A/N: I don't own the wrestlers! I do own Pixie and Betsy. As always, it's meant in fun.

The Mizard Of Odd

Chapter 62: Miz Goes To SeaWorld, Part Four

"A cat?" Miz said. "Are you joking?"

"No," JJ said, shaking his head. "It wasn't just any cat, either. It was Stardust." He frowned. "Your cat, Undertaker."

"Pixie?" said Miz in disbelief.

"Betsy!" Matt cried.

Just then, Pixie surfaced, the fish in her teeth. She jumped down from the side of the tank and trotted to Matt, then spit the fish into his cup. "Ugh," she said, shaking her fur. "Tell the kid to be more careful with his secret millionaire fish, okay? I don't want to have to rescue it again."

"She says that we should all get a Pepsi," Punk said with a smile. "To celebrate her ascension to angelhood. She's now a saint."

"Yeah, that too," the cat said.

"What are you doing here?" Miz demanded.

"Did you think I wanted to stay in that hot car all day? Please. I've been following you through the park this whole time. I knew somehow, you'd screw this up."

"Hey!" Miz said.

"Thank you, kitty," Matt said, sniffling. He ran his hand over Pixie's fur. "She's wet," he said. "Do we have a towel?"

"No," Miz said.

"Okay!" Matt carefully set Betsy's cup down and took his shirt off. He threw it over the cat and started to rub her fur vigorously.

"Ow!" Pixie yelped. "Tell him to take it easy!"

"Jeff," Miz said, "she says thank you, but she's okay. The sun is warm and she'll dry in no time."

"And no one wants to see you without a shirt," Randy added.

Matt shrugged and put the wet shirt back on. "It's nice and cool. Thank you, Pixie, for saving Betsy's life. He says to tell you that he'll give you lots of money when we get home and after he's been to the fishy ATM."

Pixie rubbed up against Matt, purring. To Miz, she said, "It's a nice thought, but I don't want the fish's money. Where would I spend it?"

"She said thanks, but she's just happy she could save Betsy's life and she doesn't want a reward."

Matt picked Pixie up and hugged her hard. "I love you, Pixie!"

"This is why I didn't want to get involved," Pixie said, as she worked her way out of Matt's arms. "I'll meet you at the car when you're done." She sauntered out of the area, leaving the rest of them to stare after her.

"So how about that Pepsi?" Punk finally asked.

"Jeff," Miz said, "what exactly happened when Betsy fell into the pool?"

"Oh, it was awful!" Matt said. "I had her cup tipped a little bit so that he could talk to his cousin Daniel…"

"His cousin's name is Daniel?"

"Yep! Anyway, Betsy and Daniel were talking and then someone bumped into me, and I lost my balance and nearly fell into the pool. Randy grabbed me and pulled me back, but the cup spilled and Betsy went into the water."

"Randy pulled you back," Miz said, not quite believing it.

"Yes," Randy said with a nod.

"Who bumped you?" Punk asked.

"I don't know," Matt said. "I was too busy talking to Betsy and his cousin. I didn't see anything. Maybe it was a ghost?"

"I somehow doubt that," Jeff said.

"Yeah, but it could be," Matt said. "Do you remember that one time when we were little and we went to grandma's and we saw a ghost?"

"Of course I…" Jeff paused. "Matt? Matty?"

"I'm Jeff!" Matt said stubbornly.

Jeff sighed. "Right. Of course. Sorry." He turned and walked up the stairs into the bleachers and took a seat away from the others.

"Punk, see if you can get to the bottom of what happened with Jeff. I'm going to talk to Nero."

Punk nodded and Miz followed the path Jeff had taken into the bleachers. He sat down beside the other man, who was sitting with his eyes tightly closed. "Jeff?"

"What, you're not going to call me Nero?" he said, his voice breaking on the name. "I thought… I thought he was in there, and that he was coming out, but he's not, is he?"

"Someday he will."

"I'm not sure I can wait." Jeff took a breath. "This is breaking my heart, Miz. Sitting here, watching him and knowing that he doesn't want to be himself anymore… It's tearing me apart and I'm not sure how much longer I can do it. Even if we make it to the show and find whoever JJ thinks we need to find, then what? How is that going to cure Matty and make him my brother again?"

"I don't know," Miz said softly.

Jeff sighed and stared down at Matt, talking with the others and clutching his fish tightly to him. "And what right do I have to ask him to be my brother? He's happy being someone he's not. I'm selfish for wanting my brother back. I know I am, but I can't help it. I'd rather he was himself and miserable than me and happy. How sick is that?"

"I don't think he's miserable being himself."

"Then why is he constantly someone else?" Jeff asked, turning to look at Miz with tears in his eyes. "Answer me that. Why doesn't he want to be Matt, and why can't I be happy for him and just accept him for who he is, Miz?"

Miz sighed. "I don't know that, either."

"Well, I wish someone did." He stared down at his brother again. "Are we almost done here? I'm so sick of SeaWorld."

Miz chuckled. "I'll go and see how long it'll be."

"Thanks," Jeff said, managing a weak smile.