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Sherlock Texting War Valentine's Day Part 1
(Only SORT OF texting...quite a bit of it is talking. But Texting War is the original name, so Texting War it shall be called, if in name only)
SH: Heh heh. Guys, John's moping because it's Valentine's Day, and he doesn't have a date.
MH: Pffft. Is that all?
W: Thaaaaaaaaaanks.
SH: It's funny! You're being ridiculous.
W: It's okay for YOU. If you ever wanted to fall in love, Molly Hooper would still have a crush on you. So you could go to her.
SH: She what?
SH: Oh.
SH: EW.
MH: Ahaha.
SH: You too?
MH: Of course.
W: The Holmes boys, destined to be single and lonely all their lives.
SH: That's good, isn't it?
MH: Yes. That's very good.
W: For you, maybe. You don't care about anything except murders and politics.
SH: XP
MH: Ha.
JM: Hey! Is this a party for single lonely people who are happy about it?
SH: Welcome! You just arrived at it.
JM: Yay! Hey John.
W: *rolls eyes*
W: Honestly. I think you guys are alone in this. I doubt anyone else would WANT to join YOU-
L: Hey, is this a party for single lonely people?
W: ...Bye.
(Only SORT OF texting...quite a bit of it is talking. But Texting War is the original name, so Texting War it shall be called, if in name only)
SH: Heh heh. Guys, John's moping because it's Valentine's Day, and he doesn't have a date.
MH: Pffft. Is that all?
W: Thaaaaaaaaaanks.
SH: It's funny! You're being ridiculous.
W: It's okay for YOU. If you ever wanted to fall in love, Molly Hooper would still have a crush on you. So you could go to her.
SH: She what?
SH: Oh.
SH: EW.
MH: Ahaha.
SH: You too?
MH: Of course.
W: The Holmes boys, destined to be single and lonely all their lives.
SH: That's good, isn't it?
MH: Yes. That's very good.
W: For you, maybe. You don't care about anything except murders and politics.
SH: XP
MH: Ha.
JM: Hey! Is this a party for single lonely people who are happy about it?
SH: Welcome! You just arrived at it.
JM: Yay! Hey John.
W: *rolls eyes*
W: Honestly. I think you guys are alone in this. I doubt anyone else would WANT to join YOU-
L: Hey, is this a party for single lonely people?
W: ...Bye.
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Angels
Jump.
Jump.
Jump.
He threw the phone behind him, stood a little higher, saying to the angels, "Look. I am about to fall." He hated when people made that mistake- he wasn't going to fall, he was going to- no, he was- jumping.
Spreading his wings for the last time, he leaned towards the ground below.
And fell forward from the sky.
John, from the ground, stood helpless. His angel, he jumped.
And his glorious wings shattered, into the dust.
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Pet Names
It started out simply enough.
They were at St Bart's examining some soil samples for a case.
Sherlock was determined that they didn't belong in the house, where they were found and they were somehow linked to the killer. But they didn't match the samples that came from his footprints in another part of the house.
So they'd been here for about half an hour with Sherlock bent over the microscope muttering to himself. John had stopped trying to make sense of what he was saying after the first ten minutes and was now simply hovering over his shoulder, watching and waiting for his inevitable breakthrough.
Having heard they were working ther
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Reichenbach Texts
John?
The text message comes around 2 AM one night, from a blocked number. There's no indication who it's from. John sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes. 'Who the hell was texting him in the middle of the night?'
Who is this? -JW
The response, somewhat delayed after ten minutes or so of nothing, seems oddly diffident in tone.
You shouldn't be awake.
And yet I am. Now who the hell are you? -JW
Nothing and no one. This was a mistake.
He blinked at the texts, feeling a sharp pang in his chest. They sounded so much like Sherlock, but it couldn't- could it?
Why? -JW
There's another long pause before his phone blinks with a response.
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This is an old one. I know, it's not Valentine's Day, don't get your trenchcoat in a knot!
Right now, I feel compelled to write this up simply by the fact that BBC Sherlock shimejis--present company being four Johns, no FIVE Johns, one Lestrade, three Mycrofts, one Moriarty, and one very disgruntled looking Sherlock--are crawling around my screen.
Never mind. SIX Johns.
Right now, I feel compelled to write this up simply by the fact that BBC Sherlock shimejis--present company being four Johns, no FIVE Johns, one Lestrade, three Mycrofts, one Moriarty, and one very disgruntled looking Sherlock--are crawling around my screen.
Never mind. SIX Johns.
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I don't have a trenchcoat! Unfortunatly....