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“Hey Nedley. Nedsters. Nedurino.” The voice rang out and Nedley sighed softly not bothering to glance up from his work. It had been a long day for him and Wynonna Earp always brought bad news. And chaos. He grumbled to show his disapproval as he responded,
“Wynonna if it’s for that flame thrower-“
“it’s not the flamethrower.” The older Earp quickly interrupted as Nedley weighed his options. He kept his gaze on his paperwork. In the end he decided it be better to get this over with.
“Yes Earp?”
“Could I have a peek at your supernatural stash- y'know the one.” At this the Sheriff did look up to see Wynonna giving her a puppy dog stylish face.
“Wynonna. That stash-“
“it’s for Waverly.” Nedley immediately noticed the change on Wynonna's face and nodded.
“Go ahead Earp. Just put everything back where it came from and don’t unleash any demons or shit.” He gave another huff, unable to keep the agitation out of his voice as he spoke.
Wynonna nodded in confirmation and went to shove the book case when she realized she needed her ginger snap. Stupid bookshelf.
“EY! NICOLE!” She shouted out not bothering to leave the office to fetch the girl herself. The two as of lately had been avoiding each other. Or maybe they hadn’t had a reason to see each other. The ginger cop walked in the room and sighed.
“Wynonna-“
“just help me with this.” Wynonna snapped before adding, “Then you won't have to see my stupid face for a while.” Nicole sighed but helped Wynonna shove the bookcase out of the way. After doing so the cop left without another word.
“Thanks for your help.” Wynonna muttered before walking in and glancing around. The place looked just like they had left it. Walls of voodoo and nonsense.
“Alright- let's see what we got here.” the Earp heir muttered to no one in particular.
“Magic mirror? No thanks.” She paused before tossing the mirror behind her.
“Gnome figurine? Nope. Not this again.” Wynonna looked at the taped up figurine letting Her fingers skim over the line of the tape. They hit the end and she absentmindedly started picking at the edge of the tape her mind going back to the day it happened. When everything was crazy, but at least Waverly was there. Waverly always made things better. A sudden drumming pulled the older Earp out of her mind as she glanced around.
“What the hell is that? Last time I checked we did not have a marching band.” She murmured before noticing a corner of a rectangle popping out of a shelf. Wynonna grabbed it and yanked it ignoring as some of the other items clanked around to fit the hole that was left.
“A game... for those who seek to find. For those who want to leave their world behind.” Wynonna squinted at the board game.
“A board game? What the heck. Doesn’t seem to be that bad.” She shrugged before adding, “Wouldn’t mind leaving my world behind. Could help with finding Waverly too.” She opened the game before sitting on the ground opening it to find it all wooden.
“Damn. This must've not have been cheap.” She muttered when words started to appear in the circle in the middle. Deciding to ignore the words she glanced down to a small section that held game pieces.
“Hmmm. The most important thing of the game. Choosing your piece.” Wynonna looked at the player pieces to find a giraffe, rhino and monkey.
“Rhino.” As Wynonna put her piece on the board she grabbed the monkey one and also placed it on the board. Another message popped up on the screen and this time Wynonna leaned over to read it. “Second player. Please choose your piece.” Wynonna frowned at the board. She had. The monkey. But the message just kept popping up.
“Hey Nedley!” She called out from the spot she was sitting. The man sighed softly at being disturbed before answering.
“What Wynonna?”
“I just need you to do this one thing. This thing isn’t letting me start another person.” There was a small pause before the older man spoke
“Wynonna-”
“Please. It’s- it’s for Waverly.” The older Earps voice got soft and Nedley knew he couldn’t ignore it.
He had noticed it Monday when Nicole came in and Waverly wasn’t there. Nor did she drop off lunch. That’s when the Sheriff decided to ask curiosity getting the better of him. He took one look at Nicole’s face and knew. She explained to him quietly her voice soft like Wynonna's was and he offered her time off but the ginger cop merely shook her head in declination. The same face was being presented as well and he knew he couldn’t resist. After all the Earps, or at least the younger Earp was very much adored. She was the most liked in the town.
“Alright.” He huffed getting up and went over to Wynonna.
“What do you want?”
“Just put the piece on the start.” Nedley shrugged doing as The older Earp asked and went back to his desk.
“Alrighty. Go time!” With that Wynonna grabbed the dice and rolled. 6. But before the brunette could do anything her game piece started moving. On its own.
“What the fuck?” She exclaimed confused. Once it landed she heard the drumming and looked around again.
“Fuck. This isn’t ideal.” She muttered before noticing the screen lit up again. “A tiny bite can make you itch, make you sneeze, make you twitch." Her nose wrinkled.
"What does that –“ before she could finish the sentence a loud buzzing noise came from nowhere and glanced around to see a giant mosquito crawling out of the corner of the stashed room.
“Welp... that’s not normal.” Wynonna's eyes scanned the room before they landed on a tennis racket in the corner. She grabbed it ignoring how some things clanked off the shelf.
“Hope none of that was too important.” She muttered
“Everything okay in there?” Nedley called out. Wynonna glanced back calling over her shoulder,
“Yup! It’s all dandy!” She paused for a minute,
“just buzzing with excitement over here!” She grinned at herself. Unfortunately Nedley didn’t understand the joke she had made. Guess she would have to deliver witty one liners some other time.
Wynonna turned back to the mosquito who buzzed and started to approach her.
“BATTER UP!” She yelled and whacked it. The mosquito went flying and hit the end of the room and slumped against the wall.
“Damn. I should’ve done softball in high school.” She glanced at the tennis rack she was holding noticing inscriptions and quickly dropped it as if it had burned her.
“I would rather not get more involved than I already am.” She muttered before grabbing the game and left the closet.
“Alright Nedley. I’ll be in the old BBD office.” Nedley nodded not really wanting to know what had happened in there. The less he knew the better. His plan had always been ignore the crazy until you couldn’t.