Rhapsodies

Peter took off his glasses and massaged his temples. “It’s not important what I mean by that. I don’t know if Peaseblossom figured it’s just as well she hasn’t told you yet. In the meantime make sure they get to the office and get their reports down on paper.”

Bert saluted him and scampered off.

Peter sighed he had to get away to the next rendezvous point before Santa arrived there and there were so many things to do before the sun rose and Christmas morning began again. Still, there was something that made him pause. He watched the pixie argue with Kevin. Peaseblossom was generally reliable provided she didn’t let self-pity get the better of her or worse let herself get drunk with power no matter how trivial it actually was. Still, it was a good idea to keep an eye on her.

He didn’t know why she was obsessed by the sleepy drummer but he knew it was something else he needed to pay attention to before it got out of hand.