Fic: 221B - What is it like in your funny little brains?

[anarion]

Title: What is it like in your funny little brains?
Words: a 221B has 221 words and ends with a b-word
Rating: Pg-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by atlinmerrick. Day 303.




Previous 221b: The lover’s dance (3/3)


Today's prompt: rum

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What is it like in your funny little brains?


“He wasn't an alcoholic.”

So far so obvious.

“What? Of course he was. Look at him.”

Or not.

“He was homeless, yes. But not an alcoholic.”

I look at the other people standing in the morgue with me: John looks tired - not enough sleep three nights in a row, I should finish this quickly and send him home -, Lestrade annoyed - I just destroyed his theory that the man died of natural causes, which of course was ridiculous as always and he ignored most of the facts, but if it had been true he might have made it home in time for breakfast - and Molly strangely excited - not enough data, also not important right now.

“Why would you say that?”

He sounds as if I say those things just to vex him.

“Smell his feet.”

“Excuse me?”

Dear God.

“His feet. Smell them.”

“That's alcohol.”

Finally. Thank you, John.

“Rum to be precise.”

“Why would he put alcohol on his feet?”

John jumps in again, a warning glance towards me to stop me from berating Lestrade for being extraordinarily slow this time.

“He was suffering from athlete's foot.”

“He was also murdered. Molly, I need the usual samples. John, go home.”

I leave the morgue and stride towards my lab. This day is going to be brilliant.





Next 221b: On display


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AN:
The prompt was 'rum'.

Since LJ was broken yesterday and still catching up with stuff this morning, you might have missed the last story that I posted this morning.






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Comments

[atlinmerrick.livejournal.com]

Is this true? Do you put alcohol on your feet for problems like that? If so I'm just going to start keeping score of the stuff you're teaching me in 221 words. I swear half the time I'm like, "Oh hell no, really? I did not know that." and then I'm sitting there wondering, "Wow, how much research does she do for these things?"

And if you're just making it up? I absolutely do not care. You make it sound real and that's all I need...

[sweetlatejuliet.livejournal.com]

Ack - didn't mean to post this anonymously the first time!

This is so excellently in character. It really reads like a transcript of the show if Sherlock's thoughts were also put into words. I especially like the bossy regard for John (John, go home) and the noticing Molly, not having enough data to make a conclusion, and not giving that a second thought.

[verityburns.livejournal.com]

Is that true about the rum on the feet? It sounds true. I think I'll keep mine for drowning my chocolate cake, as the good Lord intended, thank you :D

Really excellent Sherlock POV here - I love his internal thoughts, especially the 'Dear God.', that was brilliant!