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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]bakersman
2009-06-24 01:04 pm UTC (link)
If she'd said that to anyone else, it would sound like she was thanking them for telling her about a papercut, or perhaps a sixth digit. To Ned, however, it was huge. And he couldn't help but smile at least a little.

"I was going to tell you eventually," Ned told her, shrugging his shoulders weakly. "I just could never figure out when or where, and then we were here and... I don't know, Olive, it's weird, okay? It's the weirdest thing I've ever heard and it's me it happens to. Well..." he amended, cracking a slightly wider grin, "weirdest till we got here. Vampires? Dragons? I mean, really?"

Digby's tail wagged at the mention of the formally fabled creatures and Ned shook his head. "I swear, you'd think he likes it here. Never mind that some wild creature might make a snack of him, he'd go play with them if he could. I wonder if goblins eat dogs?"

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