Jeeves Vrs Colbert
Apr. 8th, 2011 02:14 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Here is a link, if anyone wants to take a gander and answer the question. What Would Jeeves Do?
I've voting for an accidental slap upside the head.
New Window,6 of April 2011
But did anyone else know we have an urban dictionary definition for"Jooster"?
...And one for "Jeevery," which I've never heard but would like to start using?
And of course there's a dozen for Jeeves, one of which is "Man who tucks Bertie Wooster in at night."
Sorry if this is irrelevant, I'm not at the top of my form, but a friend pointed it out and I thought you ought to know.
A fanfic generator. I put certain adjectives in, and here’s what it came up with. Sure, some of it doesn’t make too much sense, but that doesn’t matter. Enjoy!
Go HERE to make your own generated fics!
“The Dove Prince
Jeeves was walking through a creamy meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a sticky little dove lying under a tree.
Jeeves skipped over to see the dear thing and was gorgeous to find that he was hurt! A b. and s. had sliced his delicious little leg and he whimpered sensually with the pain.
"My hot little friend," Jeeves said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the b. and s., as hoarsely as he could. The dove cried out and Jeeves's heart ached, like the woolliest baa-lamb that ever stepped. "You'll be all right," Jeeves whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Bertie and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Bertie up in his arms, Jeeves carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Jeeves nursed Bertie, cleaning his leg and feeding him Tie-brand dove chow.
On the eighth night, Bertie climbed into bed with Jeeves. He burrowed under the covers and dirtily licked Jeeves's lips. It made Jeeves giggle and he cuddled close to Bertie, stroking his arm and singing slowly to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Jeeves hurried home so he could curl up with Bertie. It gave him a gooey feeling whenever Bertie licked his lips.
Then one night, Bertie looked up at Jeeves and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a lovely prince."
Jeeves screamed spine-tinglingly, he was so surprised. How could a dove talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Bertie said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Jeeves said and kissed Bertie on his arm. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a lovely prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Bertie," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Jeeves said.
"See?" Bertie said and showed Jeeves the scar from the b. and s. on his leg. Then he kissed Jeeves and they tumbled in the water and did a lot of very fluffy things, some of them involving a sexy restorative.
"I love you," Bertie said when they were done. Jeeves clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Bertie had stashed away.
And if Bertie didn't know about Jeeves's visits to the dove sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.”