Watching Breaking Bad
Dexter made the popcorn while Stiles got the TV ready. They sat side by side and got back to binge watch Breaking Bad, like they have been doing for the last two weeks. Usually, the Sheriff was with them, but because of night shifts, they were alone this time. Now that his job was at risk, staying home was like torture to the man.
Before pressing play, Stiles was already attacking the popcorn, completely ignoring the reprehensive look Dexter was giving him.
"You always do that." Dexter complained.
"What?" Stiles tried to give the most innocent face he could. His friend wasn't buying it.
"You eat all the popcorn and I'm the one hungry."
"Dude, I don't even know if I'm awake or not, I think I can eat a little."
"This is your excuse for everything now. It's your time to do the dishes, and you cry about being dreaming or not."
Stiles just shrugged. "Okay, it's salty anyway."
"I'll kill you, Stiles. I know I keep promising that, but this time…"
They ended up being quiet and watching the episode, but 10 minutes into the episode Dexter was laughing so uncontrollably, Stiles had to hit pause.
"What are you laughing about?"
"Nothing, I…" Since Stiles kept staring at him, Dexter didn't had much choice. "Okay, I was laughing because this Saul character is very familiar to you."
While Dexter was shrugging, Stiles turned his all body to the boy's direction, with a fast and clumsy move as he is used to.
"The dirty lawyer who defends criminals and is partner with the guy who cooks meth? That's the guy I look alike?"
"Of course! Pay attention, you two are obvious comic relieve that ended up getting a lot more meaning in your respective stories than expected. You two are in the middle of all the messy stuff and always pretend to know what you are doing, talking a lot more than you should in the process."
"That is…" He shook his head, not knowing what to say. "It's a lie!"
"You don't even have an argument! Accept the truth, Stiles, you are Saul."
"And who would be… Skyler?" Stiles challenged him.
Dexter put a hand in his chin, thinking.
"Well, Skyler was pregnant when her husband had cancer. She supported him the all time and did the impossible to keep him alive while he was cooking meth. She knew he was lying and still gave him a second chance, but when she found out the truth, she screwed her boss and told Walter she would not be involved with a drug dealer. That just in the episodes we saw!"
"I like Skyler." Stiles said with a pride smile in his face.
"Me too. Maybe Allison? You know, strong, determined, and when she gets angry, you better run."
"Okay, that is a good one. Scott would be Walter Jr., the innocent in the middle of the mess."
"Right? Especially doing that puppy dog face when he wants something so you can't say no. I hate it, makes me wanna punch him."
"Yeah, Scott is Walter Jr." Stiles faced Dexter again. "And you, who would you be?"
"Jesse Pinkman, of course." He crossed his arms.
"No, you are not!"
"Come on? The guy studied with Walter, who is the meth cooker, was pretty much abandoned by his parents when he started to use drugs, nobody trusts him, his parents took his home and his girlfriend died."
"And what does that have to do with you?"
"Well, being abandoned by parents is one. Nobody believes he can do anything, another one. No dead girlfriend or boyfriend, but I did died like twenty times."
"I don't agree with this, but for lack of a better choice, you can have it. Now we have left the drug dealer, chemistry teacher who found out he had cancer and thought it was a good idea to cook meth and it's not afraid of killing when he finds it necessary."
The two of them faced each other and nodded, before hitting play in the episode again.
"Lydia."
