Fic: Another Birthday
Apr. 1st, 2008 12:29 amTitle: Another Birthday
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Pairing: Holmes/Watson
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, although actually in the public domain. No profit is intended.
Summary: Holmes forgets Watson’s birthday.
Author’s Note: Written for
the_callum. Happy birthday, my dear, dear twin. May this be your best year ever! Even though life has been crazy, I couldn’t let the day pass without writing you a little something. Enjoy!
Another birthday
Another birthday, all alone.
It’s not as if I expected anything, really. But Holmes’ complete lack of acknowledgment was, if I was honest with myself, hurtful.
Holmes was hurrying out of our sitting room as I made my way to breakfast. “Watson,” he exclaimed, sounding rather breathless, “Lestrade just telegraphed. I must hurry.”
“Would you care for some company?” I asked hopefully, willing to forego my food for a new adventure.
“That’s hardly necessary,” said he in a rather condescending tone. “Good bye.” Then he rushed out the door without another word.
Mrs. Hudson was effusive in her warm birthday wishes, but I was quite upset by Holmes’ disregard. I tried telling myself that he was busy and that he had just forgotten in his haste and excitement over a new case. I tried telling myself that it did not bother me that he hadn’t said, ‘Have a nice birthday,’ on his way out.
I knew that I was lying to myself.
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Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Pairing: Holmes/Watson
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, although actually in the public domain. No profit is intended.
Summary: Holmes forgets Watson’s birthday.
Author’s Note: Written for
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Another birthday
Another birthday, all alone.
It’s not as if I expected anything, really. But Holmes’ complete lack of acknowledgment was, if I was honest with myself, hurtful.
Holmes was hurrying out of our sitting room as I made my way to breakfast. “Watson,” he exclaimed, sounding rather breathless, “Lestrade just telegraphed. I must hurry.”
“Would you care for some company?” I asked hopefully, willing to forego my food for a new adventure.
“That’s hardly necessary,” said he in a rather condescending tone. “Good bye.” Then he rushed out the door without another word.
Mrs. Hudson was effusive in her warm birthday wishes, but I was quite upset by Holmes’ disregard. I tried telling myself that he was busy and that he had just forgotten in his haste and excitement over a new case. I tried telling myself that it did not bother me that he hadn’t said, ‘Have a nice birthday,’ on his way out.
I knew that I was lying to myself.
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