Jen Barkley meets April Ludgate: a series of what ifs.
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Jen Barkley meets April Ludgate: a series of what ifs.
>>> like a hurricane by @tunemyart
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New Fic: April's Ark
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65575126
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Chapters: 6/9 Fandom: Parks and Recreation (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jennifer Barkley/April Ludgate, background Leslie Knope/Ben Wyatt, previous Andy/April Summary:
Jen Barkley meets April Ludgate: a series of what ifs.
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Drunk Jen, pointing at April: *proud* That’s my girlfriend, suckers! April: Your wife, Jen. Jen: *Even more proud* My wife! Even better!
April, looking at Jen: Wow, she’s so pretty. Leslie: Don’t feel like that, April. You’re pretty too! April: I’m not jealous, Leslie. I’m gay.

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April: If you ever get married can I have an important role in the wedding? Jen, hurt: What do- April: Like the bride.
April: Pft, Jen and I don’t use terms of endearment.
Leslie: *Blinks*
Leslie: What do bees make?
April: Honey.
Jen, from the hallway: Yeah, babe?
Leslie: Don’t lie to my face ever again.
Jen: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk. April: You were literally flirting with me. Jen: So what? You’re my wife. April: You asked me if I was single, then cried when I said I wasn’t. Leslie: It’s true.