Meet the Family 3 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 10:09:22 UTC
She didn’t notice until the car dropped him off again, looking bewildered, worried and utterly terrified.
“He knew everything,” he muttered as she gave him a glass of whiskey (it was always best to have strong spirits around when dealing with Mycroft, John had told her repeatedly, usually after his fifth glass). “Everything. My credit history, my past girlfriends, my parents, the kitten I had as a child. What I was thinking.”
She nodded and patted him on the shoulder. Having an omniscient Uncle was something she had come to terms with, but she could see how it might be a little disturbing to someone ordinary. Her boyfriend had, however, become used to Sherlock, so she was not entirely sure why he was so thrown by this. It might be the government connection. Some people did have problems when they realised that every conspiracy theory they had ever read was wrong, and this was the man in charge of it all. It was the umbrella, probably.
“Did he offer you money?”
“He offered me poison...”
“Ah.”
She made a mental note to have a quiet word with her Uncle Mycroft (this could usually be arranged by picking up a pay phone and saying ‘I know you can hear me’ repeatedly, a strategy Sherlock had taught her).
He was still shaking by the time they went to bed and she couldn’t help but wonder what he would do when he met her grandmother.
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Uh yeah, and I once swore I'd never write next gen fic again. And I got confused about the title half way through... and I couldn't think of a name for her and... right, going to go away and hide now.
Re: Meet the Family 3 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 10:58:47 UTC
Heh, thanks.
Realised after I'd finished it that I'd forgotten Harry *headdesk*. That's a whole other story, though... spending her eighteenth birthday getting hammered in a gay bar because that's exactly what John told Harry not to let her do.
Re: Meet the Family 3 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 11:19:12 UTC
Aargh. It ate half my comment.
That was meant to say:
Thanks!
If I thought I could write Harry at all, I'd try my hand at it, but I think it's best to leave it there. If someone else wants to write the Watson side, though, I will support them whole heartedly.
Re: Meet the Family 3 (end)rubicks_cubeAugust 31 2010, 11:09:40 UTC
Don't hide, that was awesome! It was so funny and spot on, I feel so sorry for the boyfriends though - they're clearly not as sturdy as John when it comes to mysterious government officials :D
Re: Meet the Family 3 (end)marill_chanAugust 31 2010, 12:57:48 UTC
There was nothing I didn't love about this story!! Uncle Mycroft was epic, Sherlock and John were epic, the daughter was amazingly darling! I love this so much, do you mind if I marry it?
Re: Meet the Family 3 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 13:00:30 UTC
Unlike Sherlock and John's daughter, this fic has no overprotective uncles for you to be kidnapped by. There's just me, and you have my full permission to do whatever you want with it. :)
Re: Meet the Family 3 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 14:17:06 UTC
I'm not much of a kid!fic person either (hence the hiding) but I could just see friends turning up and being 'ah, you're a bit mad' before Sherlock tells them all the ways he knows to kill a man with a balled up newspaper.
“He knew everything,” he muttered as she gave him a glass of whiskey (it was always best to have strong spirits around when dealing with Mycroft, John had told her repeatedly, usually after his fifth glass). “Everything. My credit history, my past girlfriends, my parents, the kitten I had as a child. What I was thinking.”
She nodded and patted him on the shoulder. Having an omniscient Uncle was something she had come to terms with, but she could see how it might be a little disturbing to someone ordinary. Her boyfriend had, however, become used to Sherlock, so she was not entirely sure why he was so thrown by this. It might be the government connection. Some people did have problems when they realised that every conspiracy theory they had ever read was wrong, and this was the man in charge of it all. It was the umbrella, probably.
“Did he offer you money?”
“He offered me poison...”
“Ah.”
She made a mental note to have a quiet word with her Uncle Mycroft (this could usually be arranged by picking up a pay phone and saying ‘I know you can hear me’ repeatedly, a strategy Sherlock had taught her).
He was still shaking by the time they went to bed and she couldn’t help but wonder what he would do when he met her grandmother.
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Uh yeah, and I once swore I'd never write next gen fic again. And I got confused about the title half way through... and I couldn't think of a name for her and... right, going to go away and hide now.
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Realised after I'd finished it that I'd forgotten Harry *headdesk*. That's a whole other story, though... spending her eighteenth birthday getting hammered in a gay bar because that's exactly what John told Harry not to let her do.
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That was meant to say:
Thanks!
If I thought I could write Harry at all, I'd try my hand at it, but I think it's best to leave it there. If someone else wants to write the Watson side, though, I will support them whole heartedly.
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so yeah, fab fic :) <3
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Very few people are. Also, they're a lot younger, and have less combat experience, which has got to count for something.
Thanks.
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Thanks.
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Seriously, I'm not much into kid!fic, but this is so *perfect*. Cute, hilarious, and IC. Perfect.
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Thanks :)
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this could usually be arranged by picking up a pay phone and saying ‘I know you can hear me’ repeatedly, a strategy Sherlock had taught her
Pff. XD That's so him.
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you've made my bad day so much better!
because this is amazing. really, really amzing.
thank you.
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