I need to get back to actual blogging. Twitter has made me complacent! Unfortunately, this is not an actual blog entry, but instead a 1AM conversation over IM. I went to sleep soon afterward, no doubt to face wacky, delightful dreams.

Gypsy: *leeeeeeeeeans*
Priscellie: *snugs*
Gypsy: Middleman/Pushing Daisies fic - does it exist? And if not, WHY NOT?
Priscellie: OH MY GOD WHERE IS IT
Gypsy: THESE ARE MY TWO GUARANTEED HAPPY SHOWS. THEY MUST BAND TOGETHER TO FORM A CONGLOMERATE OF AWESOME.
Priscellie: Okay, I just conceived of Emerson/Ida grumpyawesomeness. By rule 34, it must exist. Therefore, Middleman/Pushing Daisies fic must exist!
Gypsy: ... OMG YES.
Gypsy: UNIVERSE. IF YOU LOVE ME EVEN THE SLIGHTEST BIT YOU WILL HAVE SOMEONE WRITE THIS.
Priscellie: OMG OMG OMG
Priscellie: Emerson can knit her a Baby Heydar cozy.
Gypsy: X3
Gypsy: Chuck and Lacey would bond... Olive and Wendy could swap stories about their bosses...
Priscellie: The Middleman could take Aunts Lily and Vivian to see old-timey movies. Somehow, they would end up in a 3D feature, and Lily would have a red-glass monocle and a blue-colored eyepatch.
Gypsy: Brilliant!
Gypsy: DUDE, they both take place in unspecified vaguely fantastical locations.
Gypsy: (Unless they don't. Did they ever say where The Middleman took place?)
Priscellie: other than an illegal sublet, shared by two photogenic young artists? Not that I recall.
Gypsy: hee
Priscellie: and Ned's power... totally crossoverable.
Gypsy: Soooooo totally.
Priscellie: We are lunatics. But only the best kind.
Gypsy: You know you love me.
Priscellie: *hugs your brain*
Priscellie: I love mah Becky!

Labels: fandom crack, middleman, pushing daisies