Dec 27, 2010 12:33
So, apparently, I have no life!!!!!!!
A brief, extremely OOC conversation between Ryan and Esposito, featuring the favorite game of Fuck-Marry-Kill.
...Try picturing them having this conversation. Yeah, I can't, either.
Castle, Captain Montgomery, and me. Fuck, marry, or kill?
...Well, I'd marry you, of course.
Of course??
What difference would it make?
We'd be sharing the same bed, bro.
You mean like the time you didn't want to camp out on the couch? Or the time you just figured you couldn't be bothered to go back to your apartment? Not to mention the millions of times you got piss drunk and passed out at my--
Okay, okay, point taken. Next. Castle?
...Fuck.
Dude, seriously?
What? He's ruggedly handsome...
Wait, that means you'd kill the captain?
When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever left, however improbable, must be the truth.
...What?
I dunno. How about you, then?
What about me?
The Captain, Castle, or me.
Well, 'course I'd marry Castle. Have you seen his penthouse??
Captain Montgomery.
...I'd probably fuck him.
So you'd kill me?!?
Only if I have to, bro.
If that's the case, I want a divorce!
Fine, we'll get a divorce! Who needs you when they have Castle?
Four years of partnership, Javi! Does that mean nothing to you!
Two words, Kev: sugar daddy.
Frankly, I'm disgusted.
I know you love me.
And I know you're sorry enough to pay for the pizza.
Wha-- Dammit, fine. But only because I killed you!
~5 minutes later~
...Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, and this pizza.
Dammit Javi!
det. k. ryan,
castle,
det. j. esposito,
rating: t,
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