The Three Garridebs: Recovery

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Canon Story: The Three Garridebs
Title: Recovery
Author: trillsabells
Rating: G

“There’s no need for all this fuss.”

“There would be no fuss if you would consent to my assistance.”

“I am fine, Holmes. I could go up and down these stairs all day if you would let me.”

“Watson, of all the mysteries in the world there is one I will never solve. Why do doctors make the worst patients?”

The Three Garridebs: Good Copy/Wild West

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Canon Story: The Adventure of the Three Garridebs
Title: Good Copy/Wild West
Author: scfrankles
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: It may have been a comedy, or it may have been a tragedy.
So, one of each.


Good Copy: It may help to read this one out loud. (It may help…)


An Englishman, an American and a gentleman of French extraction walk into a 60 word story…

“How did you escape?” wondered Holmes aloud, closing in on Watson’s assailant.

“My dear sir,” retorted Evans, “it may surprise you…”

“Nothing surprises me,” said Holmes.

Watson burst in. “Holmes, wait! This isn’t Killer: it’s his virtuous twin brother!”

“Oh,” said Holmes. “‘Good’ Evans.”




Wild West: “If our Wild West friend tries to live up to his nickname, we must be ready for him.”
A Wild West AU.


Doc Watson and Kid Holmes: notorious throughout the West.

Well, two against one didn’t seem fair. Evans drew without warning, instinctively aiming for the better marksman.

A hit. Watson clutched at his leg.

But just a graze, goddamn it. Evans swivelled towards the Kid, caught the fierce look and froze.

Turns out Doc’s main protection wasn’t his gun after all.

The Three Garridebs: Penny Dreadful

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Canon Story: The Adventure of The Three Garridebs
Title: Penny Dreadful
Author: capt_facepalm
Characters: Mr Sherlock Holmes, Dr John Watson
Rating: G
Author's Notes: (...there's something lurking beneath the floorboards... "Oh, hello"...)


‘Watson, you were gunned-down by a genuine Wild West gunslinger from one of your yellow-backed novels!’

‘Luckily you managed to cosh him on the head. I didn’t even manage one shot for his two. I must be getting old.’

‘Perhaps we should reconsider retirement. Criminals these days have traded cleverness for violence.’

‘What, and give up my bullet-wound collecting hobby?’

.oOOo.