Hey there! So I've just recently gotten into this show, and it's amazing, but there seem to be zero stories about Leslie/Ann, so i decided I might as well write my own. So here's the first part of what I came up with, let me know what you think!

CHAPTER 1

Ann Perkins' head shot up from it's resting spot on the pillow as the doorbell sounded obnoxiously and frequently from the living room.

Sitting up on the couch where she had fallen asleep, she brushed soft brown hair back from her face and shoved one of her shoes on. The matching partner seemed to have wandered off while she was asleep.

The doorbell sounded again, three short bursts and then incessant knocking, followed by more high pitched bell.

Ann rolled her eyes, knowing exactly who was on the other side of the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." She muttered, cursing as she tripped over the other shoe, catching her balance with a hand on the wall. She quickly shoved it onto her foot and undid the lock on the front door as fast as she could. Anything to make the loud noises stop.

"Hi, Leslie." She huffed even while she was still opening the door.

"Oh hey, Ann." Leslie Knope did indeed stand on the other side of door, her face as plain and straight as though she hadn't just been knocking for the last five minutes. "Were you sleeping? It's 6 o'clock in the afternoon."

"I worked a double shift yesterday. Or earlier today? I don't remember. The point is, you woke me up." Ann scowled as Leslie pushed past her into the house.

Even though Ann hadn't known her friend for very long, Leslie seemed to be at her door more than anyone else. She thought of Leslie as annoying and insane in the good, caring sort of way. She just needed someone with her at all times to help filter out the crazy. Apparently, some higher power had chosen Ann for that job, but lately she didn't seem to mind that much. Leslie was super funny and intelligent, she just had very roundabout ways of making her intelligence work for her.

And also, Ann really needed her to help build a park on the used-to-be pit. That was just something she couldn't do herself.

She followed Leslie through the doorway to find the blonde already sprawled on the couch with her shoes off.

"Well I'm sorry I woke you up from your overly excessive nap, Ann, but maybe if you would start leaving your door unlocked like we discussed I wouldn't have to knock so loudly and we could have avoided this whole confrontation."

Ann blinked. "But then you could just... walk in... whenever you wanted..." She said slowly.

Leslie smiled big, looking off into the distance. "I know." She shook her head, coming back to reality. "But you'd have to be careful to make sure no one else... weird just comes strollin' in. Like a murderer, or Andy. I mean, they could just pop right in and you could be in your underwear!"

Ann bit her lip nervously. "Yeah, that's no good at all. Maybe you should just get a key, that way you could lock the door back up after you come inside."

"Yes. Yes that would work, because then it would only be me seeing you in your underwear." Leslie nodded approvingly.

Ann tried not to think about Leslie thinking about her without clothes on, but instead she wound up with images of Leslie without clothes on in her own mind.

Well this is odd,she thought to herself. Get out of my head, naked Leslie!

The tiny Leslie in Ann's mind patted the space on the sofa next to her suggestively.

No, naked Leslie! Get out of here!

Tiny Leslie gave a disappointed pout, then waved and disappeared.

Weird, Ann thought. I did not hate it though...

"So maybe you could stop by the office tomorrow and drop off my key, that way I'd have it for-"

"Whoa, whoa, what?" Ann asked, shaking her head in confusion. "Why were we even discussing you getting a key for my house?"

"Because there is a ghost in my house and I can't stay there anymore until I get it exorcized."

Ann was silent for a few seconds before repeating what she had thought she heard slowly.

"You said there's a ghost..."

"In my house. Yes."

Ann stifled the laughter she felt bubbling up inside her.

"Okay, well, why don't we go take a look? Maybe I can help." She couldn't wait to see what kind of crazy shit was actually going on at Leslie's. That, and Ann always like peeking into the other woman's home because it was, to put it nicely, a shit hole, with piles and boxes of who knows what scattered everywhere. Seeing Leslie's house made Ann feel better about her own lame housekeeping skills.

"I don't know, Ann. Are you a licensed exorcizist? Because honestly, at this point, that's what I really need."

Ann pressed her lips together. Her friend's face was just so serious.

"Yeeees," She said slowly. "I am a licensed... one of those. Got it done back in college. It was a phase, I don't want to go into too much detail."

"College phase, huh?" Leslie said, waggling her eyebrows. "Like a, like a lesbian thing? You did a lesbian thing in college, didn't you?" Ann opened her mouth to respond, but Leslie continued. "Oh, I never had the chance, I was too caught up in my classes for romance. Actually, I'm still kind of too busy with life to really worry about dating now... not that anyone asks... but you, Ann! Way to go. And let me just say, if I had the chance, I wouldn't mind. I would not mind."

Leslie looked her up and down, her eyes overly lingering as she walked past Ann and out the door.

Ann stood shocked, still by the couch, her mouth slightly open from when she was going to stop Leslie's rant, but had been cut off. Finally regaining control, she followed Leslie out the door and to her car, trying not to think about if Leslie had been serious about using Ann as a college phase.