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Farewell Blueberry Scones

Title: Farewell Blueberry Scones
Fandom: Sherlock
Characters: Sherlock, John
Rating:  G
Length: 503 words
Spoilers:  All episodes of Sherlock
Disclaimer: I own not the characters, nor the world. Not beta'd  
A / N:  Two fics in two days--I may be spending too much time at the computer..lol
Summary: "You're not going to let me read, are you?"

"John!! I require your assistance!”

“If it involves bodily injury, I prefer to take my chances with the criminals outside.” John calls from the sitting room.

Sherlock snorts. “I hardly compare to a criminal John. This is for the advancement of science. Frankly, they need all the help I can provide.”

“Yes, yes, they are all as dull and hopeless as the rest of us--fine.” Sherlock hears John rustling the paper. 

“I never said you were dull, nor hopeless John. I wouldn’t associate with those that need so much help. I require an extra hand, and since you are here...”

“You are not going to let me read are you?”

Sherlock smirks.

“Stop smirking, I can feel it from here you prat.” John soon appears at Sherlock’s side.

“Excellent. Hold this glass tubing steady while I anchor it to the table.” Sherlock fusses with metal clips he is attaching to the table.

“Wait, Sherlock—the table!!”

“Don’t move John, you will ruin everything. Mrs. Hudson can get another table.” Sherlock pauses for a moment “I believe it is the tenth one now, is there an anniversary for such things?”

John snorts. “Don’t be daft. She might withhold the blueberry scones you know.”

“Transport, John.” Sherlock looks up briefly “Wait, the blueberries she has perfectly frozen? Those?” He blows a curl out his eye and frowns. “She will recover.” Sherlock focuses on his clamps again.

“Almost had you.” John sighs. “What is the purpose of this one then?”

“I need to accelerate the particles of carbon in this tube, using the improvised power source I have acquired. Once I have a sufficient number of quarks I can prove—“

"Dammit Sherlock, are you saying you are making a Hadron Collider in our kitchen? That is not even possible. Wait, look who I am talking to. Where on earth did you find that power source it looks—tell me that is not Uranium on our poor table.”

“Of course not John, we do not have sufficient shielding here. I asked Mycroft for a favour, and he gave me this device.”

“What did you tell him? Or should I say threaten him with, if that even works with Mycroft.” John rubs his eyes in frustration.

“You would be surprised what Mycroft would do to keep me from his friends at the Diogenes club. There, you can lift your hand away now John.”

“Do I need a will drawn up for this experiment you madman?” Sherlock can see John struggling not to smile.

Sherlock pats his hand in an awkward conciliatory gesture. “No, but it would not be amiss for the future. I would advise you to stand back John, your jumper may suffer ill effects.”

“You don’t have enough protection for this either? Why are you even..”

Sherlock laughs and pulls John away from the table. “You worry too much John. Although, I hope you enjoyed the blueberry scone yesterday—it may be the last one we will see for a while.”


Sherlock’s thumb presses down on the remote as he grins at John.




( 15 comments — Leave a comment )
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Jan. 31st, 2011 09:19 pm (UTC)
As am I;)
Jan. 31st, 2011 09:15 pm (UTC)
Ahahahahahah... Oh Sherlock. Only you would build a THC *tiny hadron collider* in your kitchen. *snerk*

Poor John, he will miss those scones.

PS: I hope 221 is still there, I would hate for it to have been eaten by a small black hole or something.

Edited at 2011-01-31 09:16 pm (UTC)
Jan. 31st, 2011 09:18 pm (UTC)
lol Well, I am sure they can replace the kitchen;)
Jan. 31st, 2011 09:20 pm (UTC)
I had a acquaintance/co-worker build a railgun in his basement using old toaster & microwave parts, he shot a ball-bearing thru the basement wall and the engine block of a van parked beside the house. This story reminds me of that incident! John needs to check into that will or a life insurance policy! ^_^
Jan. 31st, 2011 10:04 pm (UTC)
Oh my. Innovative, but destructive..lol I have a good friend who had a similar roommate. John certainly should get a will, oh yes;)
Feb. 1st, 2011 12:58 am (UTC)
Sherlock is a bit of a nightmare. I can see myself living on that block (only because I live in a town like the Twilight Zone).

"Don't worry it's only a black hole, it only ate Mrs. Hudson's table again....for the 10th time.No worries, just don't step too close".

Funny story:)

Feb. 1st, 2011 01:19 am (UTC)
Hmm sounds like you might live in Eureka perhaps?;)

Someone should definitely make up a list of all the things that have befallen the flat due to Sherlockisms..lol

Glad you enjoyed:)
Feb. 1st, 2011 03:07 am (UTC)
I could really see this happening. Brilliant characterization.
Feb. 2nd, 2011 05:19 am (UTC)
*blushes* Oh thank you, I worry most about the tone of the characters:)
Feb. 1st, 2011 08:33 am (UTC)
Mwahaha! Loved it!

ps. besides the will John should look into getting some kevlar and/or protective suits like the bomb squads wear. ;-)
Feb. 2nd, 2011 05:20 am (UTC)
Oh he certainly should..lol Thank you:)
Feb. 6th, 2011 04:36 am (UTC)
y'know....you'd think Mycroft would know better than to let Sherlock play with toys like that....

poor John :D
Feb. 6th, 2011 04:44 am (UTC)
Unless it was part of some plot on Mycroft's part as well;)
Feb. 6th, 2011 04:45 am (UTC)
Of course Mycroft has access to a tabletop hadron collider. And of course he lets Sherlock play with it because he's an awesome big brother like that.
Feb. 6th, 2011 05:02 am (UTC)
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