discoveredinalj | Acorny Autumn fic

A bit of fun (I hope!)

The op at the ministers house finished up successfully – bad guys in custody, nobody hurt. They’d decided to walk around the grounds before heading back to headquarters to write their reports and then take two days leave. It was a beautiful autumn day. Doyle basked in the warm breeze as it tousled his hair. The air held just a bite of the coolness the season would soon bring. Trees proudly displayed their reds and oranges, yellows and golds. The ground was blanketed with leaves that had dropped from swaying branches and danced in the wind until they settled along the trail. The skittering of dried leaves chased the agent’s footsteps as they walked along the path.

“Nice of the Cow to give us some paid leaf,” Doyle offered with a cheeky grin.

“Why do leaves fall from trees?” Bodie returned the smile.

“Don’t leaf me hanging…”

“They’re afraid of the bark.”

“You leaf you in stitches, mate.”

“I’m just a naturally Acorny person.”

Doyle rolled his eyes. “You’re a nutter is what you are.”

“Be nice or I’ll be taking my leaf,” Bodie pouted.

They walked in silence for awhile, enjoying each other’s company.

“What do the leaves say before they hibernate?” Doyle nudged Bodie’s shoulder.

Bodie raised a puzzled eyebrow. “Hibernate?”

“Rake me up when September ends,” Doyle sang.

“You’re unbe-leaf-able,” Bodie protested.

“Shouldn’t be a surprise. You really autumn know me by now.” Doyle cackled.

“Leaf me alone.” Bodie started walking faster.

“One more,” Doyle quickly followed. “What’s the ratio of a pumpkin’s circumference to its diameter?”

Bodie stopped and rubbed his hands together. “Pumpkin Pi.”

“Of course you’d know that one!” Doyle groused.

“Just call me the Punking!”

Bodie ruffled Doyle’s hair and asked softly, “What did one leaf say to the other leaf?”

Doyle shook his head.

“I’m falling for you.”

Doyle's cheeks flushed. “You big softie.”