Fairy Cake
BBC Sherlock
Length: 100 words
Spoilers: None
Rating: G
A little more of Christmas with the Holmeses.
White lights flickered. Snow fell outside the windows. Two blokes chatted by the fire.
"Sherlock doesn't believe in ghosts."
"I said he was thick."
John chuckled and licked peppermint icing from chocolate fairy cake. "D'you want some?" He held it out, knowing the answer.
"You're a rotten tosser."
"Language!" he scolded, laughing.
"Sherlock loves those. You'd better leave him some. Besides, you'll get fat eating them all yourself."
"Brat." John bit into cake and icing, letting the minty-sugary-chocolaty goodness coat his tongue--which he then stuck out.
Mad giggling. "Gross!"
John swallowed and smiled. "Happy Christmas, Sherrinford."
"Happy Christmas, John."
If you want a little background/context to this drabble, I suggest starting with
Family Tree, following that up with
Holiday Handful (particularly Gingerbread), and finishing off with
The Holiday Spirit.