fandomtownies | Trooper Station

Aly wasn't avoiding possible pranks. Really. That was not the reason at all why she showed up at the door to the Sheriff's office with both a bag and two coffees.

She leaned against the door frame, watching him clean the windows and wondering how long exactly it would take to notice her.

Roy didn't look over his shoulder as he heard a noise behind him. "Put it on my desk on top of the rest, Ralph. I'm busy right now."

Yep, clean windows were serious business.

"Terribly busy, I can tell," she replied. "Is that another part of the Sheriff's duties?"

Huh. Ralph sounded like a spy right now.

Roy glanced over his right shoulder. "Wait. You mean this wasn't in the oath I swore to you, My Serene Highness Alianne?" he asked, smirking.

"While I admire cleanliness in all its forms," Aly smirked back. "I might advise you to turn your attention to more pressing matters." She eyed his desk. "Or at least get some window cleaner."

"There's nothing pressing for the moment," Roy assured her and frowned. "Unless you heard something I haven't."

He turned away from her again, needing to pay attention to what he was doing as he carefully climbed off the windowsill.

She chuckled. "Nothing worrisome, no. Though I brought coffee and perhaps thought I could talk you into a game of chess."

"Coffee and a game?" he asked curiously, remembering when he had brought her offerings. "I'm going to have to be careful," he commented as he dumped the handkerchief on a cabinet and moved to the desk.

"More so than usual?" Aly asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Depends on what you're up to," he considered the desk and finally opted for moving an entire stack away and onto a second empty chair.

She laughed and handed him a coffee as he came back to the desk. "Maybe I shouldn't distract you from all these papers though."

Roy wrinkled his nose. "Please do, I'm afraid it will decide to stage a coup any day now."

He reached out to take the cup, then tilted his head as he looked at her blue hands. "You like blue, don't you," he remarked.

"Could always make one of your Troopers file them for you," she replied.

As soon as he took the cup, she tilted her hands so her sleeves fell over them. "Hmmpf. It seems to like me."

"Blue and pie," he remarked nonchalantly, sipping from his cup as he sat down in his chair.

She raised an eyebrow as she took the seat across from him. "Oh?"

"I heard about a certain pie incident in the park yesterday," he explained. "The description suspiciously fitted you."

Aly chuckled. "There are quite a few blonde women on this island, you know."

"I'm aware," he said. "And I'm sure not all of them got covered in pie yesterday."

"You never know, it is Fandom," she said. She shook her head obviously amused. "The perpetrator shall be sorry."

Roy grinned and glanced at her hands. "Same person?"

She sighed, looking at her hands with a touch of annoyance. "Different people, same - well, I wouldn't call him a mastermind, but..."

Roy raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to finish the sentence.

She shrugged, looking cute.

He shook his head. "So someone is setting people up against you," he considered it for a moment. "And you came to call upon my oath?"

"I came to ask you to play chess," she said, raising an eyebrow at his inference.

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