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Drabble (exactly 100 words) for my Drabble Meme (still taking requests, btw).

Written for sherlock2040 who requested Sherlock Holmes/John Watson - prompt: 'penguin', 'marshmallow' and 'sheep'

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“Of course, the penguin gave him away.”

“Now I know you’re making this up, Holmes. There is no way there was a penguin in the sheep field.”

“Watson, have some faith. The penguin had escaped and run wild.”

“Don’t you mean waddled wild? Really Holmes.”

“Why would I fabricate my tale?”

“To make me crazed?”

“If that was my goal, Watson, I would do that thing with my tongue.”

“Promises, promises. You—mmmm. Oh yes, do that thing with your tongue again.”

“Watson.”

“Yes.”

“You taste like marshmallow.”

“Good. Come here and have desert.”

“What a splendid idea, dear fellow.”

I finished the drabbles/ficlets from my meme. Woo hoo! They range in length from 100 to 350 words (basically, whatever came out of my head at the spur of the moment). Enjoy!

( Watson and women (Holmes POV) )

( Beachy old Holmes/Watson )

( Young Holmes/Watson: “to watch” )

( Harry Potter / Sherlock Holmes crossover )

( Holmes/Watson and a little bit of mystery with veratiserum from HP universe )

( Holmes/Watson: springtime )

Happy Birthday to rabidsamfan! (hey, it may be late, but it's still your birthday here in California, for another 3 hours and 8 minutes anyway).

To celebrate, here's a little slice (of life) drabble in Baker Street:

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Holmes eyed the cake suspiciously. “Do you honestly believe that Watson is going to eat that… monstrosity?”

Mrs. Hudson suppressed a sigh (and a desire to hit her tenant with a pan). “The Doctor enjoys my baking efforts.”

“There is no reason to deluge Watson with that confectionary nightmare simply because it is his birthday.”

“Just because you are some sort of abnormality who loathes chocolate doesn’t mean that he has to suffer!”

Watson burst in the room. “I say, Holmes, have you seen—oh my! Chocolate cake!”

Watson immediately cut a slice as Holmes shuddered and Mrs. Hudson beamed.

Just a few drabbles, inspired by the Valentine's Day Drabble (and Ficlet) Writing over on the Holmesslash Yahoo!Groups.

One is about Psycho!Mycroft (Sherlock's brother, who is too much fun to write as being dangerously nasty, even if he isn't at all appropriate for Valentine's Day). Exactly 100 words.


"I know how my brother intends to escape your clutches, leaving you caught instead."

"How much?"

"Not every man can be purchased, Mr. Moriarty."

"Every man has a price, Mr. Holmes."

I gave a tight smile. We understood each other. "Sherlock will be traveling with the Doctor, who is not to be harmed."

His lips pursed. "That may be unavoidable."

"No. You must find a way. I insist."

"Do you want him brought to you?"

"Unnecessary. He will be quite easy to… manipulate… once my brother is gone."

"Done."

I laid bare Sherlock's plans, salivating in anticipation of my own.
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And the other uses the prompts of slush, Mycroft, and pantaloons (although not particularly well, but hey, at least there are no psycho siblings). A schmaltzy double drabble (200 words).


I trudged through the slush. Mycroft had provided me with the answer yet again—`Well, if his pantaloons were as you say, then his assailant must have had an accomplice.' The fact that two men were involved significantly reduced the list of suspects and—

I stopped abruptly as I saw Watson making his way through the foul weather. He limped slightly, the dampness obviously bothering his wound.

I caught up with him and linked my arm with his. His smile of delight upon seeing me made my knees slightly weak. I wondered how he could affect me so.

"Holmes! How is everything with the case?"

"Nearly complete, my dear Watson. A few more enquiries and I believe we will have a successful resolution."

"Wonderful."

"Where are you heading to on a night such as this, Watson?"

He flushed slightly. "I was going to the tobacconist."

"Weren't you there just yesterday?" I asked, puzzled.

"Yes, but you are almost out of your strong shag. I wanted to make sure you had some on hand in case you were dealing with a two pipe problem."

The cold outside could in no way compete with the warmth I felt at my friend's care.
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*yawn* Off to bed for me now.

Well, I just wrote a cute little drabble in response to the hp100 "Open and Closed" challenge.

It's a Snarry piece, called Outside Snape's Door.

Enjoy.


ETA: I just wrote Part 2 of the Snarry drabble, called Inside Snape's Chamber, also located at the link above. OK, I'm stepping away from the computer now...