Fandom Trooper Station, Wednesday

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Today Danny managed to pawn off calls from the Bee Lady in order to sort through paperwork that Steve had apparently dropped on his desk. Which was immediately put back onto Steve's desk.

As one did.

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Steve wandered in and went over to his desk. "Oh, no, Danno, all the words you put into these reports disappeared."

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"Maybe you should correct it," Danny suggested helpfully.

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"But I don't know what you wrote," Steve pointed out.

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"Well, that's a damn shame," Danny replied, taking a sip of his coffee.

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"That's not being a team player, Danny," Steve tsked.

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"Neither is putting your work on my desk without the decency of a bribe first." Like, say, some donuts.

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"Bribing a member of law enforcement is illegal," Steve said.

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"Is it?" Danny didn't care in this instance. Weirdly enough.

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"Pretty sure you've mentioned it once or twice," Steve said. "Possibly to Sang Min."

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"Are you equating yourself to Sang Min?" Danny asked.

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"I have never stapled a dead muskrat to my head and called it hair," Steve said.

Or engaged in trafficking. Details.

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"Thank god for that," Danny agreed with a firm nod.

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"There are other appalling things about him, of course, but the hair is bad," Steve said.

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"I'm sure he cries himself to sleep over it," Danny replied. Or he should.

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"He should," Steve muttered.

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"Be that as it may," Danny began, giving him a firm look. "If you want me to do your paperwork, you're buying me lunch. And it's gonna be nice."

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"Fine," Steve huffed. "I've got some MREs in the drawer."

STEVEN.

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"Oh, no no no. For that? I'm demanding expensive now."

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Steve really should've seen that coming.

"Italian?" he guessed.

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"Italian," Danny agreed.

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"Yours is better," Steve said with a little grin, picking up the phone. "Take out or do I have to take you inside and sit down and whatever?"

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Danny's grin turned proud and pleased. "You can do take out," he said graciously.

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"Baked ziti or chicken parm sandwich?" Steve asked.

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Was it nice or weird that Steve knew his order so well?

"Which are you getting?" Because they were splitting them regardless.

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"The sandwich," Steve said. "Comes with a salad."

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"Ziti then." With extra carbs on the side.

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Steve made the order, adding in breadsticks and tiramisu, then hung up. "Twenty minutes, so lots of time to get started on the paperwork," he said, smiling sweetly.

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"You get half, babe," Danny replied, scooping some of the papers off Steve's desk."

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Steve made a face. "You get the Bee Lady."

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"Deal." Joke was on him, it was Ralph's day to deal with her!

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"That seemed easy," Steve said, frowning.

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"Sonetimes things are easy." False! Not with them, they weren't!

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"That has almost never been true," Steve said.

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"Get started, you putz," Danny said, shaking his head.

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"Bitch, bitch, bitch," Steve murmured, a smile tugging at his lips.

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Danny flicked a hand at him in a dismissal, but grinned down at his work. Which was practically an 'I love you' for them.