Carson Beckett/Paul McGillion Thunk Thread

[Dellruby]

So what's the hold up here guys, lets get this show on the road!
You have somewhere else you need to be?
Maybe, was thinking of taking you with me.
Really? Anywhere special?
I know this nice little world full of private beaches, and a good swell
A good swell, really?
*looks up and sees the Carson's watching*
Um, lets talk more about this later Shep.
Anything you want!

[Aang]

*Aang is throwing her temper tantrum when Carson (mine) comes up and grabs her hand*

*stops throwing a tantrum and looks up at Carson* What, Love?

#2 Love, I've got somethin' to ask ye. I can't wait any longer, I'll lose ma' bloody mind if I wait.

Wha...? *confuzzled* Um okay...

*Carson fumbles in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a little wooden jewelry box and I put my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming*

#2 Aang, Love...*gets on one knee in front of me and pops the case open to show the ring*



*I squeak*

#2 Aang, will ye marry me?

*SCREAM* CARSON! *squeaks* I don't know what to say...

*whispers in my ear* I think 'yes' might be a good place to start...

Oh right. *looks into my Carson's eyes* Yes, Love, I will marry you! *pulls him to his feet and hugs him*

[Aang]

*looks down* Bloody hell, our timing is perfect, looks like Beck just got back! *squeals* YAY.

[Dellruby]

Well about bloody time!
Congrats man! *stands up and holds out his hand for Carson#2 to shake*

[Aang]

*my Carson finally loosens one hand from my suffocating hug and reaches around me to shake Shep's hand*

#2 Thank ye, lad!

*finally lets go of Carson and runs over to tackle-hug Dell and then Beck* AAAAHHHH!!!!! BEST DAY EVER. *freaking out still*

[HeatherOnTheHill]

*wanders in carrying a beer* Hey guys, I don't suppose there's any deviled eggs left...over...

*sees 2 Carsons, does a classic double take, then looks at the beer* I swear I haven't had THAT much!

Then again, I shouldn't be too surprised at what goes on in here...

[Dellruby]

Just as well I didn't get up form the couch, you would have knocked me back down!
Hey that is just great, but no more kissing my guy now!

[Aang]

HEATHER. *tackle-hugs Heather too*

You're totally not insane, there are two Carsons (apparently they've been pulling the wool over on all of us for a while)...

And oh my god. My Carson just asked me to marry him *drags her Carson over to Heather and waves her ring in Heather's face*

[Dellruby]

Hi Heather, welcome to the mad house!
Hey have you met Shep here, he comes over some times to share in the madness!
Hi Heather how are you doing?

[Aang]

Just as well I didn't get up form the couch, you would have knocked me back down!
Hey that is just great, but no more kissing my guy now!

Oh no worries, got my own permanent guy now. *turns and kisses Carson*

[Dellruby]

Aww, isn't that sweet?
*Shep hugs me*
Maybe I should do something like that some day?
Only one problem with that idea
Whats that?
My Dh?
Crap, I forgot about him...just as well that is only your dream life or I would have to hunt him down and shoot him!
Aww, you say the sweetest things!*kisses Shep*

[HeatherOnTheHill]

*gets tackled and the beer goes flying* OOF!

*blink blink at the bling* Um...congratulations?

Oh, I meant to show you...

Spoiler:

Picture of my Paul from 2008 in his kilt. He's lost a ton of weight since then, but he still has the kilt. I made him that poet shirt when we were dating.

Um...shouldn't we be drinking champagne or something?

[Aang]

Ow. Wonderful time for a headache. *massages her own head* I've taken something for it so let's see if it works...

*is holding hands with her Carson*

Now where could Beck be, I know I saw her somewhere...I do hope we haven't given the poor lass a heart attack from all this excitement tonight or confused her too badly...

#2 Aye, I do hope not. *looks at me with his beautiful blue eyes and grins that lopsided grin and my mind totally melts*

[HeatherOnTheHill]

Hi Shep! I'm very confused, but that's my usual state of being these days, it seems.

*Heather's poor brain about to go all 'splodey*

[Dellruby]

*gets tackled and the beer goes flying* OOF!

*blink blink at the bling* Um...congratulations?

Oh, I meant to show you...

Spoiler:

Picture of my Paul from 2008 in his kilt. He's lost a ton of weight since then, but he still has the kilt. I made him that poet shirt when we were dating.

Um...shouldn't we be drinking champagne or something?

Um what is he sitting on...looks like a chem toilet (had a lot of experience with them)
Nice shirt!
oh yes, Champagne, give us a second!
*runs away*