Hades Lord of the Dead's December Calendar Challenge of Awesomeness 2014-2015 - 2nd of December
[Prompt from cjnwriter]Prompt for the 2nd of December from cjnwriter - Christmas sweater.
I do not wear garish clothing. The ruddy brown suit with matching Inverness and deerstalker and the royal blue tie is more than colourful enough for my personal taste. This... garment... is more than a step too far and if I am holding it up at arm's length with an expression of disgust twisting at my lips, I can hardly be blamed. Ugh!
"I only wear knitwear when I am in disguise Lestrade. And even then, I most certainly do not wear patterns."
"It's for charity - we always have a Christmas charity event at the Yard. This year, the theme's Christmas sweaters."
"I am not coming as myself in that thing."
She laughs. "Ha! 'As yourself'! Who're you going as then?"
"I am not going at all!"
"Maybe I should've got you the one that says ' Bah Humbug' on it... What's the matter with you? You've been miserable for weeks!"
Give me strength! I slam my eyes shut and grind my teeth. "If you want a chap that will be a ray of sunshine at this miserable time of year, you should have had Watson returned to life!"
"You still miss him, don't you?"
How could I not, at this time of the year? The fellow did so love the Christmas season. Well, I am not going to be forced to give an answer. With a sigh, I remove my weskit and try on the woollen garment. It is at least warm. And rather comfortable.
"It suits you."
I give her a sharp glare. "For a good cause, I shall wear it once. It will then be given away or burnt - do I make myself clear?"
I do not wear garish clothing. The ruddy brown suit with matching Inverness and deerstalker and the royal blue tie is more than colourful enough for my personal taste. This... garment... is more than a step too far and if I am holding it up at arm's length with an expression of disgust twisting at my lips, I can hardly be blamed. Ugh!
"I only wear knitwear when I am in disguise Lestrade. And even then, I most certainly do not wear patterns."
"It's for charity - we always have a Christmas charity event at the Yard. This year, the theme's Christmas sweaters."
"I am not coming as myself in that thing."
She laughs. "Ha! 'As yourself'! Who're you going as then?"
"I am not going at all!"
"Maybe I should've got you the one that says ' Bah Humbug' on it... What's the matter with you? You've been miserable for weeks!"
Give me strength! I slam my eyes shut and grind my teeth. "If you want a chap that will be a ray of sunshine at this miserable time of year, you should have had Watson returned to life!"
"You still miss him, don't you?"
How could I not, at this time of the year? The fellow did so love the Christmas season. Well, I am not going to be forced to give an answer. With a sigh, I remove my weskit and try on the woollen garment. It is at least warm. And rather comfortable.
"It suits you."
I give her a sharp glare. "For a good cause, I shall wear it once. It will then be given away or burnt - do I make myself clear?"