crack_van | JEEVES & WOOSTER/LORD PETER WIMSEY (SAYERS)

Title: Green Ice by Adina (PG)
Pairing: None (Bertie Wooster/Jeeves, if you're concentrating very hard)
Author on LJ:

adina_atl
Author Website: check lj for updates
Why this must be read:

It could be the only crossover in this fandom (please, please correct me if I'm wrong. I yearn to be wrong on this one). It could also be one of the best crossovers written. The joy of this fabulous fic is, it opens up another superb fandom (set in the same era) for those who love Wodehouse, because you'll probably enjoy Dorothy L Sayers' work too. Sayers' major character Lord Peter Wimsey leads the way to a wholly unexpected view of Bertie Wooster, and his role in World War I.

Adina writes from Bertie's point of view, changing the way we see Wimsey, and allowing a new light to be shed on the possible tragedy of Bertie's own life. An amazing mix of Wooster fun and Wimsey mystery, and the peep into Bertie's mind is incredibly touching. I defy you to come away without at least a hint of a tear in your eye.

Uncle Tom cleared his throat. "About Bertie, Lord Peter--" Flim raised his brow. "I have no doubt of his innocence, but--"

"But?" Flim asked, all courteous interest.

"The war changed him."

"The war changed all of us," Flim said in a flat, dead voice. I shoved a rising tide of dread away to think of later. Later.

Uncle Tom gave a quick, unhappy nod. "He never talks about it. We're not even sure what he remembers. He seems to do best when no one mentions it."

"I see." The regret in Flim's voice made me feel sorry for the poor amnesic bastard they were discussing. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you."

I remained in my cupboard for several minutes after they left, wanting to avoid any awkward questions about what I was doing there. When I emerged the room was quiet, even Jeeves gone. I headed for my own room, abstracting the half-full whiskey decanter on the way out. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Green Ice

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Gah, I love this fic to pieces. I will hold out hope for a sequel until there is no longer an internet, if necessary. :)

Hi! I'd love to read this... but I can't seem to find a link on the entry *flutters eyelashes*

Sorry, check it out now. I was rushing to post it before the 15th was up!

PS. Yuletide's only got the first half of it, I think. I hunted down the full one here?

http://www.quillsandink.com/fiction/viewstory.php?sid=1048

Oh, this is a marvelous story! It manages to be both funny and haunting, expertly replicating Wodehouse’s style yet turning his universe on its head.

You might want to add a note to the effect that links to the other three(?) chapters are available in the comments on the Yuletide site.

That's what comes of rushing... *holds head* Thanks so much for that link! *changes* I only had the Yuletide one.

I've now changed the link to a more complete one. :) It's a fabulous read, isn't it.

Well, before it was up in the UK... only now do I remember time difference. *le sigh*

OOOOhhhhh! *bounces* This looks wonderful.... I'm off to read it!

I tried to send this to your e-mail address as given in your user info, so it bounced--this is a far, far inferior Wimsey/Jeeves that I wrote as a birthday fic a few months back.

ENDEAVOURING TO GIVE SATISFACTION

Before he opened his eyes, Wimsey detected some subtle wrongness. Quiet footfalls, as he expected, but somehow not the right ones. The sound of rather more liquid than usual sloshing. A faint smell of Floris Bluebell, in lieu of the expected Monkey Soap and silver polish.

When the curtains and blinds were opened—but just to half their normal levels—Wimsey saw that it wasn't Bunter. He sat up hurriedly, afraid that that bally deMomerie crew might have kidnapped his faithful follower. Dashed dope-peddlers couldn't be expected to operate by civilized rules of conduct.

"It's quite all right, m'lord," the man said. As his eyes adjusted, he could see first, that the man's face was mildly familiar and second that he appeared to be wearing a pristine striped apron but, at least as to the bodily parts that could be seen above the line of the bed, nothing else.

"You're…Wooster's man, aren't you? James, is it?"

"Jeeves, m'lord. You see, we members of the Junior Ganymede Club are more than cognizant of Ganymede's traditional function, and dear Mervyn alluded to your impending natal day, so we decided to…"

"Exchange?"

"A three-way switch. My own master occasionally appreciates the value of what he calls 'a bit of the old huff-and-puff, eh?' in preventing staleness, so Mr. Lugg is with him."

"And Bunter with that fellow Campion, I suppose?"

"Yes, m'lord. As to how periphrastically one should consider the concept of 'service', I would not care to venture a guess."

"What about you?" Wimsey said, sitting up, his jonquil silk pyjama jacket sliding against the Pratesi pillowslip.

"I have selected, and Cook has prepared, dishes that will not unduly be harmed by waiting, m'lord. And the Dowager Duchess telephoned, concerned that she did not see you at the Ritz last night. Without precisely engaging in mendacity, I believe I endowed her with the belief that you were at the Soviet Club and rather overindulged in wodka zyborowska, thus discouraging her from premature tintinnabulation while the barouche remains in motion. And Mr. Parker and Lady Mary won't be here until luncheon."

"I see." Wimsey raised a corner of the blanked and slid over to make room. Jeeves, perched on one leg and then the other like a flamingo, removed his impeccable brogues and subsequently removed the apron.

"I've heard that the American birthday celebration involves spanking," Wimsey said. "At my age, I suppose that would amount to Gross Bodily Harm."

"Though I hate to let what might be described as the Cattery feline out of the bag, m'lord, I believe that it would be best for any such appetite to be sated somewhat later. Miss Climpson has purchased a most generous Chastisement Token as a birthday remembrance. Unfortunately, however, Mistress Willow is fully booked up until the end of the week."

"What would you suggest, Jeeves?" Wimsey said in the midst of his exploration, finding quite a few places again for the first time.

"I am fully adept in the Venus' Butterfly—I trust you will detect the apostrophe, m'lord—which might do for a start. But otherwise, as your wimsey takes you."

Twas wonderful. The only frustration was that I couldn't see how to leave a glowing review!

Bunter and Jeeves! The thought is almost too much to bear. And then there is Lord Peter, who is just the best, every.

Can't wait.

There's a half-written Doctor Who/J&W crossover being posted much too slowly to

better_with_3, the Doctor/Rose/Jack comm. It's absolutely brilliant IMO, perfect characterization on both shows, and I could use all the help I can get pestering the writer to finish the dratted thing! ;-)

thanks!

Butting in to say I just choked on my cocoa (appropriate beverage, what?) at the thought of Bertie and Lugg. And again at the last line.

I couldn't work out how to leave a glowing review either, but I loved the story to bits! Superb writing and a totally different take on Wooster. And anything with both Jeeves and Bunter in it .. fabulous!

Aspiration of beverages is, as it were, the aspiration of the fanfic writer, so thank you.

Ooh, interesting... I can't find it, though. Could you maybe give me a link or a title/author? Thanks :)

Oh, I adore it! Thanks for posting it here so we can all enjoy. :)

You see, we members of the Junior Ganymede Club are more than cognizant of Ganymede's traditional function

...is totally canon, as far as I'm concerned. And the *expertise* shown. *drools*

So glad you like it! And, as ever, I'm delighted by the tendrils of LJ that allow seeing stories outside one's usual patch and meeting new people.

http://mythverdandi.livejournal.com/8348.html

There's the link to what was actually posted. I don't normally get involved with WIPs, but the author *was* posting pretty steadily...up until this part! :-/

Very remarkable! Neatly written and perfectly in character with a touching and convincing backstory for Wooster. The best piece of the series and all the stories were of the highest quality. Great choice: Thanks!

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