Fic: 221B - Pipe dream

[anarion]

Title: Pipe dream
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 355.




Previous 221b: On a knife edge


Today's prompt: pipe

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Pipe dream


“Great. I’m stuck.”

John stopped moving and turned his head as best as he could. He only was able to see Greg out of the corner of his eye.

“You're joking, right?”

“Do I sound like I’m joking?”

Sherlock, who hadn't bothered to stop crawling so far, at least deigned them with his opinion.

“That’s impossible. The pipe is not changing its diameter in the middle of its length and you were fine until now.”

“I’m still stuck.” Greg sounded immensely annoyed. “I don't know why I keep ending up in situations like these with you. My life was blissfully normal before you turned up at one of my crime scenes.”

“Your life was alarmingly boring before I turned up at one of your crime scenes. Just admit it.”

Lestrade grumbled something unintelligible.

“At least this time you weren't unconscious when we came to rescue you!” John grinned.

“I think at this point I'd rather be unconscious again.”

“That can easily be arranged.”

“Sherlock!”

“What?”

“You’re not helping.”

“Mpf.”

John ignored his sulking partner and turned back to Lestrade.

“Greg, why don’t you try to relax and breathe out. Then wiggle and see if you can get free.”

“It’s not working... wait... Yes! I can move again!”

“Finally. Well done, John. Next time, Lestrade, why don't you skip the second beignet?”




Next 221b: Straight from the horse's mouth (1/4)


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AN:
The prompt was 'pipe'.

London time is over. I haz a sad. :(






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Comments

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

The pipe is not changing its diameter in the middle of its length and you were fine until now.
I therefore deduce that Greg ate a few pastry while he was crawling. (Probably because crawling is not his division.)

“At least this time you weren't unconscious when we came to rescue you!” John grinned.
They came to rescue Greg? How lovely of them. Was it a kind of shag or die situation, with Greg on the dying side and Sherlock and John on the, er, other side? Also, I'm sure they don't need any reason to come, you know. *guffaws inwardly*

“Mpf.”
Ah, I see it's not angst. :D

*reads the AN*
I'm sorry you're sad.
*sees your current mood*
I'm glad you're happy.
*doesn't know what to feel* :D

P.S. Did I ever mention that in French "pipe" means "blowjob"? You can now imagine how deceitful your title was for me. (But I liked the fic all the same.) :D

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see it's not angst. :D
*snorts*

*reads the AN*
I'm sorry you're sad.
*sees your current mood*
I'm glad you're happy.
*doesn't know what to feel* :D
Hahaha!

They came to rescue Greg? How lovely of them. Was it a kind of shag or die situation, with Greg on the dying side and Sherlock and John on the, er, other side? Also, I'm sure they don't need any reason to come, you know.
*finally dies laughing*

<3

[rox712.livejournal.com]

*hugs you* Don't be sad, you'll be back very soon. (and i really hope that Sherlock is not insinuating that Leastrade is fat. I would have to punish the git... hm, now there's a thought...)

[verityburns.livejournal.com]

Aww... I always adore your dialogue, and this one is no exception :)

Poor Lestrade, he is such a sweetie!

And speaking of sweet, I wish I hadn't googled 'beignet'!!!

*wanders off, attempting to supress sugar craving*

[veniachan.livejournal.com]

Oh I just love this seriously!!!
I don't know what it says about me that fell in love with Lestrade again after reading this. But about you sure it says: you're brilliant, as always :D