Legendary!

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What was so perfect about both routines was that Rick and Barney's routines could have guns in them. And it so happened that Rick had this water guns that looked real.

What they had to do was quite simple. Rick was called first, so he entered the stage and then twirled around a bit and when they were least expecting it him and Barney would attack using water pistol.

It was the perfect plan.

Rick's turn to go on stage was next and he had his water gun, safely tucked on the holster of his outfit.

"Contestant number forty-seven Rick!"

Rick climbed up the stairs and smiled wickedly doing his stupid routines at the sound of an old cop show. When he got upfront, he looked at Barney that was waiting for his signal and winked.

Barney quickly got in the stage next to him and both the boys reached for their guns, aiming for the judges and firing!

What was so great about this particular type of gun was that they could reach two meters distance at ease, so when they fired, the not only caught the judges that were sitting in the front row but they also caught a couple of moms that were hanging around, which was a wonderful side effect.

The judges got up and away from the table, glaring daggers at the kids.

"Where the hell are the mothers of those two?!" the young blonde woman with perfect manicured nails shouted looking around and holding her wet clothes away from her body.

"Mom and Nanny at six o'clock." Rick shouted, looking over his shoulder and seeing the responsible adults coming for them.

"Plan B?"

"Plan B!"

The boys jumped off of the stage and ran to the double doors that led to the ball room, shooting at everyone that was in their ways and getting a lot of girls to start crying.

Boo-freaking-hoo.

They reached the double doors and Barney helped Rick open them. Rick held the door as Barney threw a couple of stink bombs into the room. Rick let go of the door and ran for the elevators.

He knew exactly where their room was and he had stolen the key earlier. They entered the room and closed the doors behind them.

The boys stared at each other seriously for a couple of seconds. Both boys were panting from the run and their hair was a mess.

And then, suddenly, they started laughing.

"Dude, that was so cool!" Rick laughed still trying to catch his breath.

"We have to do that again!"

"Yes, please."

They laughed and threw their pistols to the bed carelessly.

They hoped on the bed next and Rick took out some candy that he had hid.

"You think they'll expel us?"

"Well, they better. Otherwise we'll have to go for Round 2." Rick said with a devious smile "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

Barney rubbed his hands together and smiled wickedly "Of course not."

"I propose a toast." Barney said raising his candy bar "To a legendary prank, that shall never be forgotten!"

Rick laughed and bumped his candy bar with his.

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In the end, they did got kicked out of the pageant and of the hotel and they both got grounded.

The main objective of their plan had been accomplished. There was only one secondary effect that neither boy had thought of.

They would be going their separate ways now. They were both going home and they lived in different, distant parts from the city, so they would probably never see each other again.

They were both standing in front of the hotel, shuffling their feet and waiting for the responsible adults to finish apologizing for their behavior and paying the fine the hotel had requested.

"So. . . " Rick started.

"So. . ." Barney mumbled back.

"I guess this is goodbye?"

"I guess so."

Rick thrust his hand forward for Barney to shake.

Barney extended his tiny hand and shook Rick's hand.

"I had lots of fun. Just so you know." Barney said with a grin.

"Yeah, me too. You know what?! Let's not say goodbye. Let's say see you tomorrow. It seems more hopeful." Rick says, dropping Barney's hand and stepping forward to give him a hug.

"Barney." a voice snapped from behind them, making Barney jump back and look up at his mom "Let's go. I don't want you around this boy. He's a bad influence." she said grabbing Barney's hand and pulling him along and towards the car.

Barney waved his hand at him and then his mother got him inside the car and he was out of view. For good.

Rick kicked the pavement and waited for his nanny to come out.

He would miss Barney. This was the most fun he had had in a long long while. The kids in his school were never kind to him, they never wanted to be his friends. But not Barney. Barney had become his besttest friend ever and he would never ever forget all the fun they had had together.

His nanny came out of the hotel holding the bags and a wearing a deep frown on her face.

"You're in so much trouble. Don't even think for a minute that I'll put up with any of your tantrums. As soon as your mother gets home I quit." she angrily said, grabbing his arm and pulling towards the taxi that was waiting for them.

Rick smiled. At least he got rid of her.

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"But Beckeeeett." he whined "How am I supposed to help you without a gun."

"You're not carrying a gun, Castle. You'd probably shoot yourself. Now shut up and let's go." she dismissed him, parking the car and heading for the little pub.

He quickly followed her thinking about what to say next. When he caught up to her, she was being hit on by some blond guy wearing a suit.

"Hey." he called out rushing to her side.

The guy threw him a glance and quickly dismissed him.

"Go away, pal. The lady is busy." he said.

Beckett smirked and pulled out her badge.

"The lady would like to ask you some questions, pal."

Rick smirked when the guy became clearly uncomfortable.

"Kate Beckett. NYPD. And this is my partner Richard Castle." she introduced.

"Barney Stinson." he said, apparently recovering his smug-ness.

"Wait. Barney Stinson?!" Rick asked.

It was a long shot. It had been a long time ago. A very long time ago, but maybe, just maybe. . .

"Yeah." he said, turning fully to Rick and really noticing him "Rick Rodgers." he said suddenly, with a beaming smile "Oh my God."

"Holly shit." Rick answered back beaming "What are the odds right?"

Barney turned back and called out "Hey guys. Come here. I want you to meet my first bro. We founded the brohood." he said excitedly, addressing to a booth of people nearby.

"What's going on? Do you know him?" Kate asked, looking between the two of them.

"If I know him?! We're bros." he answered back.

Next thing they knew, they were sitting in the booth and swapping stories and laughing. Two bros reunited.

What are the odds?