The Twitter Situation

"I don't want to do it," Hunter said as he defiantly folded his arms over his chest. Jeff, Matt and Shawn had dragged him over to Matt's computer, but he was not going to comply to their demands. There were just some things that he couldn't agree with and this was one of them. "You can't make me you know."

"Oh come on Hunter, everyone's doing it," Jeff said. "Even Shawn's doing it and he's computer stupid!"

"Yeah," Shawn said. "I'm-" He stopped when he realized that he had just been insulted. "Hey! I'm not computer stupid!"

"Yes you are!" Jeff insisted. "You're a big fat stupid head when it comes to computers."

"I am not!" Shawn insisted. "I know a lot about computers!" To prove his point, he rubbed his hands together and started trying to prove his point. "Look, that's the monitor, that's the modem, that's the keyboard and there's the mouse…" He sat down on Hunter's lap and placed his hands on the keyboard. "Look! Look! I can type-" he started typing random words "and I can space the words, unlike you." He made sure to look at Jeff when he said that.

"Spaces are stupid," Jeff said with a pout. "Tell him Matty."

Matt rolled his eyes. "Sorry Jeff, but you really do need to learn how to put spaces in the words of your tweets. Nobody understands what you're saying anyway but at least they can actually read the shit if you put spaces in it."

"Oh screw you Matty," Jeff said unhappily. "You're just mad because you're the other Hardy and I'm the supreme ruler of Hardyville."

"Oooh and he comes out swinging," Hunter said with a laugh. He placed his chin in Shawn's shoulder and watched as his best friend struggled to get on to Twitter. "Shawn really, I don't want one of these things."

"But all the cool people have one," Shawn pointed out. "Don't you want to be cool?"

"I am cool Besides, your cool people argument died when Cena got on this thing."

Shawn stopped to think about that. "Good point," he admitted.

Hunter was glad he agreed. "And besides, even if I knew how to turn on a computer and run it, I wouldn't ever want to get a Twitter. Twitter is an excuse for crazy fan girls to stalk their favorite wrestlers and for haters to mouth off behind the disguise of a computer."

"I like fan girls," Jeff said with a grin. "They love me bunches."

"They usually hate Beth though," Matt pointed out. "And a lot of them are convinced you're gay with pretty much the entire locker room."

"Yeah well, as long as they love me, I don't care," Jeff said. "Besides, I did have a gay experience with Hunter so-"

"We swore we would never talk about that!" Hunter reminded him. He moved Shawn off his lap and got up to his feet. "That was only done for the sake of hot lesbian action and we will never talk about it again! You understand me?"

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah yeah. I understand you."

"Good. Now let's forget this me getting a Twitter thing and go get something to eat. I'm starving."

…

When Matt woke up the next morning, he went to his computer and checked his Myspace and Twitter accounts, just like he always did. With the Myspace one he didn't notice anything unusual, but he was also still half asleep, so he could have missed things. Once he got on Twitter though, he found that people were going nuts on there though. He was shocked that not only by the fact that a photo of Shawn sitting on Hunter's lap yesterday had surfaced and his slash fan girls now wanted to know his thoughts on Shawnter being real, but they were also asking him about Hunter and Jeff's gay experience. "What the…what the fuck?" He didn't know what to do. Who could have possibly taken that photo and heard Jeff talk about the thing with Hunter? He continued searching around, not finding any answers but becoming scared at the people taking this way too seriously. People on Team Shawnter were calling Jeff a whore who needed to hop on someone else's dick and leave the beloved couple alone while fans of Jeff and Hunter being together said Shawn needed to go find someone else. Then there were people who were convinced that Hunter brainwashed Jeff into a relationship, the people who were upset for Beth's, Stephanie's and Rebecca's sakes and then there were people who were wondering who Matt was gay with. It was absolutely insane and Matt found himself running over to Jeff's house to tell him what had happened.

"Are you serious?" Jeff asked when Matt got him caught up to speed. "Someone really did that to us?"

"Yup," Matt confirmed. "We were stalked and misleadingly outed. The only question I have is who could have done it?"

Jeff shrugged. "Someone with no life obviously." A knowing grin suddenly spread across his face. "I have an idea about how to find out though."

Matt didn't like the way Jeff had said that. "Jeffro, what exactly are you planning?"

"You'll just have to wait and see Matty." Jeff let out an evil laugh and Matt suddenly wished he hadn't told Jeff a thing. He had the feeling that he wasn't going to like this plan at all.

…

When Shawn and Hunter arrived at the arena for the next show, they were aware of the Twitter situation because Rebecca and Stephanie had told them about it. Despite the controversy that it was causing, neither of them had given it so much as a second thought. They figured it would eventually blow over and they could all just get on with their lives.

"Hey Jeff," Hunter said as he saw the younger Hardy approaching them. "What-" His eyes just about popped out of his skull when Jeff planted a big old kiss on his lips.

"Jeff! What the hell are you doing?" Shawn yelled.

"Damn it Jeff, what kind of plan is that?" Matt asked.

"It's a good one because I've got him!" Beth announced. She dragged Santino out of his hiding spot, holding his camera and glaring at him angrily. "I caught him red handed."

"You did a not!" Santino claimed. "I was not doing anything Mrs. Brittney. You let go of Santino right now!"

Beth rolled her eyes before smashing the camera against the floor and dragging him away. "Come on. I'm taking you back to Kozlov. He needs to keep a better leash on you."

"I do not have a leash! I am not Snoopy the dog!"

Hunter rolled his eyes. "What an idiot." He frowned at Jeff, who was still violating his personal space. "Hardy? You can back off now."

"Oh yeah," Jeff said. He stepped away from Hunter and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry."