ext_7640 ([identity profile] sine-que-non767.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2006-05-31 09:45 am

Jeeves and The Escape by Lucylou (PG-13)

Fandom: JEEVES & WOOSTER
Pairing: Jeeves/Bertie Wooster
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] lucylou
Author Website: check LJ for updates
Why this must be read:

Bertie and Jeeves are forced on the run after Aunt Agatha won't take no for an answer. A fun escapade - and let's not forget the train!sex.



“BERRRTIEEE!” Above the heads of the crowd, I could see the sharp point of a closed beige parasol, making its way steadily towards us.

“Dash it! Here!” I flung the train fare beneath the glass towards the decidedly unhelpful and hirsute ticket-vendor, and snatched at the proffered tickets.

As I spun away from the window, I could hear the vendor shout, “Doncha want yer change, gov?”

I had no breath to reply, though, as I flew towards the steaming locomotive ahead of us. I could hear Jeeves behind me, and couldn’t resist a peek at him as he ran. I have always admired his ability to remain poised in every event, even when sprinting towards a train, with the vicious jaws of a frothing Aunt Agatha snapping at our heels.

My eyes slid past the sight of Jeeves, his hand effortlessly bracing his hat upon his head, to the pursuers in question, and saw that my aunt was dragging, by the wrist, the ridiculous tyrant to whom I had been sold.

Now, do not misinterpret me, I’m quite sure Agatha Monroe and I would have been the portrait of blissful matrimony, despite her namesake’s regular whims to fry me up and serve me battered. In fact, even Jeeves seemed surprised when I immediately balked at my aunt’s intention to marry me off to her. The bird was certainly lovely, long of leg and bright of eye, and not entirely horrible, to be honest… But the truth is, it’s been over a year since the female form – any female form -- has turned this Wooster’s head.

The only trim waist and shiny lock of hair that’s, of late, managed to ensnare my apparent undying admiration, has been those of a rather less appropriate figure than Agatha Monroe’s.


Jeeves and The Escape