Joker x Joker Requests Book

3) Sal and Murr

Taken from my original requests book.

Murr's POV

Sal and I have been together for two whole years now and I really want to tie the knot. I want to be able to call him mine, put a ring on him, taxing that ass, making him all mine.

I really wanted to propose to him during a punishment. I know that doesn't sound too romantic but it would prove that I'll love him through anything. I had mentioned my idea to Joe and Q, they seemed pretty enthusiastic about it.

We had organised a meeting with the producers, ready to discuss his punishment. After the whole discussion, the final decision was that the punishment would consist of Sal going on a treasure hunt. Along the way, he'd come across to each of us, giving him something gross to do, in order to get the next clue. I'd be the last one, surprising him by being down on one knee.

It was so difficult for me to keep this secret. Normally we give each other an idea at what will happen, but not this time. Sal kept pestering me for a hint, I wouldn't budge though. There's no way I'm letting this secret slip. I put all of my faith, trust - and pixie dust - into Joe and Q, praying that they wouldn't fuck things up.

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Sal's punishment is today! I'm so excited to propose, but at the same time I can't help but feel slightly nervous. What if he says no? What if he doesn't ever want to get married. We haven't even discussed our future together. Was this a mistake? Shit, well it's too late to back out now.

Sal drove us both to the first filming location of the day. We swiftly filmed the intro, letting Sal soak up what he was about to do. His first clue sent him searching for a public bathroom. We waved him off. I watched, as he started to stroll through the city. Joe swiftly left, making his way to where Sal needed to go. Q and I were watching through the cameras, following Sal's every move.

Sal soon reached the bathroom. He pushed the door open ajar, before dry heaving dramatically. I couldn't help but laugh at that goofball. Through his earpiece, I yelled at him.

"Come on, Sal! You've got to go in there to find your next clue." He turned to face the camera, flipping me off.

"Fuck you, Ferret. I can't do this. I can't stand public bathrooms." He retaliated through his chuckle. Sal hesitantly stepped in, slowly pushing the stall doors open, searching for his clue. He reached the final door and swung it open, bursting into laughter at the sight he was met with. Joe was dressed as a king, perched on the toilet. King of the Throne, literally.

"Greetings, Sal. What must you do? Why, you must search through this poo." Joe grinned, pointing towards a bucket of horse manure.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Sal grimaced, as he plunged his hand into the bucket. His face screwed up, hating every second of it. "I hate you guys." He commented. He eventually found the next clue, which lead him to Q's old firehouse, where he used to work.

Once Sal had finally arrived at the location, he was greeted by Q, who was dressed up in his firemen's gear.

"Greetings, Salvatore. Now, your next challenge is to help me rescue a cat from a tree. Don't worry, this time I won't let you off." Q winked, as he pointed to a stuffed cat, up in an oak tree. Sal sighed deeply, before beginning to climb the ladder. I could see his hands shaking, as I watched through the cameras. I hated seeing Sal that nervous, but I knew it'd be worth it all by the end of this punishment.

Sal eventually reached the top of the ladder, his eyes barely open. He grabbed the stuffed cat toy and threw it down to Q.

"There's your damn cat, can I get down now?" Sal called out, half angry, half laughing. Q nodded, as he busted up with laughter. "Thank fuck for that." Sal muttered under his breath. As he returned to ground level, he snatched the cat from Q's clasp and read the next clue. It lead him to our house. I was ready and waiting in my hiding spot, anticipating how this proposal would go.

Sal reached the front door, he opened it up and saw the sign. It read; 'Your punishment isn't over yet, go outside to the garden, where your surprise lays ahead.' Sal walked to the back door, sliding the door open cautiously. He looked around, wondering where the hell he had to go. He noticed a sign against the fence. He slowly stepped closer, in order to read it aloud.

"From the first day we met, I knew you were the one for me. I have loved you since we were young and were much fitter to have fun. I look at you, and I see you smile, often wondering how you've put up with me for such a long while. There is a dying question that lies ahead, turn around with grace, so I can see your handsome face." Sal looked puzzled, before slowly rotating his body around.

I had snuck up behind him, dressed in my best shirt and bowtie. I was knelt down on one knee, holding the ring box in my hand. Sal's eyes locked with mine, as he gasped at the sight that laid before him.

"Salvatore Edward Anthony Vulcano, you are the light that keeps on shining, the smile that keeps on smiling. You are the love of my life and I have one question for you. Will you do me the honour of becoming my husband?" I spoke, holding back the tears. I peered into those luscious green eyes of his. He fell onto his knees, pulling me into a tight embrace. I could feel his body shake, as he cried with happiness.

"Yes! Of course I will. God damnit, I love you so much, James!" He smiled, sprinkling kisses all over my cheeks. I giggled loudly, as I pulled away to place the ring on his finger. It was a perfect fit. I placed my hands either side of his face and pulled his lips to meet mine. I kissed him passionately, as Q, Joe and the rest of the crew starting cheering.

We were engaged!