Hey guys! Thanks again for reading and reviewing. I really appreciate it! This scene takes place previously to Fancy Party (Season 3). It's just some fun speculation of where the idea for April and Andy to get married came from. I hope that you enjoy it, and as always, reviews are cherished!

"I'm bored," April whined as she kicked her legs back and forth over the side of Andy's shoeshine bench.

"Well," Andy said as he continued stacking bottles of shoe polish on top of each other. "We could go hide all of Jerry's stuff in the girl's bathroom."

April considered Andy's suggestion for a moment, and then decided that the opportunity wasn't worth the chance of Leslie finding her and making her run errands for the latest project to save the beached whales of Pawnee or whatever. "Let's do something else," she said as she rested her head on the back of the bench.

"We could make out again," Andy suggested, briefly looking up from his shoe polish tower to see if April was into the idea.

"We've already done that five times today," April replied.

"Well, babe, I'm out of ideas."

"That was only two ideas, Andy." April pulled her head back up and watched her boyfriend carefully put the last bottle of polish on the top of his pyramid. Falling in love with Andy wasn't something she had really expected. She wasn't one for getting caught up in any sort of emotions, but with Andy, that was hard to remember. She loved him and he loved her. She could be herself around him, and he made her laugh. That was all she needed.

Falling in love with April hadn't been something Andy expected either. He had always liked her, but had been reluctant to start anything because of how much younger she was than him. When he finally decided he didn't care about that anymore, there was no stopping him. April was the coolest person he had ever met. She was gorgeous and smart. He wanted to be around her all the time, even if she was in a bad mood or didn't want to make out.

"You know what we should do?" he said. "We should get married."

"What?" April asked, nearly choking on the sip of soda she just took.

"Yeah," Andy said as he leaned over the counter. "That would solve all our problems! Burly's looking for another person to move into our place, plus your parents have that insane curfew so I wouldn't have to keep sneaking into your place, and married people are never bored. They just have sex all the time."

April's head was spinning. Surely he was kidding. "Andy, none of those are reasons to get married."

"Well, how about this," he said as he walked around the counter so he was kneeling in front of her. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

April still couldn't believe what he was doing. She kicked her legs back over the side of the chair so that she was sitting up in front of him and squeezed his hands. "Andy, I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you too, but we can't just decide to get married today!" She was trying hard to be the voice of reason, even though every bit of her wanted to run off with him today.

"It doesn't have to be today," he argued. Sometimes girls could be so difficult. "We'll invite a whole bunch of people over tomorrow night and ask them all to bring stuff, and then we could surprise them all by getting married. It would be the coolest surprise fancy party wedding ever!"

April bit her lower lip, she was trying so hard to say no, but she couldn't. Not when she wanted to badly to spend the rest of her life with Andy. "And you really want to marry me?" she asked. "Like, this isn't some stupid joke and in a week, or five months, or ten years you're just going to divorce me?"

"I would never divorce you, April," he said as he held her hands in his. "Unless, I get abducted by aliens and they brainwashed me. Hey! Do you think that's why I don't like fish stick pizza anymore?"

"Andy, this is serious!" April said as she gently hit him on the shoulder, hoping that would help to refocus him.

"I am serious! We'll get a Justice of the Peace, and we'll make everyone else bring all the other stuff, like Chris can bring a cake, and Ben can bring Avatar. They'll think it's just a party, and then bam! We get married. It will be awesome, babe!"

"What about a ring?" April asked.

Andy scratched his head. "Dang it, I did not think about that. And it's like illegal to get married without a ring, right? Like it doesn't count?"

Now that April had finally found the loophole in his plan, she was sorry she had. She wanted to marry Andy Dwyer. She didn't care about a ring. "Hey!" she called to a teenager in Goth clothing, with fingers full of rings, walking past.

"What?" the girl asked gruffly.

"Do you have like a ring or something that we could have?"

"What?" the girl repeated.

"A ring," Andy said. "I'll give you five bucks for it."

"Are you crazy?" the girl asked and started to walk away.

"I'll give you ten bucks!" Andy called after her.

"Twenty," the girl said stopping and looking back at him to gauge just how desperate he was.

"Twenty-five," said Andy, with a smug smile on his face, "But not a penny more."

The girl looked him up and down to see if he was serious, but when she saw he was already pulling the money out of his wallet, she decided he was and handed over a thin silver band.

"Hun!" Andy said proudly as he turned around to show April. April couldn't believe it. Andy was serious about this. He was serious about wanting to spend the rest of his life with her. "So, what do you say?" he asked as he got back down on one knee. "April Ludgate, will you do me the honor of marrying me at a kick butt fancy party surprise wedding?"

"Fine," she shrugged as she tried to suppress a smile.

Thanks again for reading! Up next, some more Leslie and Ben.