(Random fun with Desmond and Shaun)

"Desmond, as much as I appreciate you looking over my shoulder…. What am I saying? I'd rather appreciate it if you stayed in your grubby little room and left me in peace. Now PISS OFF."

"Alright, cool it Shaun, I'm merely looking at what your doing!"

"Well you've seen now, so LEAVE. ME. ALONE."

"Could I borrow your computer for a second?"

"My computer is not for the likes of your porn sites."

"Its not porn!! Me and Lucy took some picture together and I want to upload them onto my Facebook!"

"Facebook?" Shaun turned in his chair, a slight vein popping up on his forehead. "Do you not understand how you uploading your childish pictures onto the internet, FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO SEE, Could jeopardise our mission!?"

A brief silence shed over the two of them.

"You really are an idiot." Shaun turned back to face his computer screen clicking away.

"I bet your just jealous!" Desmond replied with a twinkle in his eye.

"Jealous of what, prêt ell." Shaun replied not flinching a bit from the data on his screen.

"I bet you want to share in the friendship and have pictures with me! Admit it!" Desmond almost giggled at the sight of the stress building up in Shaun's head.

"What are you implying, dear old, simple Desmond?" The vein popping up on Shaun's head again.

"I know you want me Shaun." Desmond leaned over his desk at the man in glasses.

Shaun abruptly stopped typing and turned to the all to strangely acting Desmond.

"I'm sorry, what?!"

Desmond merely replied with a wink.

"Wow," Shaun began, pushing his glasses up his nose, laughing in a mocking way. "well then allow me to chop off your penis."

"Um, what?" Desmond shuffled back slightly.

"Meanwhile, you grow some breasts, and maybe, you might have a chance! Oh, on second thought, don't bother! Because who would fall for your personality? Nevermind your face." Shaun continued.

Desmond laughed, "Alright alright, cool it, shesh, I didn’t think you'd get that dramatic!" Taking himself off the desk and straightening his clothes. "That was harsh, now I'll have nightmares of you with scissors in my bedroom."

"Its your own fault." Shaun continued on back to his data sheet, wiping his brow.

"So can I use the computer?"

"What part of NO don't you understand?!"

"Don't start that again, Of course I know what no means! I just like annoying you." Desmond sniggered.

Shaun sighed, "What friends do you have on Facebook anyway? The only people you know are us."

"Exactly, You'll log on, see the photos and be like: oh I wish I wasn’t so smug and self centred and was able to talk to Desmond about my feelings so we can be friends."

"I'm alright thanks."

"Arrg, you're so frustrating." Desmond said, turning round.

"I'm also British." Shaun replied, while Desmond walked out the door.

"I'm going to find something to eat."

"While your there, make me a cup of tea."