Impractical Jokers Requests Book

When You Bump Into Your Ex

Joe:

You and Joe were having a mini coffee date, it was your weekly tradition. As you're walking out, you bump into a familiar face...your ex. [She/He] greets you, causing Joe to become confused. You turn to face him and give him the 'look'. Joe instantly understands who the stranger is. His behaviour suddenly changes. He starts to tease your ex, by telling one of his ridiculous stories - much like the one where the guy on the plane got a dog stuck up his arse.

After a short conversation, you decide to pull Joe away, not wanting to talk to your ex anymore. Joe turns around to say goodbye to your ex, but instead, he grabs ahold of your hand and walks you right past [her/him]. Joe swings your hands over-dramatically, to make sure your ex knows who you belong to.  

Q:

You were joining Q on set for the day. They were filming a Wheel of Doom challenge in the park, which is one of your favourites.

When it was Q's turn, you were stood to the side, just watching over the guys. All of a sudden, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and were startled by who you saw. It was your ex.

[She/He] started talking to you, making you feel slightly intimidated by their presence. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders. You recognised the figure's gloves - it was Q. He turned to smile at you, knowing exactly who was bothering you. Q arrogantly spoke to your ex, proving to them that you were now his. He started to get slightly agitated and before you knew it, your ex was pushed to the ground.

"Leave my [girl/boy] alone you dick." Q angrily shouted at them.

Murr:

You let out a groan, as you threw your phone against the sofa. Murr looked up from his laptop and laced his eyebrows together in confusion.

"It's my ex, [she/he] won't stop fucking calling me." You huffed. Murr stood up and strolled over to the sofa, picking up your phone. Without saying a word, he rang the number and held the phone to his ear.

"Hello, is this [Y/E/N]? It is? Ah, great. Listen, I hear that you've been trying to contact [Y/N]." Murr started, before gradually his tone of voice became angry. "I don't appreciate you talking to my [girlfriend/boyfriend] buddy. So why don't you back the fuck off, move on and realise you've lost your chances of being with [her/him]. If you ring this number again, I will ram your phone so far up your arse, you won't be able to walk again." Murr hastily hung up and returned to his seat. You sat there in shock, before bursting into laughter.

Sal:

Sal was just pulling into your driveway, when he noticed an unfamiliar car parked in his spot. He jumped out of his car and ran to the front door, pounding his fist against it. You opened the door and pulled him into a hug, tears were filling your eyes.

"What's wrong, [Y/N]?" Sal asked, worryingly. You turned and pointed to your ex, who remained in the living room.

"[She/He] won't leave me the fuck alone." You cried. Sal hugged you once more, lightly kissing the top of your head. He stormed his way through to your living room and pulled your ex up by their collar, holding them up against the wall. Your ex started to quiver, terrified by Sal's behaviour.

"Stay the fuck away from my [princess/prince], okay? [She/He] doesn't want a piece of shit like you anymore. Now, I advise you get the FUCK out of my house, before I force you out." Sal grunted through gritted teeth. He let your ex drop to the floor, as they fumbled for their things and ran for the door. Sal walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Thank you." You mumbled into his chest. Sal looked down at you and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I know you don't like it when I behave like that, but it had to be done." He whispered, placing a kiss to your cheek, gaining a small smile from you.