Bertie Wooster and the Lizard King?

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I'm sure it's been mentioned here at some point or another, but in doing a random google for a phrase, I happened upon a link to a PDF of the tale Bertie Wooster and the Lizard King.

Bertie. Zombies. Aunt Dahlia.

That should be enough to tempt even the most boggled of birds and beazels. Do enjoy, what?

Crossover Fic: A Rum Thing Indeed

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Title: A Rum Thing Indeed
Characters: Bertie, Jeeves, House
Rating: Gen
Words: 700
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Never will.
Summary: Bertie discovers American TV
Author note: Crossover ficlet written several years ago for queenzulu  and never posted anywhere. Just found it on my hard drive.

“I say, Jeeves,” I remarked. “This is a puzzler and no mistake.”

“Indeed, sir?” replied Jeeves, holding the shoe he was polishing up to the light and inspecting it carefully. There was something about the tone of the fellow’s voice that I didn’t like.  Perhaps it was the hangover I was nursing.  But it seemed to me that Jeeves had managed to fill the two syllables of the word “indeed” with something very like impertinence. And I was not in the mood for impertinence. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I was feeling disgruntled, but I was far--very far--from gruntled.

I replied with some asperity. “When I say, ‘This is a puzzler, Jeeves,’ I rather expect an offer of help. Not the implication that I am a fat-head to whom the smallest thing is a puzzle.”

Jeeves put the shoe back down on the hotel carpet and addressed me with a suitably respectful demeanor. “I regret that I gave offence sir. None was intended. May I be of any assistance?”

“I certainly hope so, Jeeves,” It was hard to stay angry with the man, and besides I needed his considerable brainpower—the man eats only fish—to help solve the current mystery. Without budging from my place on the sofa, I  pointed the remote control toward the large television ensconced in the hotel’s wooden console. “That fellow, who’s always solving mysteries—what’s his name?” I began. It was on the tip of my tongue.

“Sherlock Holmes, sir?”

“Good Lord, no. I’m referring to this chap, the medical man—there.” Jeeves turned his gaze toward the screen and squinted for a moment.

“I believe that is Dr. Gregory House,” he declared. “Star of the eponymous American television show.”

[More here: http://maineac.livejournal.com/26389.html]
 

Jeeves and the Missing Manuscript - Epilogue

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So! Here's that epilogue finally and a master list of links to the chapters to go along with it. Also, a colored version of the sketch I did of the boys a couple chapters ago. Humans are interesting things to draw.

Title: Jeeves and the Missing Manuscript
Chapter: Epilogue and Master Links List
Pairing: Jeeves/Bertie
Rating for Chapter: G
Summary: Bertie meets a young Agatha Christie and hits it off with her at a garden party. She even offers to let him read and comment on her latest manuscript, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, before she posts it to her publisher. Of course, mayhem ensues when the manuscript is stolen and Jeeves and Bertie must find and return it to the rightful owner. Mix in a dash of danger, anger, angst, and unrequited feeling, and it's the perfect storm for 'certain whatsits' to come to light.
Disclaimer: Jeeves, Bertie, and all characters associated with their idyllic world belong to P.G. Wodehouse. Mrs. Christie belongs to herself last I checked.

 

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Chapter 1: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/883478.html#cutid1
Chapter 2: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/883802.html#cutid1
Chapter 3: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/884312.html#cutid1
Chapter 4: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/884839.html#cutid1
Chapter 5: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/885628.html#cutid1
Chapter 6: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/885857.html#cutid1
Chapter 7: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/886262.html#cutid1
Chapter 8: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/887219.html#cutid1
Chapter 9: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/888077.html#cutid1
Chapter 10: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/888463.html#cutid1
Chapter 11: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/889571.html#cutid1
Chapter 12: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/890820.html#cutid1
Chapter 13: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/892170.html#cutid1
Chapter 14: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/892927.html#cutid1
Chapter 15: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/893690.html#cutid1
Chapter 16: community.livejournal.com/indeedsir/894021.html#cutid1

 

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[pantropia.livejournal.com]

Hiya,

Bit of an odd one, someone's asked me to send them a copy of the podfic of 'Jeeves and the niece who isn't' but it was on my old laptop, which got nicked. I don't suppose anyone has a copy they could send back to me, have they?

The Tub

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Title: The Tub
Pairing: Jeeves/Bertie
Rating: R...just to be safe. A bit smutty, I'm afraid. A wee angsty? For the perfume of a moment, and no more.
Summary: Jeeves gets slightly drunk, and something odd happens in relation to a tub. Not that odd, though, I'm afraid. I know what you're thinking, and I wish I'd thought of it earlier.
Disclaimer:  Don't own no Jeeves nor no Bertie. I do however, own a tub. It's a spa tub. I don't go in it often because it's quite expensive to fill it up with hot water. So I usually shower. Just in case you talk about tubs in your comment.
Note: This is my first fanfic I've ever been vaguely confident enough to put forward for the general public. So do be forgiving; it's not really very intellectual, and perhaps not very Wodehouseian I'm afraid. Oh dear, this sounds dreadful by this description. But do give it a go, I'll be quite grateful. All mistakes I take upon myself.

Tubby, Tubby Tub Tub! I love that word.

 

( Tale of a Tub. Well, not really... )