fic - BBC!Sherlock & Full Metal Alchemist - Transport
Title: Transport
Author: virdant
Length: 126 words words, super-short
Rating: PG
Genre: Crack. Crossover between Sherlock and Full Metal Alchemist.
Pairing: None. John & Sherlock centric.
Summary: It's just transport... literally.
Warning: None, really.
Notes: Written for this prompt at the meme. Much thanks to Pann
Transport
“I actually like this,” Sherlock said from where he was swathed with scarves.
“We are going to find a philosopher’s stone,” John said, prodding his metal shoulder and leg furiously. “And you are going to be grateful to your brother for taking over Amestris’ government so we have funding to hunt down every possible lead for one.”
Sherlock sighed, the sound distorted from many layers of scarves. “A body is just transport anyways. I don’t understand what’s your obsession with restoring my body. It was Mycroft’s fault anyways.”
John huffed angrily and continued prodding his shoulder and leg. He ignored the coat sitting next to him, swathed in scarves to hide the distinct lack of an actual body.
“And your leg isn’t actually metal. That’s psychosomatic.”
end.
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Author: virdant
Length: 126 words words, super-short
Rating: PG
Genre: Crack. Crossover between Sherlock and Full Metal Alchemist.
Pairing: None. John & Sherlock centric.
Summary: It's just transport... literally.
Warning: None, really.
Notes: Written for this prompt at the meme. Much thanks to Pann
Transport
“I actually like this,” Sherlock said from where he was swathed with scarves.
“We are going to find a philosopher’s stone,” John said, prodding his metal shoulder and leg furiously. “And you are going to be grateful to your brother for taking over Amestris’ government so we have funding to hunt down every possible lead for one.”
Sherlock sighed, the sound distorted from many layers of scarves. “A body is just transport anyways. I don’t understand what’s your obsession with restoring my body. It was Mycroft’s fault anyways.”
John huffed angrily and continued prodding his shoulder and leg. He ignored the coat sitting next to him, swathed in scarves to hide the distinct lack of an actual body.
“And your leg isn’t actually metal. That’s psychosomatic.”
end.
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Masterlist of fandoms here