Title: Perfect Day Ruined
Rating: PG for language
Word Count: 498
Summary: This is last chapter's fic "Perfect Day" from the viewpoint of the study group. The ending to both is the same. Enjoy!

Britta yawned and looked over to where Abed was fiddling with his camera for what must have been the hundredth time. "Guys, I don't think they're coming," she announced.

"I wouldn't say that, Britta," responded Shirley. "After all, Jeff knows how important this day is to all of us, and I know he wouldn't do anyth – Troy! Get away from that pizza! We have to wait for the birthday girl."

"But I'm hungry," he whined, wiping his hands on his jester costume. "It's been over an hour and Pierce already ate all the chips!"

"Pierce!" Shirley yelled.

"I'm the one who bought them," Pierce grumbled. "You're the ones who gave me this itchy costume and told me to wear it for no reason."

"I'll try calling him again," Britta said, phone pressed to her ear. She sighed when it went straight to voicemail. "He turned it off."

Everyone groaned. "Jeff is the new Britta," Troy mumbled.

Britta shot a look at Troy before turning to Abed. "I'm really sorry about this, Abed. I know you put a lot of effort into planning the party. I'm sure if they had actually shown up it would have been awesome."

"It's fine," he shrugged, not turning his attention from the camera. "Besides, I should have expected this when Jeff offered to pick up Annie. He was never a fan of the regal theme."

"Sweetie, I'm sure he didn't mean anything personal," Shirley comforted. "Jeff's just…"

"An asshole?"

"Boring?"

"Gay?"

"Sometimes unaware of other people's feelings," Shirley finished, glaring at the other three.

"God, I wish I knew where they were right now," Britta groaned. Everyone turned to Abed, who looked up from his camera.

"You're all looking at me. Did I do something wrong?"

"No," Britta began. "It's just… you kind of have a sixth sense about these things." Abed just stared.

"Dude, do your thing and tell us where Jeff and Annie are! We gave you the wizard getup for a reason. Also, I'm starving and I think this costume has fleas," Troy said, scratching his legs.

Abed stared off into space for a moment before smiling. Britta picked up her keys and grinned. "I'll drive. Let's go kick Jeff's ass."

Britta and Abed stood on a nearby hill and watched as Annie laughed at something Jeff said. "I'm gonna kill him," Britta grumbled, face scrunched in anger. "Seriously, I know he wasn't on board with the whole princess thing, but he didn't have to sabotage it! You know what, I'm going down there."

"No, don't," said Abed, grabbing her arm. "Let them go."

"Abed, you planned a perfect party, and he completely ruined it! How are you not angry right now?"

He shook his head and smiled at Britta. "I planned a perfect party for the group. Jeff planned a perfect party for her."

They continued to watch as Jeff helped Annie up from the blanket and walked with her, hand in hand, to go feed the ducks.