Title: A Remarkable Appearance
Author: godsdaisiechain
Fandom: Pride and Prejudice, Peter Pan, Endymion
Type: Fic
Characters/Pairing: Georgiana Darcy, Lizzie Bennett, Mr. Darcy, Tinkerbell, Endymion, Charlotte Lucas, Mr. Collins, Lizzie/Darcy
Word Count: ~375
Rating: G
Warning: Fantasy wrapped in crack wrapped in irony
Summary: Lizzie Bennett wins a bet…. perhaps


Elizabeth Darcy, nee Bennett, sat at the writing table in what had once been her mother-in-law’s room.  She ruminated, but in a ladylike way befitting the mistress of Pemberly, on the benefits of marrying a wealthy orphan.

Georgiana floated in, looking more ethereal than usual in her new dress, a true India muslin purchased in London.

“Lizzie?” Georgiana wrapped her arms about her sister-in-law’s next.

“Yes, Georgiana?”  Lizzie kissed the girl on the cheek.

“I found something odd atop the pianoforte.”

Lizzie smiled.  She had left a new popular song.  “Really?”

“Yes, you’d better come see.”

Lizzie went.  The sight atop the pianoforte was arresting.  A tall, slender man, clothed in a toga made of furs sat, looking about him in dismay.

“Good Madames, where are my sheep?”

“Your sheep?”

“Yes, I am Endymion and I have lost my sheep.”

Lizzie and Georgiana exchanged a puzzled look.  “I don’t know why there would be sheep in the drawing room, Lizzie,” said Georgiana.  Lizzie admired the good breeding of Pemberly.  Longbourne would have been in a shrieking uproar at the appearance of a fictional poetic shepherd.

“I do wonder what happened.  Were there any tours of the house this week?”

Georgiana smiled and pulled a twinkling handkerchief out of her pocket.  A very disgruntled pixie jingled indignantly.  “She says her name is Tinkerbell.”

Lizzie gnawed her lower lip.  This was a puzzle.  “I’m not sure pixies can time travel, Georgiana.”

“Thank-you, Lizzie.  Perhaps I’ll ask Miss Coles.  She likes fairy stories.”

“That’s a good idea.”

Meanwhile, Endymion had begun to prowl around the room, looking under furniture.  He was relieved.  Normally young women blushed and flirted with him, but these two hardly seemed to notice he was there.
In the hallway, Mr. Darcy gave a sigh that was equal parts amusement and exasperation.  He and Lizzie had wagered that she could not go for two weeks without talking about a man to another woman.  Thankfully, Charlotte and Mr. Collins were due the next day. Lizzie would have trouble restraining herself.