Ken’s Sweetest Reward


Peeking around a corner, knowing a lot of strange things have been happening around the federation lately, Ken ran a hand through his short, bleach blonde hair as he sighed deeply. “Thank god. Coast is clear for now.” Stepping into the hallway as a hand was placed upon his shoulder. Jumping nearly fifty feet in the air, so it seemed, whipping around as he sighed, “Dude Mark.. Don’t do that man.” Mark chuckles, “Nervous Kenny boy?” Ken narrows his eyes and shakes his head, “No I’m not. Just being a little ‘cautious’.” He used his fingers to emphasis the word as he spoke. Mark chuckles deeply as he heard Selenna and Jenica heading their way. Mark sighed as he looked to Ken, “Later..” He bolted down an opposite hallway and disappeared around the corner. Ken watched as the Deadman bolted from a couple of women? Ken shook his head as he headed down the hallway.


He turned a corner and got smacked in the head with a floating box of Little Debbie Fudge Brownies? Ken rubbed his forehead as he looked to the hovering box. Now rubbing his eyes as he was thinking he had lost what is left of his mind now. Slowly lowering his hands from his eyes as he knew now he wasn’t dreaming. Leaning backwards looking up and down the hallway, to make sure nobody came along, thinking he had lost his mind. “I’m not falling for this..” He grumbled as he turned his back to the box of brownies as he sighed and closed his eyes. He felt his will slowly breaking down, as his right foot started tapping the floor as he tried with all his heart to ignore the, very tasty, tempting, chocolaty, oowie, gooey, goodness with little walnuts on top.


Ken groaned as his will power finally broke down, whipping around as he went to grab the box. Before his grasp could be placed upon the box, it floated away from his hands. Ken missed and fell to his knees and growled, “HEY!” He bellowed as his eyes fell upon the box. Slowly getting to his feet as he slowly moved towards the box, slowly circling, said box as he examined it. He stopped as he heard voices coming from the other hallway, jumping behind a case as he saw Dave, Mark and Jenica walking by. After hearing the coast was clear, ken came out of hiding and looked to the box. “Alright.. It’s just you and me.. Your mine..” He grumbled as he eyed the tempting box of brownies. He growled as he went for the box once again. The box floated along the hallway as Ken kept attempting to grab it. He growled in utter frustration as he came around a corner. The box even went a bit higher as he fell flat on his face, upon the floor.




Slowly lifting himself to his hands and knees, narrowing his eyes towards the box as he gave it an evil eye, like it was the evilest thing in the world. Slowly climbing to his feet as he dusted his blue jeans off at his knees and adjusted his white buttoned down shirt. Chewing his gum in frustration as he looked around, to make sure nobody was around or even following him. He didn’t need anybody knowing he was following a floating box of brownies. “Alright, that’s it.. No more Mr. Nice Guy..”


Ken growled as he jumped for the box as it rose up, just inches away from his grasp as he fell backwards onto his ass. Climbing to his feet once again, dusting himself as he gave chase to the box. It was a foot or two away from him and his grasp, as he picked up his pace through the hallways. Guys glued themselves to the walls as Matt Hardy looked up from his warm ups as Ken ran by chasing a floating box of Little Debbie Brownies. He rubbed his eyes and looked to his bottle of Gatorade. Picking it up and looking at it, tossing it into a nearby garbage. “Someone spiked it..” He grumbled and walked off.


Ken stopped as he caught his breath as the box stopped a few feet away from him. He growled as he started chasing it once again, not realizing the box slid into a darkened locker room. Next thing he knew it he stopped as the box peeked out at him. He wasn’t going to jump into the room for the brownies, not even if it was the last box. He crossed his arms over his chest as his stomach growled at him. He sighed as the box hit him in the back of the head. Quickly turning around as he jumped for the box, missing and falling into the locker room, door slamming behind him. Some time later, Mark and Dave were walking down the hallway talking to one another, when Ken came stumbling out of the locker room, the door closing slowly behind him. No shirt, jeans unbuttoned, but pulled up, looking a bit disheveled with Little Debbie Fudge Brownie wrappers in the pockets of his jeans and chocolate hand prints on his chest and chocolate upon his lips. Collapsing upon the floor on his knees, as he caught his breath.


Mark and Dave saw this and started laughing. Ken slowly lifted his eyes up as he narrowed them. “What’s ...so..funny?” He asked between breaths. They both stopped laughing long enough to answer him, “You fell for it..” Mark said. “With help from a certain someone I assume?” David added. Ken looked to them oddly, “I don’t know what your talking about.” Dave sighed as he shook his head as he pointed down the hallway, “You’ve been tailed the whole time and didn’t know it.” Slowly Jenica came walking down the hallway with a hand held Camcorder in her hands, “Smile for the camera Kenny.” She commented as Ken growled, “Jenica.. I’m gonna kill you..” She shook her head. “I didn’t plan this, but a certain someone did. I’m just the camera gal.” Walking up to the door, Mark knocked on the door. The door slowly opened as Jemma poked her head out with a shit eaten grin on it as she licked her fingers. “You were right Jenica.. This was an evil, but tasty plan.” Everybody cracked up as Ken snickered, “Laugh it up. I’ll get you back.” Turning off the camcorder as Jenica left with Mark and Dave, heading down the hallway.


Ken slowly got to his feet as Jemma lifted a brow, “Up.. For round two?” Jemma asked seductively, while licking chocolate from her fingers. Ken swallowed hard as he lifted a brow, “Got any more brownies?” Jemma giggled and motions with a crook of a finger, “I just might have more if you’re a good boy, you’ll get the box.” Ken looked up and down the hallway as he jumped into the locker room, slamming the door shut to have more fun and get his sweet reward, in more than one way.