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Ned ([info]bakersman) wrote in [info]labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-11 00:58:00

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Entry tags:complete, day eleven, ned the piemaker, olive snook

Who: Olive and Ned
What: A revealed secret that's a looong time coming
When: Day 11, afternoonish
Where: Olive's room
Rating: Put a PG-13 on it for safety's sake
Status: All done!



It was only across the hall, but the walk from Ned's room to Olive's felt like the longest of his life. Chuck had known his secret right away. Well, minus the telling her that he was responsible for killing her father part. Which was pretty major and the cause of his current dilemma with her. But she'd known about the finger from the very beginning. She sort of had to, it was the whole reason she was alive.

No one was ever supposed to know. Ned had worked his whole life to keep it a guarded secret. Then Emerson had caught him and blackmailed him, and while they were roughly friends in the end, it had started rocky. But no one else. No one. And that had included Olive. How crazy did it sound that he could touch something and bring it back to life? It was like something out of a storybook.

Or, apparenty, a television show. Who knew?

Despite his resolve not to speak a word until he could do so without singing, Ned made the trip across the hall, Digby trotting at his heels. He gave his faithful friend a smile in thanks for the moral support, but ultimately, he was still the human and still had to be the one to knock on the door.



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[info]ittybitty
2009-06-24 10:00 am UTC (link)
If a dancing bear had entered the room, followed by a marching band made up of frogs trailed by a battalion of singing crickets, Olive couldn't have been more shocked than she was at the way Ned not only didn't stiffen at her touch, but then returned it as well! He could have stabbed her and she probably wouldn't even have noticed. As she sat back, her mouth was slightly ajar and her shoulders were slumped.

Getting over her shock slowly, Olive watched as her news registered with him. She had known it would make him happy, but she hadn't realize it would make her feel so free. Telling him that Chuck had forgiven him had lifted a huge weight off her shoulders. It didn't do her any favors, she realized, but now she didn't have to carry it around, wondering if she should mention it at some point.

She nodded, he was probably right. If he ever got back to his time, he could change the future with his knowledge. She had already told him some things, but she didn't think she'd given him specific details that would change the future at all.

"Okay, Ned." She smiled and clasped her hands in her lap, looking down at Digby, noticing that Pigby had joined them and was lying next to the dog. She glanced back up, grateful that he wouldn't freak out if she accidentally let something of the future slip. It was her past, after all, and it would be difficult for her to keep some things to herself.

"Thanks for telling me, you know, about your finger."

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