Sherlock has to dance every time he hears a certain song, he can't resist and it gets to be rather troublesome once someone discovers this and exploits it for all it's worth.
Rocker ~ AC/DC Sherlock was bored that night. John was out and the cases that Lestrade was giving him were pointless at the least. His violin was taking away his patience as it was usually so easy to tune, but this night, it was rather difficult, it seemed that the wood had swollen. He needed something of a musical nature to occupy his mind. He decided the look through John’s CD collection for something decent to listen to. He got even more bored from looking from the oddly designed covers and just turned on the player, not caring what was in it. The rocking tunes of AC/DC came out. He picked up his violin and stood on the couch, and yelled, for the while street to hear. ‘I’m a rocker, I’m roller, I’m a right out of controller”
Breakfast at 221B 2/3fyrewyreDecember 9 2010, 16:42:04 UTC
The second time, John was testing a theory. None of the other songs he had put on had any effect on Sherlock, who seemed to ignore them, occasionally even glaring at the radio and John resentfully until John turned it off. That day after work he stopped by a store, browsing the racks until finding the CD and buying it. Inside the flat, he put it in the stereo and skipped through until finding the track he wanted. Mrs Hudson had stopped by and was talking to Sherlock when the song began, once again filling their flat with its slow melody
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Angst or crack, your choice.
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Sherlock was bored that night. John was out and the cases that Lestrade was giving him were pointless at the least. His violin was taking away his patience as it was usually so easy to tune, but this night, it was rather difficult, it seemed that the wood had swollen. He needed something of a musical nature to occupy his mind. He decided the look through John’s CD collection for something decent to listen to. He got even more bored from looking from the oddly designed covers and just turned on the player, not caring what was in it. The rocking tunes of AC/DC came out. He picked up his violin and stood on the couch, and yelled, for the while street to hear.
‘I’m a rocker, I’m roller, I’m a right out of controller”
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... I REGRET NOTHING.
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I'M NOT ON ANTIDEPRESSANTS I'M ON COCAAAAIIIINE
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Or it could be both! Crangst, anyone?
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