The Missing Three-Quarter: Scab
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Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: Crack.
Summary: Some blokes need to be reminded to keep to their own patch.
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“You wished to see me?” Pompey wagged his tail, eager.
“Yeh.” The lurcher-spaniel stubbed out his cigar-end. “There’s only one nose as works for Mr. Holmes in this empire, sunshine, and yer lookin’ at ‘im. ”
The beagle-foxhound drooped. “But my orders!”
“Next time act like ye got rabies if you got to. But you don’t work for Holmes again.”
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Date: 2017-03-26 12:56 pm (UTC)Toby! Bad boy! ^__^ I must admit, on the contrary, I rather like the idea of Holmes having a dog network - everywhere he goes there's a hound ready and waiting to assist at a moment's notice.
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Date: 2017-03-26 03:12 pm (UTC)Poor Pompey, though.
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