dear_mun | Canon is Pushing Daisies

Oh Lord.

Ohhhhh sweet Lord in Heaven, what’ve I done to displease you?

Listen. I get your little thing with your keyboard and your messin’ around with other peoples’ lives but I’ve got one thing to say to you, little miss, and that’s leave me out of it!

[Breathless pause. That didn't work. Different approach.]

Okay, don't listen to that, listen to this. I’m a nun. Never mind your wishy-washiness about that canon point, I should be devoting my life to prayer and the needy. You don't want me to neglect God and the poor, do you? 'Cause I know them both personally (mostly because one of them took all my earthly belongings) and God doesn't handle neglect too well, and the poor are...well, you know. Poor. It's a very serious situation. And if I go to a game I might tell someone MM-mm-mm-mm-MM-mm, if you know what I mean.

[Another pause. Things are not looking great.]

Just...don't send me to a game with Ned, please? Or just. Keep me around in those memey-thingies. You can at least plan an exit strategy outta one-a those, am I right? ...Girlfriend?

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[ Okay. ]

[She sees you there, mister.

But she's pretending not to. Because she's not speaking to you.

Nope.]

[ I'll just be over here.

Okay. ]

Oh, don't start with your little puppydog-in-trouble slouch and your soulful Precious Moments eyes, like you're all innocent. I'm not falling for that. This is the New Olive. And the New Olive won't fall for that game anymore, buster.

[Except she totally will.]

[ And he clearly hasn't caught up on his rebellious Olive business. Still.

Mentioned 'puppydog' simply headtilts. At least bark in the same language. ]

I'm just standing here, Olive.

No you're not. You're standing there and you're acting like you don't know what's wrong but if you stand there and look sorry enough I might forgive you without you having to actually figure out what you did. That doesn't work.

Did you even breathe in-between all of that?

[ The piemaker has his own sigh to heave, the discomfort pinching his shoulders upwards. ]

I don't have any idea what you're talking about. Not vaguely or even close to the definition of 'vaguely.'

[The truth is that Olive did not breathe in between all of that, and in general finds breathing around the Pie Maker very difficult indeed.]

I had feelings for you!

Edited 2013-02-01 02:41 (UTC)

[At a whisper from her mun, Olive rethinks her preplanned conversation.]

Sorry. Do you feel like you've had this conversation-starter with me before? A sense of déjà view?

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♪ Olive, Olive, Pie Hole devotee
Naive some ways, in others brave
Facing romantic rivalry
From a girl beyond the grave ♪

PFF. Oh please. I am not naive, and Chuck isn't from beyond the grave. She faked her own death. [Duh.]

And in order for it to be a romantic rivalry, I'd actually have to be a rival. I'm not a rival, I'm the last slice of cherry rhubarb at the end of a potluck everyone thinks looks really good but you can't give it away because no one wa--

...Wait. You know about Chuck? How do you know about Chuck? Did I let something slip? Oh my god, I just told you it's Chuck!

This is why I had to join the Sisters of the Divine Magnatum! I can't be trusted!

Edited 2013-02-02 00:27 (UTC)

[strum]

♪ I don't know that much about Chuck at this time
Except it's a name I should try not to rhyme ♪

[Olive Snook stares, mystified, then touches tiny, slender fingers to her lips and giggles despite herself.

Then she remembers this is SERIOUS BUSINESS.]

So...you don't know about Chuck? I mean. You know Chuck exists, obviously, because I just told you she does, but...you really don't even know who she is?

[She does manage to keep herself from spouting the words "Lonely Tourist Charlotte Charles" by pressing her fingers to her lips again.]

Canon is Pushing Daisies

NOT HERE

NOT CONVINCED

NO SERIOUSLY I'M NOT HERE

/POUNCES

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1/3 I need more icons of her being peeved, clearly.

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