Annoyances
Title: Annoyances
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Characters: J. Watson, M. Holmes, OCs (Ianto and Merrilyn Holmes)
Table: Five
Prompt: #69. Piss
Word Count: 327 words
Rating: PG
Summary: "Look, Ianto, doesn't that look like the same handwriting on the note?"
Author's Notes: Warnings, AU (unexpected), female!Watson, married!Holmes. Part Two of Four.
Mycroft eyed his niece and nephew as though he expected them to jump from their seats and throw his neatly ordered office into disarray at any moment as he asked his sister-in-law why she had come to see him.
"Sherlock is missing, and I was directed to come here, to Whitehall in my quest to find him," Watson explained.
"Directed?" Mycroft asked.
Watson handed him the note that had led her to Whitehall.
Mycroft inspected the note closely, but wasn't able to learn anything more from it than Watson herself.
While the two adults were focused on the note, Merrilyn and Ianto carefully went through their uncle's post, which he had not yet had the chance to open himself, distracted as he had been by their arrival.
"Look, Ianto, doesn't that look like the same handwriting on the note?" Merrilyn asked, holding up a slip of paper for her brother to see.
"Yeah, it does, Merry," Ianto agreed.
"Let's show it to Mama and Uncle Mycroft," Merrilyn decided.
"Mama! Mama, look at what we found!" Ianto called out, Merrilyn waving the note in the air as he spoke.
"Bring it here, Merry," Watson calmly directed her daughter.
Merrilyn immediately did as she was told, and Watson read aloud the message the slip of paper contained.
"So your sharp eyes have led you to Whitehall,
Where brother-in-law reigns over all but in name.
This next clue I will not make you work as hard for,
At least not with your eyes.
From Whitehall to Whitechapel,
Sherlock Holmes knows every route between them,
But do you know the right route to take?
Here's a hint, if you need it:
The doctor knows it well," she read.
"Some hint," grumbled Mycroft dismissively.
"No, I know exactly which route they're talking about, Mycroft," Watson quickly replied.
"You do, Mama?" Ianto and Merrilyn asked eagerly.
Watson nodded.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" demanded Merrilyn. "Let's go!"
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Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Characters: J. Watson, M. Holmes, OCs (Ianto and Merrilyn Holmes)
Table: Five
Prompt: #69. Piss
Word Count: 327 words
Rating: PG
Summary: "Look, Ianto, doesn't that look like the same handwriting on the note?"
Author's Notes: Warnings, AU (unexpected), female!Watson, married!Holmes. Part Two of Four.
Mycroft eyed his niece and nephew as though he expected them to jump from their seats and throw his neatly ordered office into disarray at any moment as he asked his sister-in-law why she had come to see him.
"Sherlock is missing, and I was directed to come here, to Whitehall in my quest to find him," Watson explained.
"Directed?" Mycroft asked.
Watson handed him the note that had led her to Whitehall.
Mycroft inspected the note closely, but wasn't able to learn anything more from it than Watson herself.
While the two adults were focused on the note, Merrilyn and Ianto carefully went through their uncle's post, which he had not yet had the chance to open himself, distracted as he had been by their arrival.
"Look, Ianto, doesn't that look like the same handwriting on the note?" Merrilyn asked, holding up a slip of paper for her brother to see.
"Yeah, it does, Merry," Ianto agreed.
"Let's show it to Mama and Uncle Mycroft," Merrilyn decided.
"Mama! Mama, look at what we found!" Ianto called out, Merrilyn waving the note in the air as he spoke.
"Bring it here, Merry," Watson calmly directed her daughter.
Merrilyn immediately did as she was told, and Watson read aloud the message the slip of paper contained.
"So your sharp eyes have led you to Whitehall,
Where brother-in-law reigns over all but in name.
This next clue I will not make you work as hard for,
At least not with your eyes.
From Whitehall to Whitechapel,
Sherlock Holmes knows every route between them,
But do you know the right route to take?
Here's a hint, if you need it:
The doctor knows it well," she read.
"Some hint," grumbled Mycroft dismissively.
"No, I know exactly which route they're talking about, Mycroft," Watson quickly replied.
"You do, Mama?" Ianto and Merrilyn asked eagerly.
Watson nodded.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" demanded Merrilyn. "Let's go!"
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