The Dying Detective: Just Desserts
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sherlock60Title: The Dying Detective: Just Desserts
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Perhaps some people will think twice about cruelly duping their best friends and long-suffering landladies. A sequel of sorts to last round's DYIN offering.
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“The oysters and champagne were sublime – wouldn’t you say, Mrs. Hudson?”
“Oh yes, Doctor. Very thoughtful to take me to Simpson’s with you!”
“And their beef – his broth isn’t too hot, is it?”
“Just tepid, Doctor, per your orders. Unsalted.”
“Can’t risk your health after three days of fast, Holmes. …Their beef roast was superb, of course.”
“…I hate you.”
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Perhaps some people will think twice about cruelly duping their best friends and long-suffering landladies. A sequel of sorts to last round's DYIN offering.
***
“The oysters and champagne were sublime – wouldn’t you say, Mrs. Hudson?”
“Oh yes, Doctor. Very thoughtful to take me to Simpson’s with you!”
“And their beef – his broth isn’t too hot, is it?”
“Just tepid, Doctor, per your orders. Unsalted.”
“Can’t risk your health after three days of fast, Holmes. …Their beef roast was superb, of course.”
“…I hate you.”
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