Challenge: Not what it looks like
Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster; Peter Pan
Characters: Jeeves, Bertie, Tinkerbell, Peter Pan, Tick Tock
Title: Mr. Wooster and the Trouble with Pixie Dust
Summary: Jeeves and Bertie get on the wrong side of a little firecracker… or do they?  Jeeves POV.
Words: ~250
Rating: G


I swatted at a firefly early one morning, never considering how unlikely it was that such a creature would have entered the flat.  How little I understood.

*****

I woke alone in the bed just before dawn feeling oddly bereft.  This was uncharacteristic as Mr. Wooster requires a great deal more rest than I do and generally sleeps pressed against me.  I rose and set out to find him.

An unhappy sound drew my attention to the space under the piano. I bent over and found Mr. Wooster, curled up in an unhappy ball in his pajamas.  Little sparkles twinkled all over his body.  He made a sort of whimpering noise as he tried to press himself back down toward the floor.

“Ah, whatsit, Reggie,” he said, forcing his pale anxious face into a grin.  My heart melted and I crawled under the piano to fold him in my arms.

“What happened?”

“This miniature beazel came in with a chap all in green and a ticking alligator.  She wanted to let him eat your feet, and I… well, you can see what they did to me.”

I smothered a chuckle as I smoothed his golden hair from his face and kissed his forehead.  “Oh, darling, thank-you for rescuing me.”

“But now what are we going to do?”

“I’d say we should take the second star to the right and fly straight on until morning.”

Mr. Wooster laughed and nestled against me. “I tried that, but I got lost and wound up at the Drones.”

A problem rose up and assailed me. “How did you get home?”

Mr. Wooster shifted uncomfortably. “I clicked my heels together and said ‘there’s no place like home.’ And then I was back here.”

I blinked back sudden tears. “I love you, Bertie Wooster.”