An Epic BBC Sherlock/Big Bang Theory
Written for shaitanah at comment_fic.
Fandom: BBC Sherlock/Big Band Theory
Pairings/characters: Sherlock, John, Sheldon, Leonard
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Prompt: John and Leonard, discussing Sherlock and Sheldon: "Don't you two have a roommate agreement?"
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“Don’t you two have a roommate agreement?”
John blinked and tilted his head, frowning thoughtfully. “I wish such a thing would work. Sherlock is allergic to rules, and guidelines and anything even remotely related to restrictions.”
Leonard shrugged and passed the doctor a cup of tea. “Imagine that. Sheldon is so in love with them that he has rules on how to correctly use the restroom.”
“I wish I could be surprised to hear that.” John said, amused as he watched Sherlock make a derisive snort in Sheldon’s direction that the scientist rightfully returned.
The two genius’ were really rather too similar. They were both used to being the most intelligent in any room and as such they argued more then anything. Still, it was fun to watch. Fun in that back and forth tennis match of a train wreck kind of way.
“Is it bad of me to be getting so much amusement over this?” Leonard mused from beside John on the couch.
John laughed, briefly gaining Sherlock’s attention before Sheldon said something particularly biting that prompted the consulting detective’s responding ire. “Not at all, I find myself in that exact boat. Though, Sherlock is going to be insufferable for hours after we leave.”
“Oh God, that is so true.” Leonard groaned, only slightly grinning. “Sheldon is going to rant and mutter all night and probably barge in on me randomly throughout the night.”
“At least he won’t wake you up at three o’clock in the morning by making his violin scream like a dying cat.”
“True.”
John sipped from the tea, too American and not quite right but passable for now. “Who’s idea was it again to introduce those two?”
“Ours mutually, I think.”
“We’re idiots.” John said mildly and Leonard snickered.
“Yeah, we really are. You would think we’d have learned by now.”
“We can’t all be genius’.”
“Amen to that.” Leonard agreed.
In the adjoining kitchen, Sherlock and Sheldon bickered like children as their respective friends watched in unrelenting amusement.
Fandom: BBC Sherlock/Big Band Theory
Pairings/characters: Sherlock, John, Sheldon, Leonard
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Prompt: John and Leonard, discussing Sherlock and Sheldon: "Don't you two have a roommate agreement?"
xxxxxxx
“Don’t you two have a roommate agreement?”
John blinked and tilted his head, frowning thoughtfully. “I wish such a thing would work. Sherlock is allergic to rules, and guidelines and anything even remotely related to restrictions.”
Leonard shrugged and passed the doctor a cup of tea. “Imagine that. Sheldon is so in love with them that he has rules on how to correctly use the restroom.”
“I wish I could be surprised to hear that.” John said, amused as he watched Sherlock make a derisive snort in Sheldon’s direction that the scientist rightfully returned.
The two genius’ were really rather too similar. They were both used to being the most intelligent in any room and as such they argued more then anything. Still, it was fun to watch. Fun in that back and forth tennis match of a train wreck kind of way.
“Is it bad of me to be getting so much amusement over this?” Leonard mused from beside John on the couch.
John laughed, briefly gaining Sherlock’s attention before Sheldon said something particularly biting that prompted the consulting detective’s responding ire. “Not at all, I find myself in that exact boat. Though, Sherlock is going to be insufferable for hours after we leave.”
“Oh God, that is so true.” Leonard groaned, only slightly grinning. “Sheldon is going to rant and mutter all night and probably barge in on me randomly throughout the night.”
“At least he won’t wake you up at three o’clock in the morning by making his violin scream like a dying cat.”
“True.”
John sipped from the tea, too American and not quite right but passable for now. “Who’s idea was it again to introduce those two?”
“Ours mutually, I think.”
“We’re idiots.” John said mildly and Leonard snickered.
“Yeah, we really are. You would think we’d have learned by now.”
“We can’t all be genius’.”
“Amen to that.” Leonard agreed.
In the adjoining kitchen, Sherlock and Sheldon bickered like children as their respective friends watched in unrelenting amusement.