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Fic: 221B - Tea time
Title: Tea time
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
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atlinmerrick.Previous 221b: When a good man goes to war
Today's prompt: afternoon
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Tea time
Sherlock hates afternoons. They are quiet, boring and hateful.
Everybody is constantly offering tea and biscuits instead of getting to the point.
On a usual afternoon Lestrade is busy drinking coffee, eating doughnuts and ignoring his work. Mrs Hudson is taking a nap. John is reading the paper. Sherlock is pouting.
Seriously, who invented afternoons? Can’t one jump from the excitement of the morning spent with an experiment right past the afternoon to the evening that usually means either going out with John or – if he is very lucky – a nice murder.
Sherlock tosses on the sofa until John looks up from the paper.
“Ok. What is it this time?”
“Afternoons are boring. I hate them.”
“That’s a bit strong, isn’t it? Isn’t there anything nice that you connect with afternoons?”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. Rainy afternoons spent in your grandmother's kitchen?”
“My grandmother hated children.”
“Um, what about...”
“No. Tell me one of yours.”
“The first time we met, it was afternoon. You said your name and this address in your deep voice and then you winked at me and said ‘afternoon’. I was intrigued. The first time we kissed - right here in the living room - was in the afternoon.”
They smile at each other. John whispers, "Come here, idiot."
In the end afternoons do not seem that bad.
Next 221b: Rough and Tumble
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AN:
Today's prompt was 'afternoon'.
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
*sorry* *hangs head*
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Machen Leute ist auch nüscht peinlich... ;)
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A perfect way to turn the story. A perfect story.
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Thank you! <3
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Tea and biscuits? But it's the best way of spending an afternoon. The best way for an evening with a G rating anyway. :D
On a usual afternoon Lestrade is busy drinking coffee, eating doughnuts and ignoring his work. Mrs Hudson is taking a nap. John is reading the paper. Sherlock is pouting.
I love the way you juxtapose these sentences, it makes the last one even more funny: this is what routine is for each one of them. (I've just checked "routine" in my online dictionary and I've found out that you can say "rut" too. But I didn't. :D) Also, Lestrade is ignoring his work: "Not my division!" :D
The first time we kissed - right here in the living room -
But wasn't it at a crime scene? *is worried*
Aww, this is lovely. Now I'm going to imagine all the fluffy things they did on this sofa to make Sherlock like afternoons. ;-)
P.S. I watched the Perseid meteor shower tonight, without Sherlock or John unfortunately, but it reminded me of your 221B. I may be a tiny bit obsessed by this show! :D
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Technically that was only John kissing Sherlock. The first time THEY kissed was in the living room afterwards.
Did you actually see shooting stars? I tried it last year and didn't see a single one.
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*facepalms*
Of course you're right! Forgive my stupidity, that's what happens when you've just looked at the night sky for too long. But of course now you realize you must tell us more about THIS first kiss. *sniggers sardonically*
Yes, I did! I watched for about half an hour and I saw six shooting stars. Then I went inside because it was beautiful but a little boring after a while. :D
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Stop that sniggering, lady. I will melt your heart with that one! :P
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There's something wrong with Chocolamousse. Send an ambulance to her house immediately.
EMERGENCY EMERGENCY EMERGENCY.
She didn't quote and snigger at the line "Sherlock tosses on the sofa". She must be very VERY ill.
EMERGENCY EMERGENCY EMERGENCY.
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*frantically consults his English dictionary*
*realizes she was wrong by believing that only "toss off" was snigger-inducing*
*is deeply annoyed*
I don't know what you mean, Ariane. You should be in bed by this time anyway. Nevertheless, when you read the sentence with this meaning in mind, it makes perfect sense. I mean , who wouldn't look up? :D
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I was wondering if I used that correctly. And waiting for
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I just have a filthy mind. *
(* This has been today's Statement of the Bleedin' Obvious.)
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Read this^. Was like human equivalent of catnip.(purring and smiling now)Am sooo going to roll in it again.
"They smile at each other. John whispers,"Come here, idiot."
In the end afternoons do not seem so bad."
*Blinks* and smiles some more. AWWWWWW.
Thank you, Thank you, aaaand Thanks you some more 'cause this made my afternoon much brighter.*hugs* and *cheers*
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*hugs back*
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My fave list must be alredy ten pages long with this latest addition here. I loved it. Especially as I don't like afternoons either that much and Sunday afternoons are the worst.
I loved how John again made it all better. I loved how they smiled at each other and I swear I could see it before me.
*huggles this 221b and you*
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I have a gift. ;)
This comment makes me very happy! *hugs back*
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TOSSES!!!!
*giggles*
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Someone is 12... :P
(I'm so glad someone said it. I would've worried otherwise)