Two for the price of one!
Canon Story: Silver Blaze
Title: Four Days Later
Author:
scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “I follow my own methods, and tell as much or as little as I choose.”
Baker Street
“And that’s that, Watson!” smiled Holmes. “The Colonel has his horse and the explanation of his trainer’s death. All loose ends neatly tied up..!”
Dartmoor Prison
“Any news?” cried Fitzroy Simpson.
“Still hoping to get away with it?”
The warder sneered.
“If Mr. Holmes had deduced someone else was the murderer, he would have informed the police immediately.”
Canon Story: Silver Blaze
Title: Silver Blaze of Glory
Author:
scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “You have only to wash his face and his leg in spirits of wine, and you will find that he is the same old Silver Blaze as ever.”
Holmes’s voice travelled out from the bathroom.
“It’s not that I’m vain…”
“Of course not...” Watson studied the Sussex Chronicle’s racing page.
“But one single grey streak looks ridiculous!”
Holmes opened the door.
“What do you think?”
“I think…”
The dye was all over the towel, the sink—and Holmes’s ears.
Watson smiled.
“...it’s still a splendid mane of hair.”
Canon Story: Silver Blaze
Title: Four Days Later
Author:
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “I follow my own methods, and tell as much or as little as I choose.”
Baker Street
“And that’s that, Watson!” smiled Holmes. “The Colonel has his horse and the explanation of his trainer’s death. All loose ends neatly tied up..!”
Dartmoor Prison
“Any news?” cried Fitzroy Simpson.
“Still hoping to get away with it?”
The warder sneered.
“If Mr. Holmes had deduced someone else was the murderer, he would have informed the police immediately.”
Canon Story: Silver Blaze
Title: Silver Blaze of Glory
Author:
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “You have only to wash his face and his leg in spirits of wine, and you will find that he is the same old Silver Blaze as ever.”
Holmes’s voice travelled out from the bathroom.
“It’s not that I’m vain…”
“Of course not...” Watson studied the Sussex Chronicle’s racing page.
“But one single grey streak looks ridiculous!”
Holmes opened the door.
“What do you think?”
“I think…”
The dye was all over the towel, the sink—and Holmes’s ears.
Watson smiled.
“...it’s still a splendid mane of hair.”
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Date: 2016-05-01 12:00 pm (UTC)And it's always Watson's towel ^_^