A/N- Hi again! Hope you people weren't too disappointed that I didn't write the conversation between Elizabeth and Darcy. There will be more interaction between the soon, though there won't be many troubles between them. This will be more of a fairy tale, and the worst we will get is a few disagreements. There will be no Wickham in this one, because I hate him, but Caroline will cause enough trouble to give us a little spice. After all, it never is wise to antagonize Mrs Bennet.

The Bennets had a very pleasant evening, though Mrs Bennet more than the others. For once in her life, she was perfectly determined to do something good for her second daughter, and decided to talk to her the next day. Though she thought that Mr Darcy was right for her Elizabeth, she knew her daughter's stubborn attitude better than anyone else and knew that she must proceed with caution. She attempted to win over Jane in her efforts, but she soon realized that her eldest was too caught up in her own little romance to be of much use. Seeing no other alternative, she tried to talk to Lizzy herself the next day, with more tact than she had ever used before. There was very good reason to never upset Fanny Bennet.

At the breakfast table, the family was abuzz with discussion. Jane and Mr Bingley had been expected to get along, indeed, it was the motive behind them attending the ball, apart from the fact that social gatherings were so entertaining. But Mr Darcy's interest in Elizabeth had gone unnoticed by all but Jane, Caroline and Mrs Bennet; all others who had seen them dancing had supposed that Mr Darcy had agreed to it only because there was no polite way of refusing. After all, other than Charlotte Lucas, Elizabeth was the only woman he had danced with, and this behavior had marked him out as very disagreeable. To think of him and lively Elizabeth possibly being friendly was unimaginable for most of the neighborhood. This was just as well, because any gossip would have infuriated Lizzy and made Mr Darcy shrink back in alarm.

Mrs Bennet tactfully started discussing Mr Bingley, and as she had expected, her husband protested immediately. This gave her an excellent opportunity to talk about Mr Darcy instead.

'Everything about Mr Bingley is delightful, apart from his choice in friends. Of that I cannot approve, no one who has seen Mr Darcy can. Why, I pity you Lizzy, for having to spend the entire supper set with him.', said she, knowing that Lizzy would protest.

Her plan worked perfectly, and Lizzy objected to this opinion at once.

'Oh no, Mama! Mr Darcy is not in the least disagreeable. I very much enjoyed dancing the set with him, and I'd like to further the acquaintance.'

'You are the only woman outside his party he danced with, other than Charlotte, and all of us know how pushy William Lucas is, so that hardly counts.', said she slyly.

'Mr Darcy is very rich, isn't he Mama?', asked Lydia.

'Yes, my dear. He has a marvelous estate in Derbyshire, and I dare say an excellent income too, but he not a man I would advise you to pursue. He will bore my little girl to death!'

Mrs Bennet was very fond of her youngest, but she felt certain that Mr Darcy was far too disagreeable to ever have a conversation with Lydia, let alone propose to her, and would suit the untamed Elizabeth who no man would otherwise want, thanks to her sharp tongue.

'I agree with Mama, Lydia. Mr Darcy is sure to tire of your nonsense in a few moments, and then where would you be?', said Elizabeth, not unkindly but a trifle impatiently, for she herself could not for long stand what she called 'Lydia's nonsense' and did not wish to inflict it on any other human soul.

Lydia opened her mouth to argue, but was cut off as Lizzy continued.

'And for the life of me, I cannot understand why you shall insist on calling a man disagreeable if he happens to be sane enough to know to steer clear of Lydia!'

'Well said!', cheered Mr Bennet, undaunted by his wife's glare.

By now both Elizabeth and Lydia looked ready to have one of the huge arguments that resulted in much damage to the household when they were younger. They both had quick tempers, and though Elizabeth had learned to control hers, when it came to Lydia she could not help herself. They both often had battle of words, almost whenever they talked, and often said things they regretted. Almost all disagreements between them ended with apologies and hugs, for they loved each other as sisters should, even if the did not have any thing in common.

But this time Elizabeth's anger was directed at her mother who would not understand that there were all sorts of gentlemen in the world and not all of them found a giggling pretty girl to be the best life partner they could ask for. She as going to say just that when she was interrupted by a gentle voice.

Jane always hated such scenes, for she loved peace and quiet, and was one of the sunny souls who always saw the best in everyone.

'Remember when you were fifteen, Lizzy, and disappeared for a whole day? We were so frantic with worry till Mama found you hiding in the tree house we had made, pretending that you were a pirate! I wonder what any gentleman would have thought then.'

Jane always seemed to know the right thing to say, for Lydia giggled, and Elizabeth relaxed. But beyond all, Mrs Bennet was delighted at hearing her second born's defence of Mr Darcy, and was hopeful that her excellent matchmaking skills would make him propose, and persuade her to accept.

A/N- I meant to put this up ages ago, but then awful stuff happened, so I couldn't. Do leave behind a review, it would so make my day.