weekly drabble challenge

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Rules:
1) A drabble is, by definition, a 100-word story therefore all responses should be 100 words exactly, no exceptions.
2) You may also choose to respond to this challenge with a five-minute sketch.
3)PLEASE put the word DRABBLE at the top of your post. That way people can easily spot the drabbles in amongst any reader comments they receive.

RATING:I don't think this should be limited so reader beware that they could be any rating (you could put it in the subject line if you feel it needs it)

PLEASE try to remember to make each drabble a comment in response to the original post. That way, if the comments start to collapse, the drabbles themselves should remain visible.

Resolution

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Drabble: Gender trouble

Agatha Gregson pondered. Percy Craye, her girlhood sweetheart, had begged for her help. The young, callow Bertram Wooster—how no one knew—had attached Florence Craye. Percy was devastated, and Agatha resolved to separate them.

She also faced the difficult duty to make something of Bertie. Even Willoughby had become respectable, with enough help and encouragement. Yet, how desperate that so many Wooster men were Nature’s bachelors!

Bertie and Florence separated suddenly, and Agatha realized that Bertie’s new—Percy’s old—valet, Jeeves, was to blame. She resolved to separate yet another unsuitable pairing. If only she had been a man.

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DRABBLE: The Moaning After The Wild Night Before

Cracking open dry, crusted eyes the merest smidgen, Bertie drank down the glass of Jeeves’ restorative. After a rough moan, a bit of twitching, and a gurgle or two, something approaching life zinged through the Wooster corpus.

Voice now sounding less like the bellow of an enraged Spode, Jeeves asked, “Do you feel any improvement, sir?”

“Ugh… slightly less like a puddle of painful ooze,” Bertie rasped. “Jeeves, old thing, I’ve made a New Year’s resolution.”

“Sir?”

“Never, ever try to keep up with Claude and Eustace on New Year’s Eve.” Bertie shuddered.

“A wise decision, sir,” Jeeves agreed firmly.

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Aw! Poor Bertie....