“The thing is that I wouldn’t put you drugging my tea past you.” Ahem.
“Can I get Sherlock?” asked Lestrade. Oh my God, Mycroft was right, Greg is in league with Moriarty! :D
“This is confidential?” John asked, and was finally able to look up at Lestrade, waving the paper around violently. “This is confidential? No, it’s not! It’s going to be splashed all over the Internet in twenty minutes’ time! If it hasn’t been already! And it’s not even true.” BUT WHAT IS IT? *is emotionally involved*
“It’s positive,” answered John. “For steroids.” *gasps* I didn't see that coming. (As usual, yes.) Moriarty, you bastard.
“Because I have faith in the truth and justice of the Major League Baseball disciplinary system,” replied Sherlock, loftily. This is so convincing.
“On Moriarty? Nothing. On the Commissioner of Baseball? Oh, quite a delightful amount.” Oh Mycroft, blackmail is such a bad thing, you should be ashamed. *lies* **wants to hug Mycroft who stands up for his baby brother* *supports blackmail fervently*
he was being occupied by the rest of the bullpen, who were dousing him in champagne. Sherlock wasn’t sure if this was a sign of affection or a sign of resentment. I hope they want to drown him. Or get him drunk to death. Too bad they didn't succeed in knocking him out with the stopper when they uncorked the bottle.
“But what did you do?” John persisted. “My job,” Sherlock replied, and wanted to touch him. That reminds me of when Sherlock told Fiona that his job was to protect John, and when John told Sherlock's mother that his job was to defend Sherlock. Both are so true.
He wasn’t going to need any help. He had it all covered. Well, this is not ominous at all. I'm completely reassured. We know that Sherlock's total self-confidence is always well-founded. *angsts*
I hope you're aware that sex will be required when John gets out of the shower. There are so many jinxes to fix preventively (so, it can't be only 307 seconds) and John needs to be cheered up. Also, please remember that if there is sex but you don't write about it, the jinx-fixing doesn't work. (What?) :D
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Ahem.
“Can I get Sherlock?” asked Lestrade.
Oh my God, Mycroft was right, Greg is in league with Moriarty! :D
“This is confidential?” John asked, and was finally able to look up at Lestrade, waving the paper around violently. “This is confidential? No, it’s not! It’s going to be splashed all over the Internet in twenty minutes’ time! If it hasn’t been already! And it’s not even true.”
BUT WHAT IS IT? *is emotionally involved*
“It’s positive,” answered John. “For steroids.”
*gasps* I didn't see that coming. (As usual, yes.) Moriarty, you bastard.
“Because I have faith in the truth and justice of the Major League Baseball disciplinary system,” replied Sherlock, loftily.
This is so convincing.
“What’s up, Doc?” asked Moriarty, casually.
Somebody please shoot this rabbit.
“On Moriarty? Nothing. On the Commissioner of Baseball? Oh, quite a delightful amount.”
Oh Mycroft, blackmail is such a bad thing, you should be ashamed. *lies* **wants to hug Mycroft who stands up for his baby brother* *supports blackmail fervently*
he was being occupied by the rest of the bullpen, who were dousing him in champagne. Sherlock wasn’t sure if this was a sign of affection or a sign of resentment.
I hope they want to drown him. Or get him drunk to death. Too bad they didn't succeed in knocking him out with the stopper when they uncorked the bottle.
“But what did you do?” John persisted.
“My job,” Sherlock replied, and wanted to touch him.
That reminds me of when Sherlock told Fiona that his job was to protect John, and when John told Sherlock's mother that his job was to defend Sherlock. Both are so true.
He wasn’t going to need any help. He had it all covered.
Well, this is not ominous at all. I'm completely reassured. We know that Sherlock's total self-confidence is always well-founded. *angsts*
I hope you're aware that sex will be required when John gets out of the shower. There are so many jinxes to fix preventively (so, it can't be only 307 seconds) and John needs to be cheered up. Also, please remember that if there is sex but you don't write about it, the jinx-fixing doesn't work. (What?) :D