Darcy is deeper and deeper in befuddlement I see. Looking forward to understanding (along with him) how this all is laid out.

Yes, quite outrageous! Hard to imagine that Elizabeth expected him to propose in any manner. But on with the story. I have to imagine Darcy is quite undone at this point.

In your blurb at the beginning you mention the story is OOT, however, I have never heard of that. OOC yes but not OOT. could you tell me what that means?

Lovely :)

Wwoooow this is brilliant ! Going to the next chapters right now eheh

This is one of my favorite silliness stories if i want a pick-me-up. Besides it reminds me of an episode of my life long time ago. So ... when i was in very late teens a first year uni student in a country of the eastern block persuasion (now an ex comm country - but still in the east ...) i was forced to do military training 1 day a week for 3 years - because i was a female accepted in the uni. If i was less smart to be accept in the uni - no military training for me. Males were not so lucky - they had to do it if they wanted it or not.

So one day we were taught how to address our superiors - or inferiors - in different instances while we have the military uniform on. Trust me - those rules are quite strict, clear, and totally senseless to me. Unfortunately for the captain who was teaching the class, she decided to pick me as a test subject. She gave me a situation in which i was meeting a superior in uniform in a bus. She told me what to say and asked me to leave the class room, re-enter, stop, salute and say the appropriate words. So ... i did exit the classroom. In the corridor a middle age guy with a lot of tabs on his shoulder (so high rank for sure) asked me why i exited the classroom. I told him and he very fatherly reminded me what i suppose to say after saluting. I thanked him and entered the class. I stopped in the middle between the door and desk where the captain sat - i was in front of the class, in front of my colleagues. I took a deep breath and ... i started laughing uncontrollably. After a second delay all my classmates started to laugh and ... the captain too. By then i had tears in my eyes. After a minute the captain tried to call the class to order. She told me to just get over it and say whatever i had to say. I stopped laughing, i swallowed, i took an other breath, i open my mouth and ... few incoherent sounds came out of my mouth, followed by more laughter. Again everybody laughed again - after a little while i tried again to speak with no more success than before and ... in the end i was able to let out a very strangled "sorry" after which i was sent to my desk.

Since then i can tell that i never saluted any person in military uniform while i was wearing one, superior or inferior. I didn't get punished, i never was asked to role play while in military training, or anything else. I even don't quite know why i started laughing so hard, or why everybody else laughed so hard either. It's a mystery ;-)

Other than that ... i hope you will decide to write more on this fanfiction site, i really miss your stories, they are ones of the best. But i understand if you moved on, i do that all the time with the types of crafts i like to learn and do. After i am good enough in one technique i abandon it and start a new one to learn. You may reached your fill, but i certainly didn't reach mine - reading and re-reading your stories. Thanks so much, Monica

Fun story! The circle is complete!

I'm quite cheered up now, thank you

Reverse, reverse, reverse? psychology

I think poisoning him would have been a better prospect than strangling...

Who knew wolves were so fond of stew on toast?

Honeysuckle...lol

What a whirlwind!

Hahahaha!

Just found this story and laughed way too much while reading it. Thanks for writing somethings so hilarious! Also, the chapter titles? Genius. :)