OBVIOUSLY they were booking it so fast because Holmes in true not-telling-anybody-what's-up Holmesian fashion had rigged a bunch of high grade explosives in the hotel room and planned to pull a Colonel Mustang re:lack of bodies.
I *do* love their conversation at the end, is pretty great. :3
I have to agree with this. Holmes does love his dramatic plots and ect, and a giant explosion would be equal parts fun and useful. Therefore, plotgap fixed. Time to write a fic about it. XD
Holmes: "HEY, HEY WATSON, LET'S GO THROW EGGS AT MORIARTY'S HOUSE BECAUSE I'M BETTER THAN HIM." Watson: "HOLMES WE'RE DEAD DAMMIT." Holmes: "....Oh right. :\ Damn."
(a few days later)
Holmes: "HEY, HEY WATSON, LET'S GO MAKE MRS. HUDSON MAKE US CRUMPETS BECAUSE THEY ARE DELICIOUS AND I AM TOTALLY CRAVING THEM." Watson: "HOLMES WE'RE STILL DEAD DAMMIT." Holmes: 8(
(more days later)
Holmes: "HEY, HEY WATSON, LET'S GO... Let's go.... ah fuck it." Watson: "Yep, still dead." Holmes: "Being dead sucks."
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I *do* love their conversation at the end, is pretty great. :3
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Therefore, plotgap fixed. Time to write a fic about it. XD
IS YOUR EGO AWARE THAT YOU'RE DEAD? HMM?
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Watson: "HOLMES WE'RE DEAD DAMMIT."
Holmes: "....Oh right. :\ Damn."
(a few days later)
Holmes: "HEY, HEY WATSON, LET'S GO MAKE MRS. HUDSON MAKE US CRUMPETS BECAUSE THEY ARE DELICIOUS AND I AM TOTALLY CRAVING THEM."
Watson: "HOLMES WE'RE STILL DEAD DAMMIT."
Holmes: 8(
(more days later)
Holmes: "HEY, HEY WATSON, LET'S GO... Let's go.... ah fuck it."
Watson: "Yep, still dead."
Holmes: "Being dead sucks."
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