Olive Snook decided she really hated Valentine's Day. It not only reminded her of the impending distance between herself and the Pie Maker, but it also refreshed the memory of Randy Mann. Her now-ex-beau had left her three months ago for a traveling anvil saleswoman named Avril Avelbast. She crusted a candy heart under her fist, "I really hate Valentine's Day!"

Ned the Pie Maker decided he really hated Valentine's Day. Again. He'd first determined his detest as a boy at the Longborough School for Boys. After Chuck- Charlotte Charles- came back into his life, Ned revised his opinion of the holiday. Now Chuck was off touring the world with her mother and aunt, The Darling Mermaid Darlings, and Ned reaffirmed his hate for February 14th. He slid into a booth across from Emerson Cod, "I really hate Valentine's Day."

The day progressed slowly, no new cases, only love-bird customers; it annoyed Ned and Olive to no end. Soon it was 8:47 and only thirteen minuets to closing. No more than two customers were left. Olive was trying to balance a spoon its end.

"So," She said to Ned in a bored way, "hot date after?"

"Naw, probably just watching late night TV," he replied.

"Yeah, same here," Olive rolled her eyes.

"Hey," Ned looked at her almost shyly? "Do you want to join me? We could have some left-over pie."

"Okay! I'll bring some wine!" she agreed readily, "But do you mind if I change out of my uniform first?"

"Go ahead," He said, "I'll lock up and meet you up there."

Ten minuets later Ned and Olive walked into his apartment.

"Hiya Digby!" Olive said patting the dog on the head, "Aw! You look like no one pets you! You need to pay attention to you dog, Ned. Pet him sometimes!"

"I do pay attention to him, right Digby?" The dog sat directly in front of Ned and wagged his tail, "I just don't pet him."

"Why not?"

"I'm allergic to dogs?"

"Then why have one, crazy head!" Olive playfully whacked his arm. Giggling she poured wine into two glasses and Ned sliced the left over pie.

"What do you want to watch?" Ned asked sitting back onto the couch.

"I don't care," Olive said sitting next to him. Ned draped his arm around the back of the couch and his fingers grazed her shoulder. Olives heart beat faster. This is silly, she thought, I'm over Ned… or am I? She moved closer and Ned lowered his arm completely around her shoulders. Ned picked up the remote, feeling strange and awkward and he kind of liked having Olive close. He turned on the TV. Why do I feel funny? he thought, I feel the way I felt about Chuck, but more intense…

They watched pointless sitcoms late into the night, neither saying anything to the other. Some where around two a.m. Ned glanced down at Olive and involuntarily smiled, shed fallen asleep on his shoulder. He gently pulled her closer and draped a blanket over both of them. Then Ned fell asleep with one thought in his mind, I love Valentine's Day.

After that they grew more friendly to each other. The unspoken agreement to avoid one another was lifted. Ned invited Olive to sit with him and Emerson when they had a new case. (This annoyed Emerson to no end.) They also begin to see each other outside of work. A coffee here, some late night TV there, nothing serious they told themselves, just hanging out with a friend.

And this was February.

fin.

I don't own Pushing Daisies. If i did it'd still be on the air. PLEASE REVIEW! JAS