Daryl Dixon one-shots

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POV: You make Daryl laugh when he's mad.

Y/N knew Daryl was in a bad mood. He was pacing back and forth, muttering to himself, his face twisted in anger. She knew that he needed something to snap him out of it, to make him laugh.

Y/N wondered over to the tense Dixon, "hey Daryl, what do you call a fake noodle?" she asked as he stopped pacing to scowl at her. "What?" his asked with a sigh.

"An impasta!" she chuckled, slapping her hands together with a grin.

Daryl rolled his eyes, but despite himself, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "That's dumb" he said shaking his head. "I know, that's the point, but it made you laugh did it not?" she counited to grin."

Daryl nodded, a small smile playing on his lips "yea, I guess it did" he replied. "See, mr grumpy" Y/N said, her eyes sparkling. "Laughter really is the best medicine."

Daryl chuckled again, his mood slowly lifting, "and that's why i keep you around" he smiled "thanks Y/N. "No problem Legolas."