff said, "I'll be back later."
"Jeff, wait." Mark said, getting up to stop Jeff but he had already walked out.

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