A/N: It's death time! This lovely death suggested by RavennaNightwind. Enjoy!
Wile E. Sully
Tim Sullivan, aka Sully, was taking a walk. He wasn't sure where he was or how he got there, but that didn't concern him now. He just wanted to find his girlfriend. He'd tried calling her, but his cell phone wasn't getting any service.
As he was walking, he failed to notice that he was walking to the edge of a cliff. Once he was in midair, he miraculously kept walking. That is, until he noticed there was no solid ground below him. He looked down and instantly began plummeting to earth. He hit the ground so hard that he was driven into the dirt. He was none the worse for wear however. He was trying to pull himself up out of the hole he was now embedded in when he heard a noise.
He glanced up just in time to see a huge boulder dropping out of the sky toward his head. It hit with a loud crack, breaking into pieces as it hit his skull. He was still alive, but his head hurt along with the rest of his body. (Sorry, I didn't mean to conjure up any images of Sully's body. If it floats your boat, do what I do and think about Booth's body instead.) He managed to pull himself out of the hole only to find that he was looking down a black tunnel.
He looked down only to see railroad tracks on either side of him. Then he heard the telltale whistle of a train. It was coming straight for him. Sully froze on the tracks, unable to move as the train barreled into him. He was knocked a ways away from the tracks and after a moment got up again.
This was getting ridiculous. He continued walking, only to trip over his shoelaces, which had come untied. He fell face first into a puddle. He tried to pull himself up, discovering that the previous accidents had sapped his energy. He drowned in the puddle, and no one ever found out where he went or what happened to him.
A/N: Cartoony enough for ya? I know Booth and Brennan weren't in it, but I couldn't find a spot to fit them in that I liked. This was a blast to write! Hope you liked it!