Broken Soul (for Wade)

"Of course, what else would we have meant?" Heath asked.

"Damnaigh sé..." Sheamus mumbled as he went to look, figuring it was better to get it over with.

Still being just as childish as when they'd made a portrait of Sheamus years ago, Heath and Justin were kneeling beside their newest work.

Like last time, his face was painted in a colour that resembled mayonaise, though this time it actually was paint. Instead of ketchup, they had grated up carrots and glued it to the canvas as use for Sheamus' hair.

Wade put his hand over his mouth to laugh. "Oh...oh my...Heath...Justin..." he looked at Sheamus to gauge his reaction.

Sheamus was standing with his arms folded, frowning slightly as he looked at their work.

"Oh wait...that's not the best part..." Justin said.

"Right, I almost forgot..." Heath laughed, looking up at Wade.

"There's more?" smirked Wade, wrapping a comforting arm around Sheamus' shoulders.

Heath and Justin both nodded, grinning again before Justin got up. He went and tuned off the light, giggling as the white paint glowed in the dark.

Wade couldn't help it and burst into laughter. "Oh boys thats...that's awesome.."

Heath and Justin didn't answer, too busy laughing as well. After a few minutes, Justin managed to stand again to turn the light back on, an arm around his stomach after laughing so hard.

Wade looked at Sheamus who was not smiling, "Oh c'mon babe that was funny."

Sheamus raised an eyebrow, an amused expression on his face. "I have to admit, it is pretty clever..."

Heath was still laughing uncontrollably and Justin had sat beside him, trying to calm him down.

Wade laughed, "Well you won't have to kill Heath, he's going to laugh himself to death."

"Am....not..." Heath managed to say, still laughing.

"Oh it's ok...At least I don't get compared to the Wendy's girl..." Sheamus smirked, laughing as Heath stopped, looking stunned.

Wade looked at Heath and then Sheamus, "I must have missed something. What was that all about?"

"Oh nothing, just something Zeke teased him about while we were plotting." Sheamus said casually, shrugging.

"Not funny..." Heath mumbled.

"Wait the Wendy's girl as in the American," a light went off in Wade's head and he howeled with laughter.

Sheamus nodded, smiling. "Yes her." He couldn't help but laugh as well.

Justin pouted, hugging Heath and stroking his hair.

Wade laughed, "Well, Justin, I'd say we're the only two in here who haven't been insulted."

Heath narrowed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

"Well I could always tell you to go back to Camelot..." Justin teased, sticking out his tongue as well as he continued stroking Heath's hair.

Sheamus put a hand to his mouth, hiding a smile.

Wade rolled his eyes, "Oh yes old English jokes coming from Mr. Hand Model."

"W-what...? You...you said you wouldn't mention that!" Justin said, looking embarrassed.

"Wait, what?" Sheamus asked, looking at Wade.

"A few years after you left," Wade smirked at Justin, "he went home to South Africa. This while I was in Manchester mind you. I found out he had become a hand modle."

Sheamus laughed. "Really? Of all the jobs..."

Justin frowned, burying his face in Heath's hair.

Wade smirked, "And dear, the Camelot comment doesn't bother me." He smirked, feeling untouchable.

"Oh no? Not even if I mean the Monty Python version of Camelot?" Justin said, smirking as he looked back up at Wade.

Wade narrowed his eyes, "It depends on which character you're comparing me too..."

Justin sat there, running his hands through Heath's hair as he thought about it. "Sir Robin?" He smirked.