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Crossover: Pushing Daisies which belongs Bryan Fuller and ABC. Contains premise spoilers.

Chapter 2

It was 2 weeks, 7 hours, and 15 minutes before the boy who would grow up to be the pie maker had discovered his ability to wake the dead. He and his mother had gone to the park in his hometown of Coeur d'Coeurs. And in a moment of excitement, seeing his childhood sweetheart also as the park, had thrown the aluminum can he had been drinking from into the trash instead of the recycle bin beside it. As he rushed off to play with Charlotte "Chuck" Charles, his can let out a scream that could only be heard by one being, Anyanka, Patron Saint of Scorned Recyclables.

Anyanka, who in this moment was 1,120 years, 3 months, 2 weeks, 14 hours and 43 minutes old came to the rescue of said aluminum can. The can, as a recyclable object not recycled, had the ability to ask the demon saint for one wish. Anyanka tried to comfort the can and convince it to make its wish.

"Please stop crying! I'll grant you a wish and make sure you end up recycled. But you have to make your wish first."

"But sob he threw me out! Do you know how many cans like me get thrown out a year? Enough to make over 6,000 commercial airplanes. sob I would have ended up in a landfill where I would have remained for over 500 years! Doing nothing! sob sob Do you know how much energy making more like me from scratch would be wasted? Recycling me would use 90 less energy and cause 95 less air pollution! sob I-I-I wish that he had to worry about the consequences of his actions!"

"Granted!" Anya cried out happily, she couldn't take another moment having to listen to the can in her hand. She tossed it into the recycle bin and took off after Ned.

And in this moment Anyanka looked at the boy, his past and his possible futures. She saw a sweet boy, who had been careless in a moment of joy. But she was a demon of vengeance. He had to suffer for his offense, but Anya clung to her renewed sense of humanity, and she decided that although he would suffer, he would feel joy too. She searched her mind for a solution to this wish. Anya found her answer and gave the boy the gift he would soon discover. He could wake the dead, but only for minute without consequence. One touch life, a second touch dead, again, forever.

End – Chapter 2

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