I don't recall saying that reciting my voluntary lack of knowledge concerning planets, solar systems, and the like was part of the bet. [SO not amused] Taking artistic licenses a bit too far, as always, John.
Please. If you want to go with that argument, my specifying absolutely everything you are allowed to say and not say would take up an ungodly amount of time. Your logic is flawed.
There's a clear implication, that being that you promote me. The last sentence appears to do the opposite, as we- no, as I know how much people put stock into completely irrelevant data, even though it does them no good. Mere clutter.
[That ended up being a rant, didn't it? Well. That's what happens when you poke at his ego for all the ship to see.]
I posted it back in London for the whole world to see and you didn't get this upset. [He didn't think you were going to take it this hard. Okay, deep breath, try to explain.]
Sherlock, you're brilliant. Anyone who spends any time listening to you knows you're brilliant. One little detail like this isn't going to suddenly make anyone think you're stupid.
[...I didn't get this upset? I threw a hissy fit and told you to stop inflicting your opinions on the world. But he won't comment on it, it's besides the point.]
[Sherlock doesn't care what anyone else thinks. He cares about what you think. Not that he'll admit to this, because it's frustrating. Highly annoying.]
That's not the point, and even so, why bother adding it in the first place?
[okay, okay. Calm down, Sherlock. This has happened before with John; the man is predictable and dull, it's only natural that he does it again. The mundane ones do love habit.]
[John is a little thrown, because it's just a little inside joke between friends, right?
Or maybe that's the problem.]
I added it because I think of it as a joke between the two of us. It was just meant to wind you up a bit. We both know there's not much I can tease you about, with you being so bloody brilliant and all.
A joke? [What's John going on about now? A joke? Is that the only reason why he added it? To 'wind him up'?
He peers at the man, trying to decide what to think of it. He knew that poking fun at the detective was at times a sure path to a childish outburst. So why bother? Familiarity? Friendship?
...Well. Maybe that's fine, then. (The being bloody brilliant remark helped a little, too.)]
[Doesn't mean Sherlock still won't act exasperated.]
You may have a point. Hard for a man such as yourself to find fault with someone rightfully more brilliant. I should expect you to point out one small detail, no matter how tiny or vapid it might be.
Yes, I have to get my fun where I can. [That sounds like defensive snark, and John is quite used to being called an idiot, so he's not going to argue the point.]
Because seriously, did you have to add the part about the solar system in there. Never mind everything else.]
John.
[this. face.]
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A wonderful promotion for me. Truly stunning. I do have a problem with one of the sentences though.
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Oh? Which one?
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You said if I lost the bet, and I quote, "You post on the network, declaring my superior intelligence and praising my methods of logical deduction."
That's all we agreed to.
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There's a clear implication, that being that you promote me. The last sentence appears to do the opposite, as we- no, as I know how much people put stock into completely irrelevant data, even though it does them no good. Mere clutter.
[That ended up being a rant, didn't it? Well. That's what happens when you poke at his ego for all the ship to see.]
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Sherlock, you're brilliant. Anyone who spends any time listening to you knows you're brilliant. One little detail like this isn't going to suddenly make anyone think you're stupid.
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[Sherlock doesn't care what anyone else thinks. He cares about what you think. Not that he'll admit to this, because it's frustrating. Highly annoying.]
That's not the point, and even so, why bother adding it in the first place?
[okay, okay. Calm down, Sherlock. This has happened before with John; the man is predictable and dull, it's only natural that he does it again. The mundane ones do love habit.]
I suppose you fancy yourself clever.
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Or maybe that's the problem.]
I added it because I think of it as a joke between the two of us. It was just meant to wind you up a bit. We both know there's not much I can tease you about, with you being so bloody brilliant and all.
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He peers at the man, trying to decide what to think of it. He knew that poking fun at the detective was at times a sure path to a childish outburst. So why bother? Familiarity? Friendship?
...Well. Maybe that's fine, then. (The being bloody brilliant remark helped a little, too.)]
[Doesn't mean Sherlock still won't act exasperated.]
You may have a point. Hard for a man such as yourself to find fault with someone rightfully more brilliant. I should expect you to point out one small detail, no matter how tiny or vapid it might be.
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Did you see the advert?
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