The redhead nor any of the others had had a clue as to the kind of punishment Stephanie McMahon would have in store for Matt and Torrie.  Well, they did quickly learn of the troublemaking blonde's fate shortly after Dawn Marie had learned that she and Nidia would be facing her in a handicap paddle on a pole match - but neither she nor the smaller brunette had known a thing about the elder Hardy brother's fate.

"This is just too delicious!" Amy exclaimed, unable to keep the grin off her face as she eyed the TV monitor.  Torrie had literally gotten her ass whipped by both Dawn Marie and Nidia, both brunettes obviously relishing the chance to give her the paddle.  The blonde flopped around the middle of the ring like a fish out of water, and Amy was certain she was regretting having worn the outfit she'd chosen for the contest - little more than a hot pink bikini top and bottom, a ridiculous pair of garters attaching the lower part to matching legwarmers.  Put quite simply, Torrie looked ridiculous.  And it certainly didn't help that she was grabbing her rear end, which had become red in all the fracas.

"That's my girl!" Mysterio said, a grin on his face as Dawn Marie gave Torrie's ass one last whack with the paddle, as though for good measure.

"Which match did you enjoy more?" Adam asked, his gaze fond as he met the redhead's eyes.

"Oh, that's tough...Do I really have to choose one?  Because they both were awesome!"

Matt's humiliation had taken place a little earlier in the night, and, ironically, Torrie had been in his corner but had not received a Stinkface of her own.  Oh well... Maybe Stephanie would order such a punishment at a later date.

"I think it's safe to say that neither Matt nor Torrie will forget this night for a long time..." Adam said, and his words elicited a laugh from both Amy and Rey.

"Hey, you guys had better get ready for your matches!" the diva cried as the camera cut, sending the SmackDown viewers to a commercial break.

"All I gotta do is get my mask on," Mysterio said.  "Can't say the same for him..."  He hooked a thumb in Adam's direction.

The blond man was still dressed in his streetclothes, but his match was slated as the main event.  So he wasn't really worried.  He would be facing Eddy Guerrero, Chris Benoit and Kurt Angle in a four-corners match to determine the number one contender for Brock Lesnar's WWE Championship.

"All right, man...So I'll let the two of you get ready - good luck, Adam..."  The Latino grappler and the tall Canadian exchanged a friendly, masculine farewell, which had Amy amused.

"His match is coming up in the next few minutes," the redhead said, noting on the TV monitor that Stephanie had just come out to the ring to speak on the mic.  Mysterio's bout against the A-Train was slated as the next contest.

"He'll be ready...like he said, all he needs to do is put on his mask."

Adam stood up as though his own words were his cue to get dressed for his own match  The redhead rose and went to him, coming to stand directly before him.  They grasped hands, gazing deeply into one another's eyes.

"Good luck tonight..."

"You'll be out there in my corner..." the tall blond man said, his green eyes sparkling as he smiled at her.  "That's all the luck I need..."

Amy smiled softly, her hazel eyes blinking with emotion, then the Canadian lowered his head to hers for a lingering kiss.

A few minutes later, she was sitting on the couch and again watching the show on the monitor while Adam was dressing.  The match was going pretty smoothly, despite the obvious size difference between the two wrestlers.

Then, after awhile, Amy gasped as she took in the scene.

All chaos had broken loose in the ring.  Matt Hardy Version 1 had rushed from the back, snatching up a steel chair.  Rey was strung up by one knee in the ropes - thanks to A-Train.  Then, before anyone could react, Matt violently swung the chair and began repeatedly smashing it into Mysterio's knee.

Frantically, Amy began to yell, calling for Adam...