The lovely schneestern is hosting a love meme, with a lot of people in need of some virtual loving today - should you feel like giving me some love, I'm here.

Now a wee ficlet.

In This Elegant Chaos [Pushing Daisies, Chuck, PG, 350 words. Title from Julian Cope's Elegant Chaos.]

( When she runs, she feels the earth under each foot, rising up to meet her stride. She feels all the people who've lived and died and become the meadow she's running in. All that history, right underfoot. )

Proximity Alarm [Pushing Daisies, Olive, Ned/Chuck, Emerson, G, 2,155 words, spoilers for 2x02. Thanks again to slodwick for checking it through for me. ♥]

( Olive Snook, a waitress at The Pie Hole and long time neighbor of the pie maker, had always been possessed of a healthy sense of curiosity. At this very moment, two things in particular were piquing her curiosity. )

a perfect pie [Pushing Daisies, Ned/Chuck, G, 877 words, fluff, vague spoilers for 2x02. For fox1013, prompt: baking. Huge thanks to slodwick for the quickie beta, and for providing the writing soundtrack.]

( At this very moment in the town of Coeur d'Coeurs, Charlotte Charles, otherwise known as Chuck, was - if one included the time she was dead - twenty-eight years, twenty-eight weeks, two days, seven hours and eighteen minutes old. And Chuck was, unbeknownst to her, about to learn something very important. )

Five Ways the Piemaker Doesn't Kiss Chuck [Pushing Daisies, Ned/Chuck, G, 1,163 words, fluff. Beta thanks to the lovely schneestern. For slodwick, just because.]

( Snow floats towards him, carrying the kiss. )