FILL: The Opposite of Afterglow
anonymous
March 19 2011, 06:54:25 UTC
(For clarification purposes: You are standing at the foot of the bed. From your left to your right, you see Mycroft, Lestrade, Sherlock, and John.)
John: There are too many people in this bed. Sherlock: It was your idea. John: It bloody well was not. Shove over. Sherlock: There’s nowhere to go. John: Well, if I take a deep breath, I’ll fall out, so shove over. Maneuvering ensues. Lestrade: Ow. Mycroft: What? Lestrade: Your elbow. Mycroft: What about it? Lestrade: It's digging into my side. Mycroft: That’s not my elbow. John: Oh, please. Mycroft: I mean, it’s not my elbow. Lestrade: Sherlock? Sherlock: It’s my elbow? John: See, when you lose track of whose elbow is where, you know there’s too many people in one bed. Lestrade (to no one in particular): How did this happen? Mycroft: Look to your left. Sherlock: Oh, sing a different song, would you please. Mycroft: Excuse me? Sherlock: My whole life, since we were kids, whatever happens, just blame Sherlock... Lestrade: Oh, God. Can we please not talk about how some of us are related? Mycroft snorts. Lestrade: What? Mycroft: You are one of four men in a bed... John (under his breath): Which is TOO MANY. Mycroft: And you’re disturbed that two of us are... Lestrade (cringing): Please don't say it out loud. Mycroft: Brothers. Lestrade: Oh, bloody hell. Sherlock: God, you smell good. John and Lestrade: Thank you. They raise their heads to peer at each other. Sherlock chuckles. Mycroft: It seems an odd time to concern yourself with taboos. Sherlock: It's not a big deal, Greg. Lestrade: Are you saying you've done this before? Mycroft: Well... Sherlock: Sort of. John: Sort of? Sherlock: By accident. Lestrade: How does this happen by accident? Mycroft: You'd be surprised. John: At this point, I really wouldn't. Sherlock, can we please go back to my room? Sherlock: But Lestrade smells nice. Lestrade: Thank you! John: Oi! Mycroft: In ancient Egypt... Three of the four men groan. Mycroft: Brothers and sisters married each other all the time. Three of the four men make exaggerated noises of disgust. Mycroft: It was the only way to protect the family fortune. John: Can you make him stop talking? Sherlock: There's been no evidence of it so far. Lestrade: Maybe we can just... sleep... John: Yes, in a different bed. Sherlock: I'm too tired to move. John (getting up): I'm not. I'm going to a different bed. Lestrade: No, wait, please, you cannot leave me here with them. John: You're welcome to come with me. Mycroft and Sherlock: No! John: Sherlock, I'm not kidding, get up, or I take Lestrade. Sherlock: You could take Mycroft. Mycroft and John: NO. Lestrade (to no one in particular): I need a cigarette. John: Sherlock, I swear to God, I will carry you upstairs if I have to. Sherlock: As if you could. John: SHERLOCK. COME ON. Sherlock: All right, all right. Sherlock gets up slowly. Mycroft gets up quickly. Lestrade: Where are you going? Mycroft (getting dressed): Can't stay. I have an early meeting. Sherlock: Thank God. He falls back into the bed. John: Oh, for fuck's sake. Lestrade: Do you want me to come with you? Mycroft: No, get some sleep. John: What a novel idea. He climbs in after Sherlock, pushing him toward the middle. Sherlock groans but moves over. Mycroft leans down, kisses Lestrade. Lestrade: Good night. Mycroft: I'll see you later. Good night, John. John (his eyes closed): Okay. Whatever. Mycroft: Sherlock, don't forget it's Mummy's birthday on Sunday. Lestrade: Oh, God. John: GET OUT. Sherlock snores.
Re: FILL: The Opposite of AfterglowroquentineMarch 19 2011, 16:11:01 UTC
Mycroft's knowledge of Egyptian marriage customs is due to the fact that I finished the new biography of Cleopatra last week! :) Thanks for the comment, glad it made you laugh!
Re: FILL: The Opposite of AfterglowroquentineMarch 19 2011, 16:09:53 UTC
Thank you, everyone! You post a fill at 3am, you never know what you might discover you've written when you wake up, but it seems to be okay, so I'm de-anoning. :)
Re: FILL: The Opposite of Afterglow
anonymous
March 19 2011, 17:19:53 UTC
OP here!! Thank you, roquentine! This is hilarious, I giggled throughout the whole thing, and your voices for each of them are perfect!! <3 times one million!
Re: FILL: The Opposite of Afterglowrandom_nexusMarch 19 2011, 22:17:11 UTC
*giggling delightedly* IT'S EVEN FUNNIER NOW! OH HOW I LOVE THIS! My mind supplied so much visuals to this that it's astonishing. You rock, bebe, like tectonic plates!
Re: FILL: The Opposite of AfterglowroquentineMarch 19 2011, 23:31:39 UTC
Aw, thank you for the reassurance! Boy oh boy, did I have fun with the visuals while I was writing it! :) I think writing what came before is beyond my capability... not enough masculine personal pronouns! HA!
John: There are too many people in this bed.
Sherlock: It was your idea.
John: It bloody well was not. Shove over.
Sherlock: There’s nowhere to go.
John: Well, if I take a deep breath, I’ll fall out, so shove over.
Maneuvering ensues.
Lestrade: Ow.
Mycroft: What?
Lestrade: Your elbow.
Mycroft: What about it?
Lestrade: It's digging into my side.
Mycroft: That’s not my elbow.
John: Oh, please.
Mycroft: I mean, it’s not my elbow.
Lestrade: Sherlock?
Sherlock: It’s my elbow?
John: See, when you lose track of whose elbow is where, you know there’s too many people in one bed.
Lestrade (to no one in particular): How did this happen?
Mycroft: Look to your left.
Sherlock: Oh, sing a different song, would you please.
Mycroft: Excuse me?
Sherlock: My whole life, since we were kids, whatever happens, just blame Sherlock...
Lestrade: Oh, God. Can we please not talk about how some of us are related?
Mycroft snorts.
Lestrade: What?
Mycroft: You are one of four men in a bed...
John (under his breath): Which is TOO MANY.
Mycroft: And you’re disturbed that two of us are...
Lestrade (cringing): Please don't say it out loud.
Mycroft: Brothers.
Lestrade: Oh, bloody hell.
Sherlock: God, you smell good.
John and Lestrade: Thank you.
They raise their heads to peer at each other. Sherlock chuckles.
Mycroft: It seems an odd time to concern yourself with taboos.
Sherlock: It's not a big deal, Greg.
Lestrade: Are you saying you've done this before?
Mycroft: Well... Sherlock: Sort of.
John: Sort of?
Sherlock: By accident.
Lestrade: How does this happen by accident?
Mycroft: You'd be surprised.
John: At this point, I really wouldn't. Sherlock, can we please go back to my room?
Sherlock: But Lestrade smells nice.
Lestrade: Thank you! John: Oi!
Mycroft: In ancient Egypt...
Three of the four men groan.
Mycroft: Brothers and sisters married each other all the time.
Three of the four men make exaggerated noises of disgust.
Mycroft: It was the only way to protect the family fortune.
John: Can you make him stop talking?
Sherlock: There's been no evidence of it so far.
Lestrade: Maybe we can just... sleep...
John: Yes, in a different bed.
Sherlock: I'm too tired to move.
John (getting up): I'm not. I'm going to a different bed.
Lestrade: No, wait, please, you cannot leave me here with them.
John: You're welcome to come with me.
Mycroft and Sherlock: No!
John: Sherlock, I'm not kidding, get up, or I take Lestrade.
Sherlock: You could take Mycroft.
Mycroft and John: NO.
Lestrade (to no one in particular): I need a cigarette.
John: Sherlock, I swear to God, I will carry you upstairs if I have to.
Sherlock: As if you could.
John: SHERLOCK. COME ON.
Sherlock: All right, all right.
Sherlock gets up slowly. Mycroft gets up quickly.
Lestrade: Where are you going?
Mycroft (getting dressed): Can't stay. I have an early meeting.
Sherlock: Thank God. He falls back into the bed.
John: Oh, for fuck's sake.
Lestrade: Do you want me to come with you?
Mycroft: No, get some sleep.
John: What a novel idea.
He climbs in after Sherlock, pushing him toward the middle. Sherlock groans but moves over.
Mycroft leans down, kisses Lestrade.
Lestrade: Good night.
Mycroft: I'll see you later. Good night, John.
John (his eyes closed): Okay. Whatever.
Mycroft: Sherlock, don't forget it's Mummy's birthday on Sunday.
Lestrade: Oh, God. John: GET OUT.
Sherlock snores.
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I adore you, anon! This was hysterical - especially Mycroft's bit about egypt. God, this was great! Will be re-reading much in the future! :DDDD
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THIS IS GLORIOUS. I'VE BEEN SICK AND GRUMPY ALL DAY AND YOU HAVE MADE IT ALL BETTER *kissed you repeatedly*
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Glad it cheered you up! Hooray!
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Fill has been tweaked and posted to my own LJ:
http://roquentine.livejournal.com/21950.html
Thanks for the comments!
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\o/ WOOT!
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