Fic: 221B - Lessons learned
Jul. 3rd, 2012 05:44 pmTitle: Lessons learned
Words: 221
Rating: PG-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by
Previous 221b: Let's talk about sex, baby
Today's prompt: violin
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Lessons learned
He was French. His name was Monsieur Bergeron and he was skinny, tall man with a black pony tail (which Sherlock’s mother found outrageous but since he was one of the best violin teachers, she complied).
He loved to use great gestures and waved his hands about when he explained things, so he looked like he was trying to dance while chasing away a swarm of bees.
He cherished Sherlock’s intellect instead of being frightened like most people and challenged him with pleasure. They clashed constantly.
Sherlock liked him a lot and treasures the violin Monsieur gave him.
John taught Sherlock to shoot and how to handle a gun in various situations (which led to some of the most spectacular sex they ever had), so Sherlock decided that it might be a nice thing to teach John how to play the violin.
He played different scenarios with various outcomes in his mind, all started by the physical closeness of the situation and was very much looking forward to these lessons.
Compared to John (and probably everybody else on this planet) Sherlock is not a good teacher. He is way too impatient and criticising.
And John, as skilful as he can be with his surgeon’s hands, does not have a violinist’s hands.
Therefore the project died pretty much before it even began.
Next 221b: Man errs, till he has ceased to strive.
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AN:
Today's prompt was 'violin'.
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Date: 2012-07-03 03:52 pm (UTC)I'm finally all caught up!! Yay!!
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Date: 2012-07-03 04:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-03 05:43 pm (UTC)HaHaHaHa... OMG, that just caught me right on the funny bone.
Violins are cool :D
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Date: 2012-07-03 07:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-03 10:19 pm (UTC)This is a lovely and poetic image. And there are bees!
He cherished Sherlock’s intellect instead of being frightened like most people and challenged him with pleasure.
Yes. French people are amazing. *is super-objective*
(which led to some of the most spectacular sex they ever had)
You really must tell us what happened at the end of The Aim Of The Exercise. There was a blindfold and everything, how can you be that cruel and keep silent?
He played different scenarios with various outcomes in his mind, all started by the physical closeness of the situation and was very much looking forward to these lessons.
Would there be a connection between the physical closeness and Sherlock very much looking forward to these lessons?
Therefore the project died pretty much before it even began.
What a pity. I had a very nice image in mind... :-)
Also, I said it already but I say it again, I love your tags. :D
By the way, put my mind at rest, did you receive my answer to your "quick question" about the Sunday series?
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Date: 2012-07-04 06:27 am (UTC)I did. Which promptly let to me not writing anything for it. *lol*
No, seriously: thank you very much, I will definitely send it to you once it's done! :)
<3
RE: Sorry no porn tag.
Date: 2012-07-04 05:44 pm (UTC)Re: Sorry no porn tag.
Date: 2012-07-09 04:42 pm (UTC)