ann/tom/april, things work out, pg-13??, 1/2mapsoundsMarch 6 2012, 03:15:13 UTC
(um, this is TOTALLY ridic and the "drinking game" barely counts, but i hope it's kind of vaguely what you wanted! and also that you get other fills, because this is a gr10 prompt
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ann/tom/april, things work out, pg-13??, 2/2 ann/tom/april, things work out, pg-13??, 1/2 ann/tom/mapsoundsMarch 6 2012, 03:32:17 UTC
"Tom?"
"Sweetness?"
"Why is April here?"
There are also other questions she could ask, like why did they have to meet at Donna's cabin, and isn't he worried about Donna killing all of them Misery-style, which is probably so weirdly specific because it's her cabin
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ann/claire lane, imagine me and you, pg (a teeny tiny bit of cussing)
Claire Lane has taken up residence in Pawnee, Indiana for exactly seven weeks. Two weeks after settling into this strange little town, she is hired as a temporary deputy director at the Parks and Recreation branch of the local government. Two days into the job, she meets Ann Perkins via enthusiastic introduction from Leslie Knope (this is Ann Perkins, beautiful part time nurse, full time best friend and most wonderful woodland creature in the world!). A week following their meeting and several Leslie planned welcoming parties later; a strange tugging ache begins to occur near her chest every time Ann gives her a cheery wave accompanied by a habitually awkward smile
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It's too quiet out here. Granted, Pawnee is not exactly a bustling metropolis, but it is always bursting with activity regardless of the hour. It could just be that Ann has become accustomed to her erratic schedule since taking on her position at City Hall and her biological clock is still tuned to the emergency room's late night shift; it could also be that Tom's snoring, though quite faint by the time it echoes down from the top bunk, is just enough to keep yanking her back from the sweet edge of sleep every time she draws near. Whatever the reason, the silence that falls on the lake house after midnight leaves Ann feeling uneasy. Even with - or maybe especially with - her eyes closed, the air around her feels thick and heavy, as if weighed down by all the troublesome thoughts that come out to play at the precise moment when one has decided to try and rest. She opens her eyes and chooses a fixed spot on the wooden bed frame above to stare at, her elbows outstretched and palms tucked behind her head
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In return, Ann snaps, "What the hell is your problem? Are you seriously gonna hate me forever just because I dated Andy four years ago? For the last time, I do not want him back!" Almost as an afterthought, she adds, "Besides, I'm dating Tom now."
"Don't remind me," April scoffs. She doesn't make eye contact once, instead choosing to stare down at her hands and chip away at the paint on her fingernails as she speaks. "I don't hate you because you dated Andy. I hate you because you're boring and you're everywhere."
"I'm not boring," says Ann. She's not sure what April means by saying that she's everywhere, but she's convinced it's nothing good, which just pisses her off further. "I was trying to be nice; I didn't want Donna to tackle you like that time she thought Leslie shot her car."
April manages to cleanly peel off half a nail's worth of polish at once. "Well, stop looking out for me. It's annoying."
"You're annoying." Ann barely registers how childish and indignant she sounds, she's too busy actually feeling childish and
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"I do not have h-" Before Ann can finish denying that she has any sexually transmitted diseases, the loud sound of a door carelessly slammed finds its way to the tub deck, effectively silencing both women. If translated into words, April's expression would clearly read: Oh shit! Ann's would emphatically concur. "Stay calm," whispers Ann.
"Stay quiet," April shoots back. They don't get a chance to do either: Donna's voice booms from around the porch, demanding to know what the fuck is going on out here, and within the blink of an eye April has already liberated herself from the hot tub and is running across the deck for cover. Ann immediately climbs out and chases after April; they both leap behind a rosebush on the far end of the driveway, where it's dark enough to remain unseen. Hopefully. To make matters worse, Ann stubs her toe on a loose pebble just before they reach the bush and topples over, graceless crashing down on top of April
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"Sweetness?"
"Why is April here?"
There are also other questions she could ask, like why did they have to meet at Donna's cabin, and isn't he worried about Donna killing all of them Misery-style, which is probably so weirdly specific because it's her cabin ( ... )
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Claire Lane has taken up residence in Pawnee, Indiana for exactly seven weeks. Two weeks after settling into this strange little town, she is hired as a temporary deputy director at the Parks and Recreation branch of the local government. Two days into the job, she meets Ann Perkins via enthusiastic introduction from Leslie Knope (this is Ann Perkins, beautiful part time nurse, full time best friend and most wonderful woodland creature in the world!). A week following their meeting and several Leslie planned welcoming parties later; a strange tugging ache begins to occur near her chest every time Ann gives her a cheery wave accompanied by a habitually awkward smile ( ... )
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It's too quiet out here. Granted, Pawnee is not exactly a bustling metropolis, but it is always bursting with activity regardless of the hour. It could just be that Ann has become accustomed to her erratic schedule since taking on her position at City Hall and her biological clock is still tuned to the emergency room's late night shift; it could also be that Tom's snoring, though quite faint by the time it echoes down from the top bunk, is just enough to keep yanking her back from the sweet edge of sleep every time she draws near. Whatever the reason, the silence that falls on the lake house after midnight leaves Ann feeling uneasy. Even with - or maybe especially with - her eyes closed, the air around her feels thick and heavy, as if weighed down by all the troublesome thoughts that come out to play at the precise moment when one has decided to try and rest. She opens her eyes and chooses a fixed spot on the wooden bed frame above to stare at, her elbows outstretched and palms tucked behind her head ( ... )
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"Don't remind me," April scoffs. She doesn't make eye contact once, instead choosing to stare down at her hands and chip away at the paint on her fingernails as she speaks. "I don't hate you because you dated Andy. I hate you because you're boring and you're everywhere."
"I'm not boring," says Ann. She's not sure what April means by saying that she's everywhere, but she's convinced it's nothing good, which just pisses her off further. "I was trying to be nice; I didn't want Donna to tackle you like that time she thought Leslie shot her car."
April manages to cleanly peel off half a nail's worth of polish at once. "Well, stop looking out for me. It's annoying."
"You're annoying." Ann barely registers how childish and indignant she sounds, she's too busy actually feeling childish and ( ... )
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"Why? I'm not the one who probably has herpes."
"I do not have h-" Before Ann can finish denying that she has any sexually transmitted diseases, the loud sound of a door carelessly slammed finds its way to the tub deck, effectively silencing both women. If translated into words, April's expression would clearly read: Oh shit! Ann's would emphatically concur. "Stay calm," whispers Ann.
"Stay quiet," April shoots back. They don't get a chance to do either: Donna's voice booms from around the porch, demanding to know what the fuck is going on out here, and within the blink of an eye April has already liberated herself from the hot tub and is running across the deck for cover. Ann immediately climbs out and chases after April; they both leap behind a rosebush on the far end of the driveway, where it's dark enough to remain unseen. Hopefully. To make matters worse, Ann stubs her toe on a loose pebble just before they reach the bush and topples over, graceless crashing down on top of April ( ... )
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