FINALLY POSTED MY APRIL ONE 🐎
Added a little pride month twist :) 🏳️‍🌈
No trigger warnings for this one either - I really enjoyed writing this.
(Just imagine how crazy I looked laughing to myself as I typed it up)

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Fri 16th June

April Kepner was quite possibly one of the most annoying people you had ever met, gorgeous yet annoying. Her obsession with Meredith's man was one reason you didn't like her. There was also the fact she got him shot. The fact she was fired then re-hired because of a mistake but Izzie was pretty much forced to leave for making a mistake. Her voice. Her attitude was far too chirpy so it had to be fake. Overall, she annoyed you.

She was on trauma with Hunt and you were on plastics with Sloan. You had to work together on a burn victim in the pit. Her whole 'goodie two-shoes' act irritated you so you tried to keep your distance.

However, that was going to be hard. After your surgery on the burns victim, Sloan and Hunt wanted to go to Joe's to get drinks. They invited you both along to celebrate.

You weren't one to turn down drinks. So, obviously, you said yes.

April hesitated. She didn't have any friends at the hospital yet. Probably because of how annoying she was. You weren't about to reach out and be seen with her when she was one of the most hated people in the hospital.

"Don't feel obliged Kepner!" Mark laughed.

"O-ok. Yes. Let's go! Yes." She said, she still sounded unsure.

You raised an eyebrow at her.

Drunk Kepner is about to be fun! You smiled at the thought.

After two or three drinks at Joe's, Mark and Owen started to talk between themselves. This left you and April alone.

She was getting down her drinks quite quickly. You had to admit, you were impressed. You were struggling to keep up.

After a good few more drinks, you found yourself enjoying April's company.

You spoke about the graffiti down the alley by Wendy's and whether it said 'suck' or 'fuck'. You spoke about the rise in old women with purple hair - you suspect that they are part of a secret society of witches. You spoke about April's pet horse from her childhood that only had two feet - one in the front and one in the back.

"NO I SWEAR ITS TRUE!!!" She wheezed.

"ONE IN THE- AND ONE IN- I CANT BREATHE-" you could barely string a sentence together from laughing. There were tears streaming down your face.

"I had a gerbil once" you tell her.

"Oh yeah?"

"His name was Rodney" you admit.

"RODNEY!!! HA!!!" She laughed.

You both laughed so much, pushing each other and flapping your hands from laughing.

Just then, Waterloo by ABBA came on the jukebox.

You both jumped up to sing. You were so loud and so off-key and you laughed through most of it.

"No because I actually hate ABBA!!!" You laughed loudly after the song ended and you sat back down.

"WHAT?!! YOU HATE ABBA?!!" April was astonished by this revelation.

"Overrated" you shrug. Then you both burst out laughing again.

"That- that is a crime y/n!!" She pretended to tell you off.

"Sorry I'm not your typical ABBA-loving lesbian!!" You continued to laugh.

"You're a lesbian?!" She asked, a little confused.

"Wait. You didn't know?!! April... look at me!!" This caused her to start cackling uncontrollably. You laughed with her.

"Wait." You were suddenly serious.

"What?" She asked, still chuckling.

"You don't mind do you? I know that some Christians-" you were concerned about her religion.

"Oh y/n! Of course I don't mind! God loves everybody - even people who don't like ABBA!!" She shut down your concerns and made you laugh.

"I only know the words because I used to work in a drag club at 16 so I could afford to go to med school - WAIT NO - AS A CLEANER NOT AS AN ACT APRIL!!!" She was already near tears from laughing.

"I was trying to imagine you-" she was laughing too much to finish her sentence.

"Imagine me in drag?"

"No - IMAGINE YOU WITH BOOBS!!!" She started cackling.

Her comment caught you off guard. You let out the most ungodly wheeze known to man.

"WHAT WAS THAT NOISE?!!" she shrieked with laughter, throwing her head back.

You were silent laughing now because you couldn't get enough breath to laugh properly. Your mascara had run all the way down into your neck.

Many drinks later, you had an idea.

"You have pretty hair" you told her.

"Really?" She obviously didn't hear it very often.

"I want it" you said.

She looked at you, confused.

"Let's braid our hair together so we mix the colours" you inform her of your brilliant plan.

"YAY!!" She seemed way too enthusiastic.

It took a while, and there were definitely some knots, but you managed a small braid connecting you both together.

Then your pagers go off.

"INCOMING TRAUMA!!!" You both scream, simultaneously.

Mark and Owen walk up to you with your coats.

"Hope you didn't get too drunk ladies" Owen says.

"Who usssss?? Noooo" April laughs.

You both go to get up, forgetting you're braided together so you bump heads.

This makes you both start wheezing again.

"I think they might've had one too many shots Hunt..." Mark says.

"Who are you to tell women how much drinks we drunk and will drunk and drink is too much for us to have drunked?" You slurred.

"Yeah that's misogyny!!" April backed you, also slurring.

"Woah! Sorry ladies! Just wanna wish you good luck with Bailey when she sees the state you're in." Mark continues.

"Are you saying Bailey will be mad because she's a woman?!" April asked.

You start giggling.

"No she'll be mad because she's Bailey" Hunt chimed in.

"She can't be mad at y/n because it's discrimination!!" April said.

"Homophonic!" You called it out.

"I think you mean homophobic and I can assure you that isn't the case" Hunt said.

"Well April's ginger so it's discrimination if she's mad at April too!" You high-fived her.

Sloan and Hunt just sighed at each other and shrugged, then they led you to the car and drove you to the hospital.

"Dr Bailey!!!!" You ran up to her and tried to hug her the moment you arrived.

"Oh Lord. Please tell me, you did not walk straight into my ER still drunk!!" Bailey said in her lecture voice.

"Well... not straight, a bit wonky really" Sloan jokes about your drunk staggering. Bailey didn't laugh.

"KEPNER!! WIPE OFF THAT SMIRK!! OH LORD, NOT YOU ASWELL?!!" Bailey realised that April was also very drunk.

She sent you both to get banana bags.

You tried to put in April's first.

You stabbed her shoulder at first. Then missed all together. Then you got her elbow. It took a while but you managed to get it in her.

Then she tried to put your banana bag in. Her first try ended up with it in your nose.

"I HAVE A PIERCING NOW!!!" You laughed.

When she'd got it in, you both sat in the gallery where Bailey told you to wait.

"Would you like to be friends?" You asked April, holding your hand out.

"Really?" Tears formed in her eyes.

"You're not that bad" you tell her.

"Thank you" she whispered and cried, very dramatically.

You pulled her in for a hug.

From then on, you defended April when the others would make fun of her - especially Cristina. You ate lunch with her. You looked for her of a morning and at rounds. You were the only person to wish her a happy birthday but you still made sure she had the best day when she got home - you bought her a plushie of a horse and cut two of its legs off - one in the front and one in the back. You got drunk with her and you made her a birthday cake even though you can't cook. You two became inseparable and, eventually, you both split rent on an apartment. She cooked and cleaned because you were terrible at both but she didn't mind because she was just happy she had a best friend.

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Word count - 1415

This is a shorter one
I love April - I think she's so underrated so there will definitely be another April chapter in the future.
Hope you enjoyed :)