A\N This is a story where Digby takes centre stage. I'll update it every couple of days and I hope you enjoy it. This is my first Pushing Daisies story, so review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: Don't own Pushing Daisies. I could never have made it as amazing as it is.
Digby was not a minute older than 3 years, 2 weeks, 6 days, 5 hours and 9 minutes old. However, he was very wise for his age, as his human had brought him back to life with the touch of one finger. This meant that although Digby was only 3 years, 2 weeks, 6 days, 5 hours and 9 minutes old, he had been alive for much longer.
His human and best friend was Ned the Pie Maker. The only thing Digby loved more than Ned was his pies, which he liked to steal when no-one was looking. His second favourite things were ice cream and Olive Snook.
Digby made a lot of friends and he hadn't made a single enemy. Until now.
Spike the Alsatian was 4 years, 5 weeks, 3 days, 17 hours and 37 minutes old when he met Digby. He belonged to one Joe Jones, manager of the Dance Dance night club.
The facts were these: one Megan Lee was found murdered in the Dance Dance night club. She was beaten to death with a large mirror which was found shattered next to her. Her family put up a reward for the person who found her killer. Where there was a reward, there was Emerson Cod, private investigator. As usual.
Digby was not concerned about the facts, he was concerned that there was an uninvited Alsatian sitting in his favourite spot.
My master is much cleverer than yours growled Spike.
Yeah? Well, my human brought me back from the dead Digby retaliated
Unlike humans, dogs did not know what secrets were, and so did not keep them.
My master killed a stupid girl and there's no way your master is going to find out Spike grunted triumphantly.
Digby barked, alarmed.
"Shh, Digby," said Ned.
Digby wondered how he was going to prove Joe Jones guilty.
