Slashiest Moments from The Inimitable Jeeves

[triedunture]

While mah houseguest is in the shower, I finished reading (and page marking) The Inimitable Jeeves. Oh, the loveliness of these stories. Here are my slashy excerpts:

Most fellows, no doubt, are all for having their valets confine their activities to creasing trousers and what not without trying to run the home; but it's different with Jeeves. Right from the first day he came to me, I have looked on him as a sort of guide, philosopher, and friend.

AWWWW!

And on Rosie M. Banks (which Jeeves' "aunt" reads):

'Where Lord Claude takes the girl in his arms, you know, and says--'
'I am familiar with the passage, sir. It is distinctly moving. It was a great favourite of my aunt's.'

MMMMM hm. "Aunt's."

And when a certain Aunt mentions S-E-X to Bertie:

'Yes! You should be breeding children to--'
'No, really, I say, please!' I said, blushing richly. Aunt Agatha belongs to two or three of these women's clubs, and she keeps forgetting she isn't in the smoking room.

Poor, adorable Bertie, embarrassed to talk about girly bits in mixed company.

And then, during a fight with Jeeves over a cummerbund:

...I don't mind confessing it made me feel more or less as though nobody loved me.

*hugs Bertie* Poor dear!

And here, where Jeeves is on his annual vacation, he sends a kind of...exciting letter to Bertie. I dunno, it's meant for comedic effect because Bertie has just taken a dunk in a lake, but it also sounds a bit chummy:

Two days later I got a letter from Jeeves. '--The weather,' it ended, 'continues fine. I have had one exceedingly enjoyable bathe.'

And this. Well, what can one say of this?

I felt as if I hadn't a friend in the world. I was so jolly well worked up that I went and banged on Jeeves's door. It wasn't a thing I'd have cared to do as a rule, but it seemed to me that now was the time for all good men to come to the aid of the party, so to speak, and that it was up to Jeeves to rally round the young master, even if it broke up his beauty-sleep.

And here, where Bertie makes an escape to Norfolk:

'Would you require my company on this visit, sir?'
'Do you want to come?'

It's very sweet that Bertie gives him a choice, isn't it? Slashy or no, Bertie is still a very thoughtful employer, all things considered.

And then, I could reprint the entire ending passage of the book, where Bertie comes home angry with Jeeves and ready to fire him, but he finds...

...every dashed thing so bally right, if you know what I mean, that I started to calm down in the first two seconds...Softened, I mean to say. That's the word I want. I was softened. ...there shimmered in good old Jeeves in the wake of a tray full of the necessary ingredients, and there was something about the mere look of the man--

And of course, Bertie can't go through with it. <3

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