A/N: A Vimes/Angua drabble. An experiment into dialogue fic. Well, mostly dialogue! I love this pairing, there's so littel of it. I may have a full story coming in the future. It depends on what goes on in my evil little life. Enjoy! Let me know what you think, and how successful I've been!"What's this?"
"My resignation, sir."
"Why?"
"I don't feel able to continue on in this capacity, sir."
A pause.
"No."
"What?"
"I don't accept your resignation."
"What? Why? Sir."
"You haven't supplied sufficient cause."
"But…sir…"
"Back on patrol, Sergeant. You may come back when you have a decent reason."
"Sir…"
"Out."
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"Sir."
"I take it you have a decent reason this time, sergeant?"
"Yessir."
"Go ahead."
A deep breath.
"Ihavebeenhavinginappropriatefeelingssir."
"…"
"Sir?"
"It would help if I could understand that, sergeant."
"Sorry, sir. I have been having inappropriate feelings, sir."
"So why do you feel the need to resign?"
"Well, sir…they're sort of…well, about…you, sir."
"Thank you, sergeant. However, I feel the need to point out that my powers of deduction are not entirely derelict."
"You knew?"
"I wondered."
"Ah."
"So, why do you feel the need to resign?"
"They're called 'inappropriate feelings' for a reason, sir."
"And I have no say?"
"Sir?"
"Feelings about me, sergeant. Surely I am entitled to an opinion."
"Sir."
"I'll insert the 'yes,' shall I?"
"Sir."
"You will not leave my Watch, sergeant. You are one of my best officers."
"But, sir…"
"I'm sure we can figure something out to reduce the distraction."
"…sir?"
"Sergeant?"
"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"
"Perhaps, sergeant."
"…well."
"When does your shift end?"
"Any time you like, sir. It's your Watch."
"Insubordination and cheek are punishable offences, sergeant."
"That's what I was hoping you'd say, sir."