My Constant Resting Place, by nefret24 (G)

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Fandom: Lord Peter Wimsey
Pairing: Gen (Peter/Harriet)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: http://columbina.blogspot.com/
Why this fic must be read: The Wimsey fandom might be small, but the quality is high. Even the Pit of Voles doesn’t come up with a dud. This is a lovely little fic, a missing scene from Busman’s Honeymoon showing Peter, Bunter and Saint-George in the Mitre on the morning of the wedding.

“Brilliant, as usual, Bunter,” St. George complimented his uncle’s valet in between mouthfuls. “D’ja know, I’m not quite certain where I put Aunt Harriet’s ring?”

Bunter restrained himself only barely, his face showing visible disapproval.

Wimsey merely fixed his monocle glass with painstaking slowness and then resumed to cut his fish. “Jerry, if you think you’re going to win a prize for Nuisance of the Northern Hemisphere, you’re sadly mistaken. It’s in your left pocket and I suggest you stop fiddlin’ with it.”

My Constant Resting Place