Pushing Daisies fanfiction
Apr. 7th, 2010 07:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fluffernutter8Title: I Spy
Author: Fluff
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 269
Disclaimer: Belongs to that unfortunate Brian Fuller. Why can't his shows last?!
Feedback: This is me being serious for a second. Do you know how much it makes my day for someone to take 10 seconds to tell me that they read my fic and/or that they liked it? Seriously, all you need to type it "good job" or "nice fic" or "that was semi-amusing for a small portion of my life" or even just ":-)". Those responses are all typed out for you- all you have to do it copy and paste them into a response box. 20 seconds, max, and it will make my day, I promise you.
Dedication: To![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
leni_ba, who should have had this (Ned&Chuck, glass) months ago. Sorry it turned into a little more Ned/Chuck than the Ned&Chuck requested.
Even as a young child, Olive Snook liked to spy. Her classmates would call her Snook the Sneak when they noticed that her nose poking around a doorway. Her parents, who only wanted to see her when they called her, were often upset to find her lurking at the top of the stairs during their parties instead of being in bed until they called her down to look small and sleepy and preform a pre-prepared number.
Even in adulthood, she hadn't managed to break this habit, which was why she was dangling precariously from her open window in order to spy on her neighbor, the Piemaker. This particular venture was turning out well for her because...
“There's a surprising lack of physical contact.”
It was not really all that surprising. Olive could not remember seeing Ned deliberately touch anyone, not even Digby and he loved that dog. What was different was the way Ned was not touching this new girl who had somehow bypassed the gates of his fortress of solitude. When he avoided touching Digby, he looked afraid, as if the dog were special glass that would break at the slightest touch. And Olive had to admit that when he did not touch her, he always looked like it would make him uncomfortable to do so. But with this girl, this girl who made Ned laugh, this quirky intruder it looked as if Ned wanted to touch her but couldn't.
And despite the lack of physical contact, Olive wasn't satisfied. She was jealous. All she could hope was that this new girl wouldn't be staying. And that the car that was at the moment speeding toward her had its brakes in excellent condition.
Author: Fluff
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 269
Disclaimer: Belongs to that unfortunate Brian Fuller. Why can't his shows last?!
Feedback: This is me being serious for a second. Do you know how much it makes my day for someone to take 10 seconds to tell me that they read my fic and/or that they liked it? Seriously, all you need to type it "good job" or "nice fic" or "that was semi-amusing for a small portion of my life" or even just ":-)". Those responses are all typed out for you- all you have to do it copy and paste them into a response box. 20 seconds, max, and it will make my day, I promise you.
Dedication: To
leni_ba, who should have had this (Ned&Chuck, glass) months ago. Sorry it turned into a little more Ned/Chuck than the Ned&Chuck requested.Even as a young child, Olive Snook liked to spy. Her classmates would call her Snook the Sneak when they noticed that her nose poking around a doorway. Her parents, who only wanted to see her when they called her, were often upset to find her lurking at the top of the stairs during their parties instead of being in bed until they called her down to look small and sleepy and preform a pre-prepared number.
Even in adulthood, she hadn't managed to break this habit, which was why she was dangling precariously from her open window in order to spy on her neighbor, the Piemaker. This particular venture was turning out well for her because...
“There's a surprising lack of physical contact.”
It was not really all that surprising. Olive could not remember seeing Ned deliberately touch anyone, not even Digby and he loved that dog. What was different was the way Ned was not touching this new girl who had somehow bypassed the gates of his fortress of solitude. When he avoided touching Digby, he looked afraid, as if the dog were special glass that would break at the slightest touch. And Olive had to admit that when he did not touch her, he always looked like it would make him uncomfortable to do so. But with this girl, this girl who made Ned laugh, this quirky intruder it looked as if Ned wanted to touch her but couldn't.
And despite the lack of physical contact, Olive wasn't satisfied. She was jealous. All she could hope was that this new girl wouldn't be staying. And that the car that was at the moment speeding toward her had its brakes in excellent condition.
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Date: 2010-04-08 12:03 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-04-14 04:03 am (UTC)I set this in the Pilot, but the Olive background I can claim as my own.
Glad you liked, sorry it took so long!
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Date: 2010-04-13 02:54 am (UTC)Anyway, great job, Fluffer. Very cute and you really got the tone down right. (And Snook the Sneak -- how precious! :D)
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Date: 2010-04-14 04:04 am (UTC)Thanks for commenting and I love your icon.