A/N: Ok, Sully haters unite!! Hurrah! This suggestion is from Mumrulz, who, I have to say, has been outstandingly supportive of all my fics!! Enjoy!!
What goes up, must come down…on Sully
Tim Sullivan, aka Sully, was walking down the street, daydreaming about his picture-perfect relationship with Temperance Brennan. (My god, I'm making him so delusional). He stared longingly into the window of every jewelry store he passed. He knew for a fact that she would jump at the chance to marry him.
He had no idea that above him, far, far, above him, his girlfriend was preparing to skydive with her partner and lover.
"Ready Booth?" She called as they looked out of the plane.
"As ready as I'll ever be!" They jumped, and as they fell to earth, a penny that had been in Booth's pocket fell out, and plummeted to the ground, picking up speed as it went. It fell right on an unsuspecting Sully, burying itself in his skull and killing him instantly, driving him into the ground with the force. Despite the brutality, it was interesting to see, and many people stopped and stared.
Finally, someone had the sense to call the ambulance to cart the body away.
When Booth and Brennan landed, Booth put a hand in his pocket.
"I had a penny in here. What happened to it?"
"It's just a penny, Booth. Don't worry about it. That was immensely enjoyable. We should do it again sometime!"
They left to go eat lunch and have sex, Temperance never giving Sully or his whereabouts a second thought.
A/N: These are so much fun to write!! The sky's the limit! Hope you enjoyed.