Title: The Dying Detective: Quick, Man, If You Love Me
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: Crack and postulations galore.
Summary: Quick, yes. Just not the man nor the love you were expecting.
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“Coals of fire, Holmes – coals of…” Culverton Smith paused. “Did your bedstead thump?”
“Oysters!” the malingerer gasped, and flung up his hand as if in delirium to strike the headboard.
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"It was really your fault, Holmes,” Watson insisted, rumpled and unrepentant.
Lestrade, equally rumpled, nodded. “If you will have both the Doctor and myself confined in the same small space…”
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: Crack and postulations galore.
Summary: Quick, yes. Just not the man nor the love you were expecting.
***
“Coals of fire, Holmes – coals of…” Culverton Smith paused. “Did your bedstead thump?”
“Oysters!” the malingerer gasped, and flung up his hand as if in delirium to strike the headboard.
#
"It was really your fault, Holmes,” Watson insisted, rumpled and unrepentant.
Lestrade, equally rumpled, nodded. “If you will have both the Doctor and myself confined in the same small space…”
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Date: 2017-12-17 07:14 pm (UTC)That is just a perfect reinterpretation of that sentence ^__^
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