Grocery Shopping

"Okay guys, listen carefully," Matt said to Shawn, Hunter and Jeff. "We are here to get what's on the list. That is all we are getting. Have I made myself perfectly clear?"

Jeff sighed. "Once again, Matty is trying to spoil the fun. It looks like I'm going to have to have some fun at his expense just to piss him off."

Shawn frowned. "Are you aware that you're saying that out loud?"

"I am? Oh crap. Forget you heard that Matty."

Matt rolled his eyes. "Yeah, like I'm dumb enough to do that. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a collar and a leash. "I know you better than that Jeff." He put the collar around his younger brother's neck and then attached the leash to the collar. "There! Now you can't run off and cause trouble."

Jeff made a high pitched whining noise. "Matty! That's not fair! I like running off and causing trouble!"

Hunter gave the older Hardy a strange look. "Do you always carry that around when you take Jeff to the store?"

Matt nodded. "You'll understand why once you start taking Ted and Evan with you wherever you go."

The four of them went into the store and found other WWE wrestlers already there. Carlito and Primo were taking on Miz and Morrison in an apple spitting contest. "Oh I am so doing this," Hunter said. He grabbed an apple and put it in his mouth.

"Hunter!" Matt scolded. "You're not just supposed to grab food and take a bite out of it!"

"Relax," Hunter said. "I'm making you pay for it later." He chewed it up and spit it out as hard as he could. Unfortunately, he got some in Carlito's hair.

"That is not cool," Carlito growled.

"Well if your hair wasn't so poofy, that wouldn't have happened."

"Donuts!" Jeff yelled. He had seen the bakery section of the store and he started trying to run over there. The only problem though was the fact that Matt still had a hold of his leash. "Let me go Matt! I want the donuts!"

"Yeah, like that's going to happen," Matt said as he rolled his eyes. "The last time I let you lose near the bakery section, you gave yourself a bellyache because you ate everything in sight."

"I know! That's the point! Until the bellyache happened, it was all fun and games!"

Shawn walked away from the group a little bit and found himself picking up a bottle of chili peppers. "These can't be as hot as everyone says they are," he muttered. He opened up the bottle and put one in his mouth. "Oh these aren't so--HOLY FUCKING HELL! MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!" He spit out the pepper and started running around in circles. "HUNTER! HUNTER HELP ME! MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!"

Hunter started to laugh. "Really? That's awesome."

"IT IS NOT AWESOME! I'M AM DYING OVER HERE! SWEET JESUS, SOMEBODY NEEDS TO HELP ME!"

"Okay, okay, we'll help you!" Matt said quickly. "Just stop screaming."

Jeff, Hunter and Matt helped Shawn get over to the dairy department. "Here Shawn, drink this," Hunter said. He handed Shawn a carton of milk.

Shawn opened it and drank it without looking at the label. A second later, he was spitting it out on the floor. "EW! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"

"Buttermilk," Hunter replied. He was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down his face. "I can't believe you just drank that."

Shawn growled. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" He super kicked Hunter as hard as he could. Then he looked at Matt and Jeff. "WILL ONE OF YOU DO SOMETHING?"

Matt handed Shawn some chocolate milk. "Here, drink this and stop screaming at the top of your lungs. You're scaring the other customers."

Shawn drank about half of the milk at once. "That's better," he declared as he stopped so he could take a breath.

"Donuts!" Jeff whined. Now that Shawn was done acting like an idiot, it was time for him to whine for what he wanted. "I want donuts!"

"Well you're not getting any, so shut up!" Matt snapped.

Jeff frowned and pursed his lips. He was obviously thinking up some sort of plan. "MY MOUTH'S ON FIRE! MY MOUTH'S ON FIRE! IT BURNS MATTY AND THE ONLY CURE IS DONUTS!"

Matt rolled his eyes. "Nice try Jeff, but I'm not falling for it."

"Fine. I guess I'll have to do this the hard way then." Jeff kicked Matt between the legs and then took off running towards the bakery.

"Son of a bitch!" Matt yelled as he regained his composure. "Get back here you little bastard! You are so dead when I get my hands on you!"

Shawn watched Matt run off after Jeff and then he looked at Hunter as he was getting up to his feet. "Are you sorry for what you did?" he growled.

"Sorry?" Hunter repeated. "I'm going to take that buttermilk and shove more of it down your throat."

"Wrong answer." Shawn super kicked Hunter again. "I so totally rule," he said to himself. He looked at one of the nearby aisles. "Oooh, candy! I'm going to eat all the Skittles before Jeff gets to them!"