#questionableaardvark

[clancy-and-doohickey]

*knocks on the door*

Hey, are you in there? Anyone? Please.

Clancy and Doohickey pause their debate on filing systems to look up. The person doesn't sound quite like a client, more just like a scared person who needs help. Together, they head to the door and open it up.

"Hey, you okay?" Clancy says, ushering them inside. "Come in, it's okay. What's happenin'?"

Behind them, Doohickey locks and bolts the door closed.

[clancy-and-doohickey]

This is what I go to when I have a bad day :)

JD: Aww, that's so nice. Thank you for bein' a part of the community, we appreciate you a lot.

KC: Yes, thank you! You guys keep us sane by giving us somethin' to do between cases. Very much appreciated.

[clancy-and-doohickey]

Im so fucking proud of each of you. You know why. ;)

JD: For, ah... successfully running our own independent business? Sure.

KC: 'You know why' is a real ominous statement. What if one of us killed someone and you're proud of us for that, huh?

JD: Why is that where your brain went with that? We've done a lotta things worth being proud of!

KC: (Sing-song) Like muuurdeeer~

JD: I hate you.

[clancy-and-doohickey]

Happy late father's day boys!

(Passes a cake with ur names on it that says happy father's day)

(Bumps into Clancy pushing him into doohickey)

(They're awkward)

[Is this okay mod? <3]

KC: Little late on the draw there, buddy, but sure ーshit—!

(Clancy stumbles into Doohickey and nearly trips over his foot; Doohickey catches him by the waist before he can fall.)

JD: Woah—!

KC: I'm fine, I'm fine! (Stands up, brushes himself off) Dude, watch it.

JD: He means to say, "Thank you for the cake, please watch your step." You okay?

KC: (Steps away) Fine. I didn't break your toes, did I?

JD: Oh... yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

KC: Cool. Uh... good reflexes there, partner.

JD: (Nods stiffly) Mhm.

[clancy-and-doohickey]

So. What is up with kit getting stabbed?!?!?!?!?!?!

KC: Oh, pshh, that old thing.

JD: (Scoffs) That old thing, he says about getting a knife to the back.

KC: Oh, come on. You got stabbed in the collarbone once.

JD: Nearly! I nearly got stabbed in the collarbone, you just had to go full fuckin' Monty—

KC: Well I'm alive, ain't I?!

JD: (Rolls eyes) Whoop-dee-doo, he did the bare minimum. I'm so proud of you.

KC: (Scowls) Shut up. Anyway, long story short, there was this creepy peacock lady who kidnapped Jimmy and then stabbed me in a zoo. No biggie.

JD: (Mockingly) No biggie.

[clancy-and-doohickey]

So.....how dod the two of you meet?

Awfully cute together, I must say...

KC: (Grumbling) Fuck off. Badly. We met very badly.

JD: Aww, come on, it's a fun story.

KC: You spilled coffee on me on our first day at the precinct and I called you a jackass.

JD: And thus our whirlwind friendship of a lifetime began.

KC: It took us a lifetime to create a friendship.

JD: And look at us now! Wouldn't have it any other way, partner.