A/N: Requested by aubrey-softandsmall-plaza on tumblr! Thanks!

Blended the idea it gave me with a request from eons ago. Hope y'all like it :)

Sometimes the whole keeping their work lives separate thing is infuriating. Her husband is dressed up, black tie formal, that he has only ever worn once. The look is great but he's wearing it for a reason and April can't make sense of him when he answers her question about the get-up.

"You have a what tonight?"

"I guess I won an award," Andy says with a shrug. "Johnny Karate is gonna be getting the Greater Pawnee Area's Public-access Children's Show Award. Perd Hapley is gonna present it."

He says it so fast that April can barely comprehend any of it. He makes almost nothing doing the show, and the only people that can even watch it live in or around Pawnee, and he's winning an award for it? One part of her is thrilled for him, the other is annoyed this is apparently a secret. They blur together into an annoying mess she's too busy being angry to unravel.

"Wait. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she growls between clenched teeth.

"Because you were busy and I figured you wouldn't want to go…"

"This is serious!" she fumes. "C'mon-"

"And it's tonight, so, y'know," he shrugs again and she hates that stupid shrug right now.

"What?"

"It's tonight, in like an hour so I don't know if you can even come. It might be against the law," he says so sincerely.

Goosebumps erupt on her arms and all the pressure of anxious build towards a social event like this hits her at once. Normally, April can cope with it for Parks and Recreation events because there is a schedule and she knows when what is going to happen with exact precision. Now? Warnings fire in her brain.

"I need a dress and I need to ask Donna to do my makeup again. Am I breaking out today?" she lets it all out, unsure why she is even nervous. "Is it too late? No, it's not. But maybe it is? Ugh, this is annoying and stupid-"

"Whoa, slow down cookie," he holds her, hands trying to coax those goosebumps away from her arms. "It's fine, you don't have to go. I'm gonna dedicate it to you anyways."

"Andy-!"

He stops talking, smile fading. Meeting her stare with widening eyes until they're almost popping out of his, Andy makes a silly little noise.

This is important, not just because he's winning an award but because they always celebrate their successes together. Whether it was popping a bottle of champagne together when April helped secure funding for the local park cleanup crews, or making out over grilled cheese and boxed wine when Andy scored his gig with Johnny Karate, it mattered that they celebrated together. Andy is never this thoughtless on these things, but some part of April knew he only meant to do the right thing by assuming she would not want to come. It eventually shreds some of her anger away, but not all of it.

"I should probably call Donna over, right?"

"And…" April dry heaves before finishing, "Ann. She's staying at Leslie's."

"That serious?"

"I need all hands on deck, right now."

"What about going like this?" he asks, pointing out her sweatshirt that was three sizes too big and pajama pants slipping down her waist as he spoke. "You look hot already!"

April rolls her eyes before saying, "Yeah, well I don't wanna get arrested for public indecency today."

"You could always dress up as, like, a vampire," he suggests. "Or, wait, no. Sexy vampire. No! Homeless vampire, but you've got a grudge against me-"

"Is it for forgetting to invite your wife to your important award ceremony?" April bites back, already losing all the venom in the words because this idea is going somewhere.

"Maybe! Oh, babe you come up with such good characters. Do mine now," he steps away from her and nods.

"How about… award-winner?" she offers before rocketing to their room and into the pile of Fancy Clothes they kept for all the stupid special occasions they have had recently.

"Babe, that is an amazing idea! You're so smart!"

It's the last thing he says before April can hear him call and talk to Ann, the horrible witch, and invite her to their house. Just the thought is enough to elicit a gag, but April perseveres because they need to get her ready and fast.

Being a responsible adult is getting a little lame.