Kent hated making wishes. She got them wrong half the time and while he knew she didn't mean to misunderstand him, it still got him into situations he had no way of explaining.

Truthfully, he should have known better this time, it almost served him right. The walk to his car, where he had left his wallet, wouldn't have been so terrible. So what if his headache from not getting enough sleep because she opened a dimension to Rio de Janeiro's Carnival in his kitchen? It's not like he didn't enjoy it himself. It was still no excuse to not take the extra time to get his own money to buy the overpriced coffee.

He knew she was hungover too. It wasn't her fault she didn't understand he wanted five dollars when he said 'bucks'. Now he had five male deer starting to get agitated inside his office. His lieutenant was outside pounding on the door asking why it sounded like he had horses in his office. Watching Seabiscuit loudly on his computer was not a good excuse, no matter what Venus insisted. And now she was too hungover to undo the wish.

"Venus. What am I supposed to do?"

"Just tell them they snuck in."

"How would that even make sense?! There are no windows in here!"

Two of the bucks slammed their horns together just feet from him. Venus laid across his couch with an arm thrown over her eyes, completely dismissive of the chaos threatening to spill from his office.

"Captain?" Lieutenant Jensen asked through his door. "Are you alright? Did you break your bookcase?"

"Lieutenant! Everything is fine! I've got the TV on… very… loudly?"

Venus peeked from under her arm at him. He tried to calm the three bucks that hadn't started fighting as the other two agitated ones destroyed his office.

"What are you watching? Does it need to be that loud? Your office is shaking, sir."

"Yes, it needs to be this loud! Don't question me Lieutenant! I need- HEY! CALM IT DOWN YOU TWO!"

"Captain?"

"I like to yell at my tv, Lieutenant. Don't you have work to do? Stop that!"

"Sir, you have a meeting in five minutes."

"Then I guess I have four minutes to- GET AWAY FROM MY COMPUTER!"

"Sir?"

"Will you do something?" he hissed at the lounging djinni.

"Your office needs a makeover anyway. Let them tear it down and then I can get to work on it."

He hated making wishes, it only ever brought trouble. She was tired now, he didn't know if wishing the animals away would even work if she didn't care enough.

His mouth opened to try when he noticed her head jerking. After a moment of paying attention to her- and trying to hold a buck back from breaking his government issued computer- he realized she hadn't been ignoring the situation. She had been trying to concentrate enough to get rid of the deer. She was too tired from partying the night before and it was his fault because he had convinced her to open the Carnival portal instead of the Oscars Red Carpet portal like she originally suggested.

Taking a deep breath, he let the buck destroy his desk. All 5 deer fought each other, destroyed his furniture, dug their hooves and horns into his walls.

"It's okay, Venus."

"It's not." Her voice broke and Kent rushed to her side, completely forgetting the pandemonium ensuing in his office.

"Hey, whoa."

"I swear I'm not trying to make your life worse."

"Worse? Are you kidding me? I was a boring old man, remember? My whole life was just work. You've made life interesting again."

Her eyes snapped to his, wide and unsure.

Sure, his life had never been as chaotic before they met, but Kent wouldn't have traded it for anything in the world. She made everything an adventure. His world was brighter with her in it.

Kent smiled earnestly, hoping to reassure her. Her shoulders relaxed and he saw how tired she was in her gaze. He realized just how close they were, how easy it would be to lean forward and let their lips touch. She seemed to notice their proximity just as he did, cheeks flushing such a pretty color it took one of the deer shattering his whiskey glasses for him to snap out it.

Kent cleared his throat and stood. Straightening his tie, he walked towards his door. He opened it to three of his soldiers' ears who were trying to hear what mayhem was happening in his office.

"Well, men. Don't just stand there. Call animal control. Lieutenant, brief me on the meeting."