I am on such a crack!fic thing right now. This is my latest idea. Why, brain, why?

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Mandy smelled like blueberries. Why did she smell like blueberries?

Mandy was the most powerful person in the world, his boss, his equal, his girlfriend. She was strong, confident, cynical, bitter, angry, guarded, perfect, not exactly "sweet", and why in the world did she smell like blueberries?

Not that he didn't like the smell. It was a fragrance that had always enticed him. His parents needed to get him down for dinner? Blueberry pancakes. He needed something soothing for his nerves? Blueberry tea. What flavor of anything did he want from a candy jar? Blueberry.

When Mandy walked in his office, smelling distinctly of blueberries, he was undoubtedly pleased, but confusion clouded this happiness.

"Hello, Mandy," he greeted. He held up a paper. "I'm working on a design for a new projectile sword. Would you like to review it?"

"Sure." She shrugged and approached him, and the intoxicating smell amplified when she moved. "What's this about?"

"It's…"

He launched into an explanation of his newest weapon, and he was glad his mouth could go on autopilot, because the way Mandy's smell bombarded his olfactory nerves was distracting him from anything else. She leaned closer to him, to examine the paper, and he sniffed at her gently. "Why do you smell like blueberries?" he asked suddenly.

She arched an eyebrow at him. "Because Grim dared me to use some blueberry-scented shampoo last night, and I don't turn down dares."

"I love blueberries," Dexter blurted.

A slightly amused look graced her eyes, but her scowl remained intact. "Maybe I'll use it on holidays and your birthday, then."

"Thank you." He smirked at her and turned back to the paper, but every time she moved her head the blueberry scent hit him, and it was a miracle he could talk by the time she left.

"So, how'd it go?" Dee Dee inquired as soon as Mandy exited the lab.

"The shampoo worked like a charm. I had him wrapped around my little finger," Mandy informed her.

"I told you he liked blueberries," Dee Dee said smugly.

"He loves them."

Dexter gets drunk off of blueberries! Yay for crack!fics!