Hi everyone seventh chapter! Guess what!?!?! EMERSON is back! Yippie! Gooo Emerson! Hahahaha Reviews and Comments are welcome with open arms.
DISCLAMER: I don't own pushing daisies oh whats the point you all know I don't own this stuff except for Carrie and the baby and Timothy (you will see who he is later)
It had been 3 months, fourteen days, six hours, nine minutes, and fifty six seconds since Olive found out that she was pregnant. But today she was going to solve a murder.
Today was a normal day for Olive at the Pie Hole. The morning sickness, a growing stomach and Carrie made it harder to work but Olive worked it out. Emerson walked in the door and sat down on the bar stool. "Emerson!" Olive smiled and got him his pie.
"Hey Itty Bitty. Where are Pie Boy and Baby Itty Bitty?" Emerson asked as he started eating his pie.
"Right here." Ned walked from the kitchen holding Carrie.
"Emerson!" Carrie smiled. She still had her princess crown on. "Hey there Baby Itty Bitty," Emerson smiled the girl reminded him of his own missing daughter.
"Hey Emerson could I talk to you?"
"Sure Itty Bitty. But no girl talk."
"Emerson I need to hire you." Olive says in a hushed tone.
"Itty Bitty what are you talking about?"
"My old high school sweetheart, Carrie's father, I need to know who killed him."
"Why now?"
"I don't think I can take it anymore Emerson. They didn't really look into the murder so it would make me feel so much better if I knew."
"But Itty Bitty your going to have to get the Pie Boy's help on this. And I'm not doing this with out some negotiation of the money making."
Olive quickly handed Emerson $100. "You will get the rest later."
"Ok then. What are we talking about here, a shooting, 'accidental fall' of a cliff, car crash?"
"Crushed by a horse." Olive sighed. "He was the son of the man that hired me to be a jockey."
"You were a HORSE JOCKEY?!" Emerson laughed.
"Yes Emerson I was." Olive gave Emerson the death stare.
"What got thee to be a horse jockey?"
"Oh Emerson! You really want to know?"
"No. That was just a small attempt at wee talk."
"Oh, well. Right before I found out I was pregnant with Carrie, he was trampled by the horses he was trying to feed." Olive started to cry.
"Ok ok I will help you Olive."
"Really?!"
"Yes, now who is he anyways?"
"Timothy Rider."
"And where is this Timothy Rider?"Emerson questioned Olive.
"Under the ground."
"I meant which cemetery!" Emerson sighed knowing this was going to be a long day.
