Pennswoods

hedwig-dordt:

pati79:

valeria2067:

sherlockbbc:

WAIT
ARE THEY.. ARE THEY StaNDING ON THE cOUCH???!

I think they ARE standing on the couch!  

In fact, THIS REQUIRES A FICLET!

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Sherlock is pacing the floor in front of the sofa, arms flailing, angry comments about incompetent yarders spewing from his lips, his feet nearly stepping on those of a rather amused John Watson.

“Right,” John huffs. He steps up onto the sofa’s leather seat cushion and stands with his back against the wall.

Sherlock stops in mid-pace. “John, what are you doing?

“I’m conducting an experiment, Sherlock.”

“YOU’RE conducting an experiment?  What sort of experiment requires you to stand on our sofa?”

“Call it a personality test.  Or a test of endurance. For you.”

A frown creases Sherlock’s brow, and his lips turn down a bit at the corners. “And just what do you expect to prove, John?”

John smiles and looks away for a moment before meeting Sherlock’s eyes again. “I expect to prove, Sherlock, that you can’t even function in the same room with me if I seem taller than you.”

Sherlock rolls his eyes. “How very immature. I thought you were above that, Doctor.”

“Oh, I’m above EVERYTHING right now. It’s quite nice, this view.” John laughs and looks at his wristwatch. “Go on, then. Do your deduction thing. I’ll just wait right here, shall I?”

“You actually think I care about our height?”

John smirks, his tongue filling out one side of his cheek. “Prove me wrong.”

I takes less than six minutes for Sherlock to find himself standing next to John on the couch, directly between his flatmate and a bullet-ridden spray-painted smiley face.

John makes a point of saying absolutely nothing.

“Shut up,” replies Sherlock

That was….

Godtiss, we really need season 3

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