Edge and Christian burst through their locker room door, both all giggles and smiles.

 "We lost," Christian giggled, running a hard through his messy golden hair.

 "That we did," Edge replied, laughing just as hard as his partner. "I hope the Dudleys enjoy their belts!" Both collapsed into uncontrollable fits of laughter.

 After a few minutes, they calmed down a little. Christian straightened up, wiping a tear from his eye. "I am sooooo glad we took precautions in case we lost," he chuckled.

 "I think the Dudleys should have aboooout..." Edge glanced at his watch. "Two hours to celebrate with their dear titles!"

 "Man this is gonna rock!" Christian exclaimed, hi-fiving his partner gleefully. A new thought occurred to him, and his face fell al little. "Um, Edge, did our, um, ‘precautions' apply to all the titles?"

 Edge thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, I think so. it was easier that way."

 "Well - " Christian frowned slightly. "What about Chris and Kurt?"

 "Oh." Edge pursed his lips. "I guess we thought they would lose, so it wouldn't be a problem."

 "So, can we reverse it or something?" Christian inquired.

 "And let the ugly Dugleys get away scot-free with out belts? Now way." Edge shook his head vehemently. "Besides, we don't even have time to change it."

 "Well what about our friends?!?" Christian exclaimed, started to look worried.

 Edge put a hand on Christian's shoulder. "Dude, don't worry. We'll just find them and bring them to our room to make sure nothing happens to them."

 Christian raised his eyebrows. "Ooh, we're inviting them to our room? How are we gonna explain that?"

 Edge shrugged. "We wanna make out?"

 Christian grinned and nodded. "Sounds good to me! Come on, let's find them before they leave." He grabbed Edge's wrist, and the two gorgeous blondes went to find their friends.

- Roughly 2 hours later -

Edge was sitting on the couch in their hotel room, heavily making out with a more than willing Kurt Angle. Christian and Chris Jericho were rolling around Christian's bed making out. Edge pulled back for a second to glance at the clock, making Kurt grunt in annoyance.

 "It's almost 2:00, Christian," the blonde bombshell announced.

 Christian sat up, pushing Chris off of him. "Already?" He glanced at Chris with disappointment. "Drat."

 "What special about 2:00?" Kurt asked, frowning as Edge stood up and walked to the center of the room. Christian joined him in a moment, leaving an annoyed looking Chris Jericho on the bed.

 "Yeah, what's going on?" Chris demanded.

 "Hang on." Edge held up his hand, watching as the seconds ticked by on his watch. "Five, four, three, two, one..."

 Suddenly, there were two big puffs of smoke, and their guests were gone. In their places sat two big, green frogs. "It worked!!!" Edge shrieked, jumping up in the air. "Our spell worked! Alright!"

 "Neat!" Christian exclaimed, walking over to pick up the frog sitting where Chris had been. "Hey little guy!" he exclaimed, grinning at the frog, who blinked at him in confusion.

 Edge grinned as he plopped down on the couch, picking up the frog in Kurt's place. "Hey Kurt," he said brightly. He ran his finger down the frog's back, still grinning impishly. "There's something different about you..."

 "Oh, ew, it peed on me!" Christian cried, dropping the frog back onto the bed and scowling at his wet hands. "Yuck!"

 Edge laughed at the look on his partner's face. "Just go wash your hands, Christian. In the meantime, I'm gonna make sure this little guy doesn't get away." He pulled a small reptile cage out of his bag, placing the frog inside and closing the cage tightly.

 "You're using that?" Christian asked as he emerged from the bathroom.

 "Hell yeah." Edge grinned wickedly. "Might as well use yours, Christian, we did go to the trouble of buying them."

 Christian took his cage out of his bag, looking at it thoughtfully. "They are our friends, you know," he pointed out.

 "So?" Edge set his cage in front of him, peering at his captive with fascination. "We'll change them back in the morning. Come on, dude, this is just too much fun!"

 Christian grinned, nodding in agreement. He placed Chris into the cage and closed it, giggling as the frog hopped around a little.

- The Next Morning -

 "Edge, how do I change my frog back?" Christian called to his partner. He was sitting on the couch, Chris in his lap.

 Edge rolled his eyes. "Don't you read fairy tales, Christian? Give him a kiss!"

 "Oh." Christian grinned. "Duh." He glanced down at the frog, looking a bit uncertain. "You don't think he'll be mad, do you?"

 "Nah, he'll be fine," Edge said with a shrug. "Just tell him he fall asleep. He'll probably think it was a dream or something."

 "Well, you better kiss your frog at the same time," Christian reasoned, gesturing to the still caged animal.

 "Alright. Just let me get him out." Edge opened up the cage and picked Kurt up, holding him in the palm of his hand. "Ready?" Edge asked.

 "Yep." Christian took a deep breathe, then raised the frog up to his lips, not quite touching him. "Ok, 3, 2, 1, kiss!" Both blonde bombshells puckered their lips and gave their frogs a peck on the head. There were two big puffs of smoke, and Chris and Kurt were back, both looking around in confusion.

 "What happened?" Chris asked, furrowing his brow and trying to remember.

 "It's time to wake up," Christian told him brightly, giving him a light kiss on the lips. "Edge and I were just about to go down to breakfast. Wanna join us?"

 "Um, yeah, sure." Chris glanced at Kurt, who looked equally confused. "I guess I must've dozed off last night."

 "Yep." Christian stood up, pulling Chris to his feet. "Tell you what, why don't you and Kurt go get a table, and we'll join you in just a second?"

 "Ok." Still looking befuddled, Chris stumbled to the door and left, followed by Kurt.

 The second the door closed, Edge and Christian were once again consumed by fits of giggles. "Ohhh, Edge, you were so right! That was hilarious!" Christian laughed.

 "Oh yeah." Edge took a deep breath to compose himself. "Best trick we've ever played. Come on, let's get down to breakfast." Christian nodded, following Chris and Kurt's path to the door. "Gee, I wonder what happened to the Dudleys?" Edge mused as they left the room.

- Elsewhere -

 "Buh-Buh!" D'von croaked, hopping through the seemingly endless twists of the hallway he was in. "Where the hell are we?? And what's up with this classical music playing?"

 "Mine's worse!" Buh-Buh shouted back. "My eardrums are being blasted out by metal! I think I'm in a maze or something, ‘cos I'm lost!"

 "Hey, look, there's a treat in the middle!" D'von squealed, flicking out his long tongue to scoop up the tasty morsel.

 "Middle? What middle??" Buh-Buh yelled back from his side. "Where are we?!?"


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