Time frame: Years after "From Dead to Worse"

Disclaimer: I don't have any claim on any characters in the Sookie Universe. Please don't sue me. The other characters are my own creation and just wanted to play with them for a while.

A/N: I promised my BFF, EricDreamer, I would do another fluff piece so here you go.

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Clancy was making his way to Ally's house, lost in thought. How did he get into this situation?

Ally and Pam had been chatting and laughing at the bar. It was closing time and Eric and Sookie had already taken leave of them hours ago. He was glad. He liked being alone. He hated being pestered by constant demands.

He walked up to Pam to inform her of his departure. The ladies had stopped their conversation and turned to look at him.

"If there is nothing else that you require of me, I will depart." he said in his most cordial tone. He hated being nice.

Pam and Ally looked at each other and smiled. Ally reached over and took his hand. He surprised himself by not wanting to immediately snatch it away. He waited.

"Clancy, we need your help…" she said. And just like that, he was asked to help in some ridiculous performance and despite himself he agreed to do it. He managed to sound nice about it and even smiled when Ally hugged him and kissed him on the cheek out of gratitude. Pam quirked a smile at him. He was never going to live this down…

They met at her house for a whole week practicing their routine. He found he actually enjoyed her company. After practice the girls would leave but he would stay to help her put the equipment away. He would find her sitting by the window sometimes singing a little ballad, wistfully. He would just sit there on the floor and listen, caught up in her voice. He felt like a child around her. What a strange human this Ally was.

Now they were at an outdoor mall in Shreveport strolling arm in arm down the promenade looking for his "outfit" for the performance.

"Oh, let's look in here." she said excitedly as she pulled him into a boutique. He let out a dramatic huff and obligingly followed.

After a few minutes of her browsing through the different racks she paused. She looked at him up and down critically then pulled out a few items. Without a word, she shoved the items at him and ushered him into the first available dressing room.

When he walked out of the room he was clad in a rich black leather jacket and matching pants with a black tank underneath. He admitted he liked the look.

Ally was smiling at him approvingly. He found he liked that. Then she came up to him and put a gold chain around his neck. She stepped back and nodded. "You're pimpin' Clancy". He arched an eyebrow at her. "It means you look bad ass." she grinned and he grinned back.

She insisted on paying for the whole thing which was horribly irritating to him. The cashier looked from him to her and said to Ally, "Your boyfriend is very handsome. Is it true what they say about vampires?" Ally looked at the cashier for a moment, then answered, "First of all this gentleman is my friend and I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about him like he wasn't here. Second of all, I've never had the pleasure of his...er…company in that manner, but I can assure you that all of the women in this store wouldn't be able to handle him." The cashier's mouth dropped open as Ally snatched her credit card out of her hand and stomped out. Clancy followed behind carrying the bags, beaming.

"Why are you so nice to me Ally?" he asked her as he drove them back to her house.

She turned to look at him for a second and replied sincerely, "Because you let me, Clancy."

He shook his head and laughed for the first time in centuries as they drove into the night. What a marshmallow he was turning out to be…

TBC