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find_rightbrainTitle: The Existence of Christmas
Characters/Pairing: Olive/Alfredo
Word Count: 267
Rating: G
Summary: Ned doesn't believe in Christmas - metaphorically speaking - and most years, Olive goes along with that. This year's different.
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cdvla313 for a Christmas drabble.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pushing Daisies or any of its characters and am making absolutely no money off this.
Ned doesn't believe in Christmas - though that's not strictly true, he believes in its existence, just not in celebrating it - like most every other holiday, so the Pie Hole is always open on Christmas Eve. And Olive, who would have no one to celebrate with anyway, is always working.
Something about Christmas just makes pie seem like a good idea.
The shop is packed, Olive rushing from one table to another with barely a chance to breathe between them, so she doesn't notice when the door opens with a gust of icy air and snow.
She doesn't take any notice at all of the customer who just entered, until she turns around and runs squarely into Alfredo Aldarisio, who had been waiting for her to do just that. She steps back, the jingle be on her Santa hat jingling (because she and Chuck had decided for a bit of holiday cheer, against hte piemaker's wishes), and stares up at him.
"Alfredo. You came back."
He doesn't say anything, but she really hadn't expected him to, when she worked this out in her head. He seems to know the script perfectly (and, thinking back, he knew it all along), because when she rises up on her tiptoes, he matches it exactly, leaning down to kiss her.
The music swells, if only in Olive's mind, and for a moment it doesn't matter who's watching, the customers or Emerson, the piemaker or Chuck or even Digby - just that it's Christmas Eve, and Alfredo is here, and tonight Olive will finally have someone to celebrate with.
Characters/Pairing: Olive/Alfredo
Word Count: 267
Rating: G
Summary: Ned doesn't believe in Christmas - metaphorically speaking - and most years, Olive goes along with that. This year's different.
Notes: Written for
cdvla313 for a Christmas drabble.Disclaimer: I don't own Pushing Daisies or any of its characters and am making absolutely no money off this.
Ned doesn't believe in Christmas - though that's not strictly true, he believes in its existence, just not in celebrating it - like most every other holiday, so the Pie Hole is always open on Christmas Eve. And Olive, who would have no one to celebrate with anyway, is always working.
Something about Christmas just makes pie seem like a good idea.
The shop is packed, Olive rushing from one table to another with barely a chance to breathe between them, so she doesn't notice when the door opens with a gust of icy air and snow.
She doesn't take any notice at all of the customer who just entered, until she turns around and runs squarely into Alfredo Aldarisio, who had been waiting for her to do just that. She steps back, the jingle be on her Santa hat jingling (because she and Chuck had decided for a bit of holiday cheer, against hte piemaker's wishes), and stares up at him.
"Alfredo. You came back."
He doesn't say anything, but she really hadn't expected him to, when she worked this out in her head. He seems to know the script perfectly (and, thinking back, he knew it all along), because when she rises up on her tiptoes, he matches it exactly, leaning down to kiss her.
The music swells, if only in Olive's mind, and for a moment it doesn't matter who's watching, the customers or Emerson, the piemaker or Chuck or even Digby - just that it's Christmas Eve, and Alfredo is here, and tonight Olive will finally have someone to celebrate with.
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Date: 2007-12-29 04:23 am (UTC)