Anonymous asked: Fitz and Charlotte (platonic pairing)
Fitz seems to think it's a sticking point—that he can't think of a good nickname for Charlotte.
"Char? C? Cece? Lotte? Hmm. Lola—"
She cuts him off at that one. "Just call me Charlotte. Everyone else does."
He looks at her in mock indignation. "Do I look like everyone else to you? I'm Fitz. Naming genius extraordinaire. I make up special, awesome nicknames. Lizzie B. Gigi D."
Charlotte wonders if he's forcing this camaraderie, because they're both Lizzie-and-Darcy's best friends, and it's just practical to get along.
"You really don't have to—"
"Calling Darcy, Darcy? I started that. Because dude just does not look like a William. I even made up a nickname for Caroline, but I only got to use it once. She didn't particularly take to being called Carrie Lee."
He looks a little deflated at the memory, and Charlotte tries not to laugh at Caroline's probable reaction to that gem.
"How about this. I'll be your nicknaming co-admin. I'll brainstorm names with you for everyone else. And, as partners, we each get to keep our given names. I stay Charlotte, you stay Fitz."
His expression brightens with mischief. "Fitz is a nickname."
"What's it short for?"
"Professional secret, partner," he winks.
It's friendly, though. Like he'd be happy to share, someday. Like he really is adamant about the nickname out of affection, not obligation.
"Got it!" He claps his hands together. "Lottie Lu."
"Don't you dare—"
But she can't help laughing too.