Imagines and Preferences: Book 1

Are You an Idiot? | Clive Babineaux

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The sERIES FINALE THO OH MY GOSH I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK FIFTY TIMES

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Summary: You're assigned to help Clive on a case of a murdered professional matchmaker. Liv, of course, consumes the victim's brain. This leads to, well, matchmaking...

QOTP: Good cop or bad cop?

Word Count: 2820

You've known Clive Babineaux for a while now, though only as casual work friends. You don't really do cases together at all, but you'll say a general good morning when you see each other at work.

However, today, that's going to change.

He's on the case of Regina Rogers — matchmaker extraordinaire. She was murdered, and there's a large suspect pool due to her many clients. You were assigned to help him because of this, but you suspect Liv Moore, who is famously a zombie, will be joining you (even though she's technically not supposed to do that). So, here you are.

"You need someone who gets you," Liv says from the backseat. You're in the passenger seat, and Clive's driving. She's talking to him.

"Do I?" Clive replies, uninterested. You chuckle.

"You do," Liv confirms. "You need someone who really understands you emotionally. And mentally."

You're headed to Regina's house, going to look for anything that might point you in the right direction or cause Liv to "remember" something.

"And you need someone who will be there for you no matter what," Liv says to you.

You chuckle again. "Doesn't everybody need that?"

"Oh, but you need it more," she replies. "You need a lot of emotional support."

You snort. "Thanks, Liv." Clive stifles a laugh.

"Just doin' my job," she replies.

"Last I checked that actually wasn't your job," Clive says.

"Well, it is now."

"Well, you're not very good at it."

She looks at him in the rearview mirror with indignation. "Says the man who has been single for, like, fifteen years!"

"What if I want to be single, did you ever think about that?" Clive replies. You can sense the feelings of annoyance rising between them, but you're more amused than anything else. Liv is just being influenced by the brain she ate, so she can't really help it, and you suspect they have spats like this quite often.

"Clive, no one wants to be single," Liv says. "That's ridiculous."

"Then why are you single?" he replies.

She stumbles over her words for a moment. "Wh- Be-Because I'm too busy fixing everyone else's love lives! And, I'll have you know, I was engaged to be married, and the only reason that fell through is because I became a zombie! And I've had many boyfriends since."

"And why did those fall through?" you ask, still amused.

"A multitude of reasons, most of which were only a tiny bit my fault."

"A tiny bit?!" Clive exclaims, finally causing you to full-out laugh.

"You two are ridiculous," you say, laughing.

"You were involved in that just as much as we were," Clive retorts, now cracking a smile.

"Yeah, you fit right in," Liv adds, an idea already forming in her head.