Impractical Jokers Requests Book Two

VulGatto/MurrGatto

I'll be uploading my new work very soon!

Also, if you sent in any requests before Christmas, please resend them as my phone wiped and I lost them all. I apologise again for my lack of uploads lately, a lot has been going on.

Request sent in from FelinaVelasquez

Murray's POV

As the alarm blared into my ears, and the morning sun blinded me awake, I readied myself for another day at work. Another day to be picked on by my best friends...great. It wasn't so much the teasing that bothered me, it was more so the fact that I was targeted by them all, especially Joe. He always picked up on my faults, using them to his advantage. Brian and Sal were beginning to do the same, but there was something different about how they handled the jokes – they didn't take them too far like Joe always did. I wasn't sure why he was so against me, but there had to be a reason for his behaviour...there had to be an explanation of some sorts.

I stood from my bed, and made my way into the bathroom to get myself ready for the day. After having shaved my morning stubble, and dressed in a pair of jeans, baby blue shirt, and a waistcoat, it was time for me to put my bowtie on. It was wooden, and caught the eye of passers-by. I won't lie to you, it was my favourite. I checked myself over in the mirror one last time, before slipping on my shoes, and heading out of the door.

By the time I had arrived on set, I was the last one there. I entered the room, being greeted by Brian and Sal, but Joe remained silent, he didn't even look at me. My eyebrows furrowed, as I dropped my things onto the table, and got into place. The crew went over the challenge, showing us where each individual camera sat on the floor to capture the reactions of the marks. Joe was up first, not scared of what we had planned for him to do. After we put him through extreme nosing, trying to get someone's hat on his head without them noticing, and lying on top of another, his turn was over. He passed with flying colours, of course he did. Joe has no shame, he will do pretty much anything. Next up was Brian, he stepped out onto the floor, acting all confident...until he received his first task.

"Tell her that no pregnant women are allowed in the store." Sal laughed through the microphone, watching as Brian froze in his spot; his cheeks blushed and his eyes wide. He scratched at his temple, as he winced.

"Absolutely not." He whispered into his mic, before racing from the scene, leaving the woman puzzled, as she continued on with her shopping.

Sal's turn was next, as he sauntered out onto the floor, before being brutally picked on by Joe, ending in a thumbs down.

It was my turn next, and I wasn't looking forward to it. The guys had been making it tough for one another all day, so there's no way that they'll go soft on me, not when Joe has that look in his eye. I pushed the earpiece into my ear, hearing a muffle of voices. They were clearly discussing what to have me do, making me feel all the more nervous and scared. It seems easy when up in the safety of the backroom, but when you're out on the floor, all alone with no one else to help you push through the tasks set, it is tough as hell.

Joe's POV

I watched on the screen, as Murray shuffled around the shop floor, awaiting his first orders. My eyes were fixated on him, as the other two conveyed their ideas. It wasn't until Brian placed his hand to my shoulder that I was knocked out of my daze.

"Dude...you okay?" He asked sincerely, as I swallowed hard and nodded my head.

"Yeah, no...I'm fine." I answered, as Brian furrowed his eyebrows, not entirely believing my response.