((It's my first time writing Sherlock. Hope you like it.))
John walks into the kitchen holding his head. He knew it was a bad idea when Sherlock decided to have a drinking game. He hears a strange noise and looks down on the floor, a crab is crawling away from him.
"Sherlock!" John turns around and looks at Sherlock who is lounging on the couch, "What is a crab doing in our kitchen?"
Sherlock glances up, "He lives here now. I texted you this morning about it. I've kept a detailed record of last night."
"Sherlock, it's 10 in the morning. I haven't looked at my phone," John says, sighing, "By the way, why do we have a crab?"
Sherlock sits up and looks at John, "After leaving the bar, we pasted by a pet store where you stated that you never had a pet. We had a conversation about it and decided that a pet needed to be something out of the ordinary."
"And a cat wouldn't do?" John interrupts. He shakes his head and tries to remember what happened last night, "I honestly can't remember this."
"Yes, well you probably can't remember anything from the amount of alcohol you consumed. The crab doesn't have name yet so I've been calling him crab," states Sherlock.
John shakes his head and goes back into the kitchen. He sincerely hopes that the crab and...the mimosas on the table will make sense eventually.
John walks into the kitchen holding his head. He knew it was a bad idea when Sherlock decided to have a drinking game. He hears a strange noise and looks down on the floor, a crab is crawling away from him.
"Sherlock!" John turns around and looks at Sherlock who is lounging on the couch, "What is a crab doing in our kitchen?"
Sherlock glances up, "He lives here now. I texted you this morning about it. I've kept a detailed record of last night."
"Sherlock, it's 10 in the morning. I haven't looked at my phone," John says, sighing, "By the way, why do we have a crab?"
Sherlock sits up and looks at John, "After leaving the bar, we pasted by a pet store where you stated that you never had a pet. We had a conversation about it and decided that a pet needed to be something out of the ordinary."
"And a cat wouldn't do?" John interrupts. He shakes his head and tries to remember what happened last night, "I honestly can't remember this."
"Yes, well you probably can't remember anything from the amount of alcohol you consumed. The crab doesn't have name yet so I've been calling him crab," states Sherlock.
John shakes his head and goes back into the kitchen. He sincerely hopes that the crab and...the mimosas on the table will make sense eventually.
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