A Case Study in Drabbles (Blimey)
Title: Blimey
Fandom: Sherlock
Characters: Sherlock, Evera Holmes
Summary: On Birthday gifts...
Author's Notes: And now, making her first appearance in "A Case Study in Drabbles", Evera Holmes! Evie is from my other story, "The Red-Headed Murder League" and people seem to like her! Hooray for likable OCs!
This story is inspired by a gift I'd gotten by switching banks. The item was something I'd made fun of for a long time, but now that I have one, I absolutely adore it.
*** The birthday gift was meant to be a gag; Evie figured that Sherlock would look at the item in disgust and either use it to clean his chemistry set or set it a blaze and toss it out the window. The latter would have been amusing and would have been well worth the thirteen pounds she spent on the thing. She was quite surprised, however, when her uncle smiled politely and thanked her for the gift. No faces, no remarks; just simple and sincere sounding gratitude.
She didn’t see the gift for some time after that and always assumed that he had just thrown it away or given it to John to dispose of. She couldn’t say that she blamed him, it was intended as a gag after all… she’d already bought and given him a real one, a set of spare stings for his violin; he wouldn’t have been able to hide his delight from a blind man.
It surprised her, however, when she came into the sitting room he shared with John and saw him sitting in his favorite chair with the gift in use.
“You’re actually using that?” she asked, amazement in her voice.
“Of course,” he replied. “It’s quite practical on a cold day like today.” Evie shook her head and smiled.
“You, wearing a Snuggie… blimey.”
Fandom: Sherlock
Characters: Sherlock, Evera Holmes
Summary: On Birthday gifts...
Author's Notes: And now, making her first appearance in "A Case Study in Drabbles", Evera Holmes! Evie is from my other story, "The Red-Headed Murder League" and people seem to like her! Hooray for likable OCs!
This story is inspired by a gift I'd gotten by switching banks. The item was something I'd made fun of for a long time, but now that I have one, I absolutely adore it.
*** The birthday gift was meant to be a gag; Evie figured that Sherlock would look at the item in disgust and either use it to clean his chemistry set or set it a blaze and toss it out the window. The latter would have been amusing and would have been well worth the thirteen pounds she spent on the thing. She was quite surprised, however, when her uncle smiled politely and thanked her for the gift. No faces, no remarks; just simple and sincere sounding gratitude.
She didn’t see the gift for some time after that and always assumed that he had just thrown it away or given it to John to dispose of. She couldn’t say that she blamed him, it was intended as a gag after all… she’d already bought and given him a real one, a set of spare stings for his violin; he wouldn’t have been able to hide his delight from a blind man.
It surprised her, however, when she came into the sitting room he shared with John and saw him sitting in his favorite chair with the gift in use.
“You’re actually using that?” she asked, amazement in her voice.
“Of course,” he replied. “It’s quite practical on a cold day like today.” Evie shook her head and smiled.
“You, wearing a Snuggie… blimey.”