Run Shawn, Run!

Shawn's lungs felt like they were on fire. He had been running for quite awhile now and he was starting to get really tired. The only problem was though was that he couldn't stop running yet. Both Matt and Hunter were chasing him and if he stopped now, he was going to get killed. Hunter was still mad about being written on and Matt was more than a little upset from the pants on the ground thing. Shawn thought that they were both completely overreacting. Everyone had already known that Hunter was his bitch and if Matt hadn't wanted to look like a fool, he should have been paying attention and not let his pants get on the ground.

Shawn entered the first room that he saw and slammed the door shut behind him. That caused Vince to nearly jump right out of his chair. "Michaels!" he barked, glaring at Shawn angrily. "What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Hiding!" Shawn replied, glaring right back at Vince. "Now be quiet! If anyone heard you say my name, they're gonna come in here and hurt me."

"I don't give a rat's ass!" Vince yelled. "You get out!" He suddenly looked down at his lap. "Damn it Cole, did I tell you that you could stop?"

Shawn blinked, not sure if he had just heard that right. "Uh...Vince?"

"Don't you give me that look!" Vince growled, completely ignoring Shawn now. "Get back to work. Harder! Faster! I'm Vince McMahon damn it! Your job depends on how good you do this!"

Shawn's jaw dropped. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. Part of his brain was telling him to just get out of the room as fast as he could, but his curiosity got the better of him, and he ended up walking around to the other side of Vince's desk. That was where he found Michael Cole polishing Vince's shoes. "Uh...what the hell?" he said incredulously.

Vince glared at him again. "Well how else do you think he's been keeping his job all these years? Now get out before I make you do his next chore!"

"What's his next chore?"

"Washing my underwear!"

That made Shawn run away again. There was no way in hell that he was going to wash Vince's crusty underwear if he could help it. "Must run away. Must run away. Must run away," he chanted under his breath as he ran through the hallway. "Must run away. Must run--oh shit!" He skidded to a stop before turning around and running the other direction. He had almost run right into Hunter and now his long time partner in crime almost had him in his grasp.

"Get back here!" Hunter yelled as loud as he could. "Michael Shawn Hickenbottom, you fucking stop right this second!"

"No!" Shawn refused. He started knocking shit over so that there were obstacles in Hunter's path. "And don't use my real name! I hate that name!"

"I don't care!" Hunter growled. He was trying to hop over all the stuff Shawn was putting in his path. "You are so fucking--ow!" He ended up tripping and falling, which gave Shawn his oppertunity to get away. Knowing that he wasn't going to have much time before Hunter got back up, he went into another room. There was a sign on the door, but he didn't take the time to read it. That ended up being a mistake because he ended up going right into the girls locker room. "Oh my God!" he yelled.

"Oh my God!" Maria screeched right back as she wrapped her towel even more tightly around her. She, Eve, Mickie and Layla had obviously just gotten out of the shower. "Shawn!"

"What the hell?" Mickie yelled incredulously.

Shawn was too shocked to even think about closing his eyes. Instead he put his hands up and tried to explain the situation. "I'm sorry I--"

"Rape!" Layla screamed. "Rape!"

"Wait, why are you yelling rape? I'm like six feet away from you! I can't rape you from all the way over here!"

Eve just pointed to the door. "Just get out Shawn!" she ordered. "Now!"

"Okay okay!" Shawn said. "I'm going I'm going!" He tried to escape but at that moment, Beth Phoenix emerged from the shower area. She took one look at him and went absolutely crazy. "GEEEETTTTT OOOOUUUUUTTTT!" she roared at the top of her lungs as she ran at him and started beating him up with her bare hands.

"OW OW OW OW OW I'M TRYING YOU CRAZY LADY!" Shawn yelled, trying to defend himself as best as he could. He knew that it wasn't right for him to even think about hitting a lady, but for her he was ready to make an exception.

Beth snarled before grabbing him by the back of the neck and tossing him out of the room on his ass. Shawn took several deep breaths as the door slammed shut behind him. He felt lucky to be alive at the moment. After takikng another minute to regain his composure, he got up to his feet and went to another room.

Mark looked up at him and before he even got a chance to shut the door, the Deadman shook his head. "Don't even think about it Michaels," he warned.

Shawn sighed and quickly left. He felt so unloved. He went down the hall and turned the corner before going into a janitor's closet. "This should be safe," he said as he shut the door behind him. "I mean, who could be in---" His voice died in his throat as he felt someone behind him. "Uh...what the fuck?" he muttered as he turned around. Very hesitantly, he reached up and pulled the chain so the light would come on and he could see who was in here with him.

"I am the Boogeyman! And I'm coming to get you!"

Shawn let out the girliest scream of his life as he got back out of that closet as fast as he could. Almost immediately though, he ran into Matt and Hunter. He tried to get away from them, but they managed to grab him and they began carrying him away. "No!" he protested loudly. "No don't! Put me down!"

"Oh we're going to put you down somewhere," Matt said evilly. "But it's not going to be where you want it to be."

Shawn screamed again and kept trying to fight them off. "Hunter help me! I'm your friend!"

Hunter shook his head. "Sorry Shawn, but we need to teach you a lesson."

"Why? I don't want to learn! I don't even know how to read!" That last part wasn't true, but Shawn thought he might get sympathy points if he said it.

Unfortunately, he didn't get those sympathy points. What he got was dumped right into a dumpster. "Oh gross!" he yelled unhappily as the lid was shut and he was stuck in the stinky pit of doom. He could hear Hunter and Matt laughing and it made him pout. "Meanies!" he shouted. "I'll get you back for this, I swear I will!"

"Bring it on Michaels!" Matt replied. "We're not scared of you."

Shawn scowled. Maybe you aren't now, but you will be Matt. You'll be scared very very soon.