Ehhhhh idk what this is but like I haven't updated this in ages and I have so many unfinished lucifendi fanfictions it's insane so

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Lucy balanced precariously on the edge of Alfendi's desk, a duster held in her hand as she tried to reach the light. Usually Dustin would clean in on his ladder but apparently, he and Sniffer had broken it and were trying to think of an excuse to get a new one.

Lucy wasn't a clean freak by any means but she had wanted a fresh start to spring and the dust building up was bugging her. So there she stood, trying not to step on any files or notes scattered on Alfendis desk, while also trying to reach said light that was just out of her reach. She wobbled slightly as she almost fell off the desk again, but her stubbornness wouldn't let her back down.

Just as she had finally managed to start dusting she sneezed, causing her to fall off the desk with a yell, knocking a bunch of things off it and twisting her ankle.

She rubbed her ankle and her bruised head groaning slightly at the dull aching. She suddenly heard the sound of rushed footsteps and the door was flung open by a worried-looking Alfendi.

"Lucy! What on earth happened?" He sat down hurriedly beside her.

"Fell off the desk and landed funny on my ankle,"

"Why were you on the desk in the first place?" He questioned as he picked up her cap.

"Well it were really dusty prof an' I thought it could do with a clean."

Alfendi couldn't help the gentle laugh that escaped his lips as he placed her cap back on its rightful place on her head. "Is your ankle okay?" Placid asked.

"I mean it seems fine.." She tried to stand but winced and quickly sat down in an armchair, looking up to find Potty raising an eyebrow at her. "Okay fine, it's sprained. But I can still work!"

"Absolutely not you will go home right now." He turned and started to pick up the fallen items, dumping them messily on the desk.

"No! I can work!" She folding her arms and glared at him. "We were only doing paperwork anyway."

"Exactly so I can finish this alone, you get home." His tone became more gentle as Placid came out again.

Lucy didn't bother replying and just reached over to grab the work, wincing at the pain it caused.

"Good grief you're stubborn."

Lucy childishly pouted and crossed her arms, watching Alfendi leave.

Soon he returned with some ice and a stool, placing her foot on the stool and the ice on it.

"Eh up, thanks!" She smiled, her cheeks red.

"Of course my dear." And she felt his lips kiss her forehead, causing her cheeks to darken, before sitting back down, the two of them working in comfortable silence.