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noneedtoamputate · 4 months
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Blind Dates 2024: Patsy Harangody
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Pasty is the secretary you wish had, but she's not going to put up with your foolishness - even if you were the most beloved Marine officer in the PTO.
A shout out to @shoshiwrites for being an absolute peach and for beta reading my fic. All remaining errors are entirely my own. And thanks to @mercurygray for being my Andy Haldane sounding board and for creating and running the @blind-dates-fest for all of us to enjoy.
Fandom: The Pacific (AU, postwar)
September 1947
Chicago, Illinois
He didn’t interrupt while she finished typing a memo. That was the first thing Patsy Harangody noticed about Andy Haldane, before she even got a proper look at him. Most of the coaches at the University of Chicago simply walked up to her desk and started talking, even if she was in the middle of work. At the very least, they faked a cough to get her attention, as if she couldn’t see them out of the corner of her eye. But Andy Haldane pretended to be interested in a photograph on the wall until he saw her pull the sheet of paper out of the typewriter.
“Welcome to Chicago, Coach Haldane,” she said after he introduced himself. She could tell by his accent he wasn’t just new to the university but the city as well. “Please take a seat until Mr. Carlson is ready to meet with you.” She gestured to a nearby chair. “Coffee?” she asked as he sat down. 
“No, thank you,” and he trailed off as he looked at her finger. “No thank you, Miss Harangody.” The nameplate on her desk simply read Patricia Harangody, not giving away her marital status. While she addressed visitors with their titles - coach or mister, sometimes dean or professor - rarely did anyone return the respect. Just Patricia. Just Patsy. Just a secretary.
She opened a drawer and took out a file, pretending to look over its contents. Instead, she watched him continue his recon exercise. She saw him look at the photos on her desk, one of her family on the steps of their apartment and the one with Ginny and Abigail and Flo when they had leave and took the train down from Washington to Virginia Beach. He took in the sorry plant struggling to stay alive despite her best efforts and the sociology textbook she bought last week, storing these pieces of information away, in case they could help him later. He looked up at the clock on the wall behind her and compared its time with his wristwatch, frowning ever so slightly at Mr. Carlson’s lack of punctuality.
“Any words of advice before I go in there?” She looked up from her reading and saw him smiling at her. 
As the newest assistant football coach, it was now his job to meet with Don Carlson, the assistant athletic director, twice weekly - on Mondays to report on the game just played over the weekend, and on Thursdays to preview the game ahead  The assignment always fell to the newest coach, just as her position fell to the newest secretary, as it was common knowledge that Don Carlson was the stupidest man employed by the University of Chicago. 
Patsy could only guess what he had heard about her boss, and while she certainly had strong opinions, she wasn’t about to share them with a stranger, no matter how polite he was and how nice a smile he had. If she shared anything negative about Don Carlson and it got back to him, it would be her job on the line, not Andy Haldane’s. 
“Coach Haldane, please understand how important discretion is to being a successful secretary. While I haven’t seen your resume, I’m confident you have the education and work experience befitting a University of Chicago football coach. I have no doubt the meeting will go just fine.”
She caught him off guard for a moment, but he nodded, a sign of respect for what she refused to say.
Seconds later, Mr. Carlson came bumbling out of his office. “Coach Haldane, Don Carlson,” he said as he shook the younger man’s hand.” He turned to his secretary. “Patsy, why didn’t you tell me Coach Haldane was waiting?”
Patsy looked at the new coach, and she tilted her head to the side ever so slightly and rolled her eyes. 
I didn’t tell him you were waiting because he specifically told me not to interrupt him. He said he wanted to show you who was in charge here.
No actual words were exchanged, but he seemed to understand. 
“A pleasure meeting you, MIss Harangody,” he said before he walked into the office. 
When he walked out forty-five minutes later, he gave her a look.
What the hell was that? he silently asked her.
She shrugged her shoulders and looked down so she didn’t start laughing. He shook his head and walked out of the office, still in a daze.
The next morning, Patsy saw Coach Haldane on her walk from the train station to the athletic department office. 
“Miss Harangody,” he called out. “Do you have a minute?”
“Not really. I took a later train than usual this morning.” He nodded, understanding but seemingly disappointed at the same time. “You’re welcome to join me,” she added, and he smiled as they walked side by side.
Patsy loved this time of year, when you could almost smell the leaves change colors in the brisk morning air and motivated students gathered around the Gothic-style buildings, talking about classes and classmates. 
“It makes you almost forget we’re in Chicago,” he said. 
“What does?” she asked. 
“The trees and the buildings. The parks and the lake.” He waved his hand in the direction of the water. 
It was like he just read her thoughts. She felt unsettled and intrigued in equal measure.
“Were you in intelligence during the war?” she asked. 
He laughed. “Hardly. And my lack of intelligence is why I wanted to talk with you.” He put his hands in his jacket pockets. “I put you in an awkward position yesterday. I shouldn’t have asked you to divulge anything about your supervisor. It was disrespectful and unprofessional of me. I hope you’ll accept my apology.”
“Of course, Coach Haldane. I’m sure it’s difficult being in a new place. I don’t begrudge you trying to get an advantage, but I’m glad you understand my situation,” she said.
“Thank you,” he said. He pulled out an envelope from his pocket. “These are for you. Two tickets to the game on Saturday. It’s one of the perks of the job, and you’re the only person I know here who isn’t part of the team.”
“I’m not sure about my weekend plans …” she trailed off. She didn’t care for football, but it felt rude admitting that to a football coach.
“Take them, just in case,” he said.
She grabbed the envelope. “Alright. Just in case.”
“Miss Harangody.” He looked at her a moment longer than necessary and walked on.
She walked into her building and saw Lorraine, her friend and a fellow secretary, in line for the elevator.
“Hiya, Pats,” Lorraine greeted her. “How’s things?”
She thought of the envelope in her purse, his patience before walking up to her desk and his apology when he knew he was in the wrong. Even if she didn’t like football, there were always the trees and the tailgate parties and the coach on the sideline who she knew would be scanning the crowd for the secretary who accepted his tickets. 
“I know it’s only Tuesday, but what are you doing on Saturday?” Patsy asked. “Two tickets to the football game just fell into my lap.”
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Hawai’i literally so pretty gorgeous wonderful beautiful she deserves all the love 😾 very happy about the colors!! I haven’t been reading about Hawai’i that much unfortunately (well, other than figuring out when Alaska and her woulda met and eventually become the besties that they are) but I promise I’ll get there because she deserves it 😌
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I have a few Head canons on some of the older characters of gravity falls.
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mistermcdestiny · 2 days
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Your F!Leo where he has a sword in it HAD MADE ME LOSE MY MIND!!!/POS
My jaw DROPPED FROM AWE!!✨✨✨✨
THIS'S SO COOL
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THANK YOU SM!!! I took some inspo from that one scene in Pacific Rim where the mech just brings out a sword and thought that's how Leo's would work with his robotic arm:
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