"Welcome to the niche corner" –Richard Ayoade

A/N: I know there are a few people out there who think Terri and Larry would work, but let's face it, it's quite few and no one has cared enough to write a fic. So I'm here to change the latter. I'm sorry that this fic might be the only option to one's Terri x Larry needs. I'm not very good with keeping these two in character. Kinda some plot-less drivel and to be honest I'm completely unsatisfied with my writing. I started out wanting to do things properly and I did try, but I quite rather rushed it and picked completion over quality. So I'd like to apologize. Then again who am I even talking to? Is there even an audience for this pair? Even if there was, is anyone reading this? Hello? Cheerio? Waka waka buttercups.

I like doing this-

DISCLAIMER: If I owned Three's Company I'd be dead right now because a group of people I know would have already killed me for not releasing the rest of the outtakes.

I love you. Please, r&r (rinse and repeat)

Mrs. Dallas?

When Larry arrived in Honolulu, Hawaii he was welcomed by a dreary, wet, and stormy afternoon. Initially, he had been planning to hit the sunny beaches and cruise for babes as soon as he possibly could, but instead, he was having trouble simply leaving the airport. It had been announced that a hurricane was a-comin' and he was told by the airport staff he was lucky to have even landed in Hawaii. But now he was to be stuck at the airport. There weren't any taxis lining up at the front and the concierge was unable to get anyone to come to the airport and provide transportation. Other customers were stranded just the same.

'Other passengers,' Larry thought, and then it clicked. 'C'mon Larry, you got this,' he told himself. He pushed the cart with his luggage piled upon and walked slowly scanning the airport. After a few minutes, he stopped in his tracks when he believed he found what he was looking for. From a distance, he made sure it was exactly what he wanted. Definitely what he wanted. A gorgeous blonde, in a low cut top paired with a slit skirt that showed off her shapely long legs, sat reading a magazine. He didn't need to go to the beach after all.

He began walking towards her. His back a little straighter, head a little higher, and with a lopsided smile that made him—he believed—appear boyish and playful, he was ready to make his move.

"Hello there," he greeted her once he was standing next to her.

She looked up from her magazine. "Hello," she said with a smile.

"Is this seat taken?"

"No, not at all. Please," she said gesturing the empty space.

"Thanks," he said sitting next to her. "The name's Lawrence. I just arrived in Honolulu."

"I can see that," she said nodding at his luggage. "I'm Delilah," she said putting out her hand so that he could shake it.

Instead, Larry clasped both hands around her hand and said, "How fitting, such a beautiful name for such a beautiful woman," whilst looking into her eyes.

Just then he felt a hand on his shoulders followed by, "There you are Larry, dear. Love of my life."

He turned his head to see who the person was. "T- Terri?" he uttered confused.

"You're married?" inquired Delilah angrily.

"No-," Larry began.

"Why yes! We're on our honeymoon!" Terri said cutting him off. She then proceeded to wrap her arms around his shoulders from behind then gave him a peck on the cheek.

Larry was beyond confused. Things were happening so fast. What was Terri even doing there?

"You got a lot of nerve you creep!" Delilah screeched as she yanked her hand away from his grasp. "Lady, I'm sorry but your husband's a dirtbag."

"Yes, but he's my dirtbag," Terri said before placing another kiss on his cheek.

"Ugh, good luck with that," Delilah upon walking off then muttering something about crazy people.

Terri stopped hugging Larry and began to have a giggle fit.

"What was that? She was totally into me!" Larry exclaimed sounding quite distraught.

She waved her hand trying to catch her breath. "You should've seen the look on your face," she said between laughs.

"You finished yet?" he said waiting for her.

She finally took a deep breath and calmed down. "Welcome to Hawaii, Larry."

"Some welcome," he grumbled.

"I saved a poor girl from making a big mistake," she says explaining her motive. She stood back and took a look at him. "Ah come here," she pulled Larry in for a hug. "It's great to see you."

He couldn't stay upset and returned the hug. "Good to see you too," he replied, "Mrs. Dallas," he added jokingly. "So, what are you doing here?" He asked once they had let go of each other.

"Well, I saw the news this morning and knew you'd probably get stranded," she explained. "C'mon let's go before I'm stuck in here, too," she said grabbing some of his things to help out and began heading out.

"Wow, you didn't have to do that. Really," he said following her.

"Oh it's no problem," Terri said sincerely. "It's a good thing you called to tell me you when you were arriving." – Larry thought otherwise. "So, how's everyone back in L.A.?" Terri followed up.

"Jack proposed to Janet," Larry informed. "That sly dog," he mumbled with a shake of his head.

"Oh yeah! I know," Terri hummed delightfully at the news of her friends' engagement. "Janet called and told me."

"Can you believe those two?"

"After all these years…"

"Took them long enough," they said at the same time. They looked at each other and laughed.

"Ah, here we are," Terri exclaimed as she walked over to her car. She opened the trunk and began loading his things into it.

"A Mazda?" he asked with disgust. "How about an upgrade," Larry suggested.

"I'm good, thanks."

"How about a downgrade then?"

Terri rolled her eyes. She closed the trunk and made her way over to the driver's side while Larry went around to the other. They got into the car and Larry handed her a piece of paper. "Here's my address," he said.

She took the paper and looked it then sucked her teeth and shook her head. "I think we're going to have to go to my place for now," she said just as thunder roared. "It's about to get worse."

"If you wanted me over at your place all you had to do was say so," he said with a cocky grin. "No need to come up with excuses."

"Larry," she warned. "You know what? Fine, we'll go to your place. I assume you have food and water there? First aid kit, candles, matches, a radio" she listed things off while pulling out of the parking spot.

"Hey, no need to get heated," he said putting up in his hands in surrender. "I didn't say I didn't want to go to your place."

Terri found herself rolling her eyes again. She wished Janet was there so they could exchange looks of disdain.

"So Terri, what awaits for a single bachelor like me in Hawaii?" He asked after a while.

"A kick to the shins," she replied without missing a beat.

Larry responded with a fake laugh before asking, "No really. What's the party scene like here?"

"Party scene? What are you—a college student?"

"Not a bad idea. Where's the nearest college?"

Terri couldn't roll her eyes any harder for fear that they might pop out of her head at this point. "Do you have anything in your head besides sex?"

"Who said anything about sex? Maybe I want to further my education. You have a dirty mind, Terri! Dirty, dirty mind!" he berated her sanctimoniously.

"Right getting to ogle hot girls is just a perk that comes with it."

"Your opinion of me is so low," Larry pouted.

They continued to drive for a while in silence. With the rain pouring down and winds picking up Terri needed to concentrate on the road. Larry sat in the passenger seat trying to take in as much of his surrounding as he could, but his eyes kept drifting towards Terri. And every time it seemed like she noticed him, he'd quickly look out the window again. He remembered the silly little crush he had on her when she first moved in with Jack and Janet. He had thought he was in love with her. He let out a small chuckle at the ridiculousness of it all.

"What?" Terri asked.

"Huh? Oh, nothing."

"You're not going to tell me why you're laughing?"

"I was just thinking…," he shook his head, not wanting to bring up that embarrassing date.

"Yes, that is funny. You, thinking," she teased. She received a sarcastic laugh from him. "I can't believe you're actually moving here," she stated when she realized he wasn't going to tell her what he found to be so amusing.

"Well, my boss is expanding and thought he should have his number one sale's man run things here."

"Right, number one," she muttered with a scoff.

Larry ignored her comment. "Plus I've practically gone out with every available girl in Southern California— I need a fresh market."

"Ugh. You're such a pig."

"You know I'm joking, right?"

"No," she answered frankly. "I don't think it's that you've gone out with all the girls in Los Angeles. I think these women have warned each other about you, and now, your notoriety precedes you."

"Ouch," he said rubbing his chest.

"Anyways, we're here," she said pulling into the parking lot of her apartment building.

After parking her car the two sat there for a bit looking out the window as rain poured down. It was obvious to see how strong the winds blew as large palm trees bent with their leaves being stripped away and branches being broken. They exchanged glances of concern.

"Looks like we're going to have to make a run for it," she said unbuckling her seatbelt.

"Ready when you are," he said doing the same.

They got out of the car, slamming the doors behind them as they made a mad dash towards Terri's apartment unit. She did her best running against the heavy wind and rainfall. Larry followed suit. "Wait, my-," he yelled, but Terri couldn't hear him with the wind whipping about them and thunder clapping. He had no choice but to leave his luggage in the car.

By the time the two got into her apartment, they were both soaking wet despite their best efforts to make haste.

"We should get ourselves out of these wet clothes before we catch pneumonia," Terri stated.

"Good idea! I'll help you out of yours," Larry said with a flirty smile.

"Ahahahaha," she let out a contemptuous laugh before putting on a straight face and said, "You wish."

"I definitely do."

Terri groaned at the cheesiness of it all. "You stay right here and I'll go get us some towels," she said as she disappeared into some part of her apartment.

"Nice place you got here," said Larry, looking around whilst taking off his shoes and socks.

"Thanks," she said upon reappearing. "Here," she handed him a towel and then began drying herself off. "Ugh, I might as well just take a shower, what about-," she stopped when she looked at him and realized he didn't have anything to change into. "Oh right, your luggage."

"Yeah I tried to tell you but-," Larry was cut off by the loud noise of a large tree branch hitting the apartment.

Terri sucked her teeth. "I think we're just going to have to leave it in the car until the weather gets better out there. In the meantime you can wear my clothes!" she offered.

Larry gave her a skeptical look. Having seen what she wears, he didn't believe she'd have anything that would fit him. But she went off in search for something anyways and then came back with a frilly yellow bathrobe that seemed to be quite short.

She handed it over to him with a huge smile on her face. "You can change in the bathroom," said Terri gesturing in the direction.

"Thanks," he said with disappointment and went in to change out of his wet clothes.

Terri went into her bedroom to change out of her wet clothes and into warmer clothing. When she came back out there Larry was, posing with his head held high and hands on his hips in her yellow robe that barely covered his manly bits. She couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous sight.

"Is this sexy or what?" Larry asked.

"Without a doubt 'or what'."

Just then lightning struck and the power went out.

"Great," they said at the same time.

"Let me get the candles," Terri stated as she went feeling her way around the place in the dark trying to make it to the kitchen. That's when her hand connected with what she could only guess was Larry's chest.

"Getting frisky, are we?"

Terri may not have been able to see his face but she could definitely hear the smirk in his voice. "Move," she said before pushing him, knowing the couch would break his fall.

When Terri came back out with a lit candle she found Larry lying on his side along the couch with one leg bent while his head was propped up by his arm. He threw her a sensual smile and patted the empty space in front of him. "Quite a romantic setting isn't it" he stated.

"You know you might want to have that looked at," she said nodding towards his bottom half.

He looked down and noticed that the way he was sitting wasn't leaving much to the imagination. He quickly closed his legs and sat up. "Perv," he mumbled under his breath.

"Don't worry. I'm a nurse. And as a medical professional, I 'd like to say, I am so sorry."

"What?"

"I'm kidding. I didn't see much."

He seemed to be momentarily satisfied with her answer until he realized the double meaning behind it. "Hey!"

"Because… I didn't look." She took a seat on the couch keeping as much distance from Larry as she possibly could. She placed her lit candle, candles, and matches onto the coffee table. She turned and faced Larry, leaning against the armrest of the sofa. He seemed to be keeping his distance from her, too as he sat on the other end facing her. "So tell me. What have I missed since leaving LA?" she asked.

And Larry told her plenty. They passed the time catching up and swapping gossip. For Terri, it felt great to be able to reminisce about her time in Santa Monica with someone. At some point, she brought out snacks to munch on as they continued talking. Time passed by quite fast, because soon it had become midnight. She hadn't expected that. She always thought of Larry as just a neighbor but the evening spent talking to him told another story; they might have actually been friends.

"Oh, boy I need to get some sleep. I have a twelve-hour shift tomorrow," Terri informed after glancing at the clock. "Looks like you'll have to spend the night here," she stated glancing out the window. The hurricane had yet to subside but had calmed a bit since.

"Great! Is your bed big enough? You know what, it doesn't matter. We'll just cuddle," Larry grinned.

"Behave or else I'll put you out in the rain," she threatened.

"But, Mrs. Dallas, it's our honeymoon," Larry whined. He was met with Terri's death glare and he knew he shouldn't push any further. He put his hands up in surrender.

"I'll just go grab a pillow and blanket. You can have my bed."

"What? No! I'll take the couch."

"It's fine, Larry. I fall asleep on it all the time-,"

"No way! I don't want to put you out on my account. You've done enough. I'm sleeping on the sofa. Just get me a blanket and I'll be fine. Plus you have to work tomorrow." Both were a bit surprised by the words coming out of his mouth. He wasn't exactly known for being selfless after all. At that moment he was quite impressed with himself.

"Are you sure?" she asked. He nodded assuredly. Terri went into her room and came back with a pillow and blanket. "Good-night, Larry."

"Night," he said as he made himself comfortable on the couch. "Uh hey Terri," he called.

"Yeah?" she responded halting in her tracks and turned to face him.

"I was wondering… could you show me around? You know, whenever you're free. It'd be a lot of help."

"Of course!" she said happily. "I'll just have to get back to you after I check my schedule."

"No problem-o."

"Great! Good night," she said sweetly and went into her room.

"Night— Mrs. Dallas," he replied then blew out the candle and lay back down. He was a bit surprised to have spent time simply talking to Terri and it was actually enjoyable. Usually, when he was with a woman it involved pickup lines and making out or getting yelled at. He went to sleep wondering if he would be able to remain on Terri's good side.

Note: "Lies My Roommate Told Me" (Season 6 Episode 6) was an episode I alluded to very briefly.