Fic: 221B - Wait a minute, Mister Postman
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anarionTitle: Wait a minute, Mister Postman
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: Two is company, three's a crowd
Today's prompt: America
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Wait a minute, Mister Postman
“Morning, Sherlock. I’m just going to get the post, then I’m going to make breakfast. You want some?”
“Post’s on the table. Tea please.”
John stops in the doorway, looks at Sherlock, shrugs and goes into the kitchen. A few days ago Sherlock suddenly started taking in the post and opening it first thing in the morning. John was impressed at first, then thought he might be waiting for one of his obscure deliveries, but now starts getting suspicious.
He takes the tea into the living room and sits down at the table, across from Sherlock. He knows that asking won’t get him anywhere, so he just looks at the other man until he lowers the paper, frowns at him and snaps, “What?”
“You know what.”
“There was a letter.”
“A letter.”
“To you.”
John sighs inwardly. This is going to take a while.
In the end he coaxes Sherlock into telling him that he accidentally opened a letter to John and found an invitation for a medical conference in America. Because he didn’t want John to go he tried to hide the letter and possible follow-ups.
“What made you think I would want to go?”
“I didn’t think.”
“Clearly. But you stole my post. I think as compensation you...”
“I’m not cleaning the kitchen”, Sherlock says without missing a beat.
Next 221b: Great Expectations
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AN:
Today's prompt was 'America'.
I'm watching the Avengers right now and am giggling every time Captain AMERICA shows up. What do you mean, easily amused???
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Date: 2012-09-21 08:12 pm (UTC)I mean, we would eventually give John back...
Eventually. ;-)
Silly boy!
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Date: 2012-09-22 09:30 pm (UTC)Would use John to lure Sherlock to America.
(I am a bad person, having a very happy *daydream* right now, but still *bad person*)
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Date: 2012-09-22 11:14 pm (UTC)* joins you in wicked daydreaming *
*grins*
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Date: 2012-09-22 11:28 pm (UTC)We can plot later!
Then look all innocent at outraged expressions and shouts of "Hey cut that out, stop that!"
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Date: 2012-09-21 08:15 pm (UTC)Cleaning the kitchen is not exactly the kind of compensation I was thinking about. *sniggers* Hey, I can snigger, it's the weekend! (What do you mean, "With you it's the weekend everyday"?)
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Date: 2012-09-21 08:28 pm (UTC)Brilliant! Love this one. The concept is good and the characterisation excellent - and I adore Sherlock's quick-fire answer at the end, I can really hear that :D
Bravo!
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Date: 2012-09-22 08:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-22 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-22 09:20 pm (UTC)(You and the dialogue,'scuse me I'll be down here on the floor laughing.)
Don't know if I should wibble or squee at Insecure Sherlock and his (felony) post stealing, will go with AWWW,'cause he didn't want John to leave.
This was sweet and funny and slighly illegal. perfect.
wanders off humming 'Mr. Postman'"there must be some word today, from my boyfriend so far away....."
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Date: 2012-09-26 06:18 pm (UTC)Oh Sherlock, I could think of something else you could do to apologize. Somehow it also involves you getting on your hands and knees...
Wednesday, September 26th, 2012
Date: 2012-09-27 12:26 am (UTC)