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Chapter Thirty One

We sit in Jeff and Matt's Locker room backstage, watching the show from a flat screen placed up against the wall.

They filled us in on the fued they began with the two men who stopped us earlier. Together the two are 'Beer Money' and they just don't like Matt and Jeff on screen or off screen. I watch it every Tuesday, but I never pay much attention to the other teams, just my brothers.

"I hate that were forced to sit in this little room and do.. Nothing!" Dean exclaims, pacing the room.

Seth rolls his eyes "This isn't our show Dean, we can't be apart of anything there doing."

"When have we ever cared huh?!" Dean asks.

"He has a point." I say, turning my head to look at them.

"I don't know about that guys.. We can't be apart of two shows, isn't that like.. Against our contract with WWE or something?" Roman asks, leaning back against my legs as I braid his hair.

"Roman, you know I don't care about that." Dean smirks "What are they gonna do.. Fire me?"

"Yeah Jackass, that's exactly what they might do." Seth says.

"Keyword, Might." I say, smirking at Dean.

"No." Roman says sternly.

"Your no fun." Dean grumbles.

"Who ever said I was?" Roman asks.

I finish braiding his hair and grip the end, pulling it down so his head tilts back "Loosen up baby."

He rolls his eyes at me.

"Its back on." Seth points out.

I let Romans hair go and turn my attention back on the TV to see Beer Money walking to the ring. They both have bottles of beer in there hands as they make there way to the ring. Once they grab a mic each, there music fades until all you can hear are the fans. Some cheering, some booing. That's normal in the wrestling business.

"Okay, so last week.." Bobby Roode starts.

Most of the fans begin cheering and chanting 'Hardy'. I smirk.

"Yeah yeah yeah, the Hardy Boys managed to get win over us, big deal." He says, rolling his eyes.

"Did they think our boys sucked or something?" Dean questions.

"Right." I mumble.

"But, they have brought Impact Wrestling some 'Special guests' tonight." James Storm states.

"Of course." Seth sighs.

"Here's where the fun begins?" Dean asks, smirking and claplong his hands together.

"Hopefully." I say.

"We have a couple different people here with us tonight. Know what the best part of it is?" Bobby asks James.

"What is that man?" James questions.

"There from WWE!"

The crowd goes nuts, cheering, screaming, clapping.

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"Why don't we bring our special guests out here huh? Do we have there music or nah?"

"Fuck yeah!" I yell, jumping up to my feet.

"No. They want us to do this." Seth says.

"So? Let's show them who runs this shit!" Dean exclaims.

"That's the thing, we don't!" Roman yells. "This isn't our company, we don't know what they have up there sleeve!"

I roll my eyes and look at Dean "We going?"

"Fuck them, we goin' Baby Hardy."

Me and Dean make our way our of the locker room, ignoring the yells coming from Roman and Seth.

We walk down the hallway, looking for the gorilla when Matt and Jeff make there way towards us, both smiling.

"We knew you guys would do it." Jeff states.

"You know me." I say, smirking.

"I love a fight." Dean says.

"Well then, let's go you two." Maty