Pies and Circumstances (part 3)
This is when Chuck gets feisty. Got a love a feisty Chuck.
Title: Pies and Circumstances
Author: that_girl65
Rating: T
Summary: Chuck likes Olive. Olive likes Chuck. Complications pursue. Cholive
Part 3
Olive went through her usual morning rituals blindly, still upset about the events of yesterday. When Olive went downstairs to the Pie Hole, Chuck and Ned were already preparing pies, laughing amongst themselves. Olive couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. After all, Chuck and Ned were together for over a year. Feelings like that couldn’t just up and disappear in a few days.
“Oh, hey, Olive,” Chuck said, smiling when she saw her. “Hey,” was all she could muster for a reply, but she couldn’t help but feel her burden lift when the object of her affection smiled at her. She noticed Ned’s once laughing face fall when he saw Olive, glancing at her before going back to work on the pie before him.
“Are you okay? You look upset,” Chuck asked with a concerned look on her face. “Yeah, just peachy,” she smiled. The smile was not at all fake, being rejuvenated by Chuck’s presence.
Later that day, Olive was cleaning off a spot on the counter when she felt a pair of hands on her waist. “Excuse me,” Chuck said dangerously close to Olive’s ear, moving the small woman to the side, “You’re in the way of the plates.” Even after moving Olive so she could reach the plates, Chuck’s hands still lingered on her waist for a few moments. “Thank you,” Chuck said finally reaching for the plates and smiling. The spot where Chuck’s hands were just seconds ago burned, not an unpleasant feeling for Olive, wishing her hands were still there.
She didn’t think anything more of it, chalking it up to nothing more than a friendly gesture.
When the bell above the door jingled, Olive instinctively looked at whoever was entering. Zooey walked through the door, glancing around the Pie Hole before sauntering over to her spot at the counter.
Olive couldn’t help but smile a little when she saw her spinning on the stool. Grabbing for her order pad, Olive started over to her, not noticing she was about to run into Chuck who was turning the corner. They collided and Olive started to fall backwards, but Chuck caught her by her waist. “Oh! Chuck! I didn’t see you there,” Olive said.
Chuck still had a protective arm around Olive, “No, problem.” Olive noticed how close there bodies were and felt herself get nervous. “Oh, well, I better get to the customers,” Olive said. She didn’t want to feel like this anymore. These feelings running around in her needed to end, and the way Chuck was touching her just made them worse.
“Yeah, of course.”
Olive straightened up and walked over to the counter. “I saw that,” Zooey said raising an eyebrow.
“Saw what?” Olive said trying to play innocent.
“Chuck was flirting with you.”
“No, she wasn’t. She was saving me from my impending doom.”
“Yeah. Right. That’s why she was feeling you up with her eyes?”
“Did you come in for pie?” Olive said quickly changing the subject.
“Fine. I’ll have a coffee and a slice of…what kind of pie do you suggest?”
“Strawberry. They’re really good right now.”
“You know, strawberry’s are considered on of the sexiest fruits. I could take it as you hitting on me. But I won’t, because you weren’t. Unlike Chuck, who was obviously just hitting on you.”
“Strawberry it is!” Olive turned towards the kitchen, wanting to get away from the awkward conversation. When she walked into the kitchen, Ned and Chuck were in a corner of the kitchen arguing about something, but couldn’t exactly hear what they were saying, no matter how hard she strained her excellent hearing. Chuck threw up her arms in apparent frustration and walked past Olive to the kitchen counter. “Here, “ Olive said bluntly, placing the slice of pie in front of Zooey.
“That was very enthusiastic,” Zooey said picking up the fork. “Sorry,” Olive said with a small smile, “did you get something else?”
“Coffee, please.”
“Right, I’ll be right there.”
As soon as Olive was gone from Zooey’s sight, Chuck came out of nowhere and rushed in front of her.
“Whoah!” Zooey said quickly grabbing her plate, remembering the day before, “the Pie Thief tries to strike again.”
“What are you doing creep creep creeping around here?” Chuck said leaning on the counter with her elbows.
“I like pie. And I must say, this is excellent pie.”
“I know better than that. You’re here for more than just the pie.”
“Well, the coffee is good too.”
“Don’t get smart with me, Creeper.”
“Hm. Creeper…that’s very rock and roll.”
“You’re here for Olive. I see it in your eyes.”
“Maybe I just like pie,” Zooey said, proving her point by stuffing a piece in her mouth, “yum!”
“Listen, I would appreciate it if you didn’t prey on Olive like a lion on a baby zebra.”
“Kinky.”
Chuck brought her face closer to Zooey, who’s eyes got wide with fright. “Olive is not yours to prey on, okay?”
“Hey, I asked her about you two, and she said there was nothing going on.”
“What?” Chuck’s tough exterior faltered slightly, “is that really what she said?”
“I don’t want to get involved in this freaky love thing you guys have going on, okay? I just want my pie. And look, here comes Olive with my coffee!”
Chuck jumped back from the counter, “If you mention any of this to her, that will be your last piece of pie,” she threatened before going back into the shelter of the kitchen.
“What was that all about?” Olive asked setting the cup of coffee in front of Zooey. “She was giving me napkins. But, anyways, you want to do something tonight?”
“Um,” Olive hesitated, “I’m not sure. Let me check my-“
Her sentence was cut short when she looked into the kitchen and saw Ned with Chuck against the fridge, kissing her through seran wrap. Her heart crashed to the ground. Everything she had feared was true. Her eyes began to well up with tears, but she choked them back and turned to Zooey.
“Yeah, sure. What do you want to do?”
Title: Pies and Circumstances
Author: that_girl65
Rating: T
Summary: Chuck likes Olive. Olive likes Chuck. Complications pursue. Cholive
Part 3
Olive went through her usual morning rituals blindly, still upset about the events of yesterday. When Olive went downstairs to the Pie Hole, Chuck and Ned were already preparing pies, laughing amongst themselves. Olive couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. After all, Chuck and Ned were together for over a year. Feelings like that couldn’t just up and disappear in a few days.
“Oh, hey, Olive,” Chuck said, smiling when she saw her. “Hey,” was all she could muster for a reply, but she couldn’t help but feel her burden lift when the object of her affection smiled at her. She noticed Ned’s once laughing face fall when he saw Olive, glancing at her before going back to work on the pie before him.
“Are you okay? You look upset,” Chuck asked with a concerned look on her face. “Yeah, just peachy,” she smiled. The smile was not at all fake, being rejuvenated by Chuck’s presence.
Later that day, Olive was cleaning off a spot on the counter when she felt a pair of hands on her waist. “Excuse me,” Chuck said dangerously close to Olive’s ear, moving the small woman to the side, “You’re in the way of the plates.” Even after moving Olive so she could reach the plates, Chuck’s hands still lingered on her waist for a few moments. “Thank you,” Chuck said finally reaching for the plates and smiling. The spot where Chuck’s hands were just seconds ago burned, not an unpleasant feeling for Olive, wishing her hands were still there.
She didn’t think anything more of it, chalking it up to nothing more than a friendly gesture.
When the bell above the door jingled, Olive instinctively looked at whoever was entering. Zooey walked through the door, glancing around the Pie Hole before sauntering over to her spot at the counter.
Olive couldn’t help but smile a little when she saw her spinning on the stool. Grabbing for her order pad, Olive started over to her, not noticing she was about to run into Chuck who was turning the corner. They collided and Olive started to fall backwards, but Chuck caught her by her waist. “Oh! Chuck! I didn’t see you there,” Olive said.
Chuck still had a protective arm around Olive, “No, problem.” Olive noticed how close there bodies were and felt herself get nervous. “Oh, well, I better get to the customers,” Olive said. She didn’t want to feel like this anymore. These feelings running around in her needed to end, and the way Chuck was touching her just made them worse.
“Yeah, of course.”
Olive straightened up and walked over to the counter. “I saw that,” Zooey said raising an eyebrow.
“Saw what?” Olive said trying to play innocent.
“Chuck was flirting with you.”
“No, she wasn’t. She was saving me from my impending doom.”
“Yeah. Right. That’s why she was feeling you up with her eyes?”
“Did you come in for pie?” Olive said quickly changing the subject.
“Fine. I’ll have a coffee and a slice of…what kind of pie do you suggest?”
“Strawberry. They’re really good right now.”
“You know, strawberry’s are considered on of the sexiest fruits. I could take it as you hitting on me. But I won’t, because you weren’t. Unlike Chuck, who was obviously just hitting on you.”
“Strawberry it is!” Olive turned towards the kitchen, wanting to get away from the awkward conversation. When she walked into the kitchen, Ned and Chuck were in a corner of the kitchen arguing about something, but couldn’t exactly hear what they were saying, no matter how hard she strained her excellent hearing. Chuck threw up her arms in apparent frustration and walked past Olive to the kitchen counter. “Here, “ Olive said bluntly, placing the slice of pie in front of Zooey.
“That was very enthusiastic,” Zooey said picking up the fork. “Sorry,” Olive said with a small smile, “did you get something else?”
“Coffee, please.”
“Right, I’ll be right there.”
As soon as Olive was gone from Zooey’s sight, Chuck came out of nowhere and rushed in front of her.
“Whoah!” Zooey said quickly grabbing her plate, remembering the day before, “the Pie Thief tries to strike again.”
“What are you doing creep creep creeping around here?” Chuck said leaning on the counter with her elbows.
“I like pie. And I must say, this is excellent pie.”
“I know better than that. You’re here for more than just the pie.”
“Well, the coffee is good too.”
“Don’t get smart with me, Creeper.”
“Hm. Creeper…that’s very rock and roll.”
“You’re here for Olive. I see it in your eyes.”
“Maybe I just like pie,” Zooey said, proving her point by stuffing a piece in her mouth, “yum!”
“Listen, I would appreciate it if you didn’t prey on Olive like a lion on a baby zebra.”
“Kinky.”
Chuck brought her face closer to Zooey, who’s eyes got wide with fright. “Olive is not yours to prey on, okay?”
“Hey, I asked her about you two, and she said there was nothing going on.”
“What?” Chuck’s tough exterior faltered slightly, “is that really what she said?”
“I don’t want to get involved in this freaky love thing you guys have going on, okay? I just want my pie. And look, here comes Olive with my coffee!”
Chuck jumped back from the counter, “If you mention any of this to her, that will be your last piece of pie,” she threatened before going back into the shelter of the kitchen.
“What was that all about?” Olive asked setting the cup of coffee in front of Zooey. “She was giving me napkins. But, anyways, you want to do something tonight?”
“Um,” Olive hesitated, “I’m not sure. Let me check my-“
Her sentence was cut short when she looked into the kitchen and saw Ned with Chuck against the fridge, kissing her through seran wrap. Her heart crashed to the ground. Everything she had feared was true. Her eyes began to well up with tears, but she choked them back and turned to Zooey.
“Yeah, sure. What do you want to do?”