In the warehouse, John accepts Mycroft's offer of being paid for spying on Sherlock - to pay for his sister's overdue therapy/rehab in a private clinic.
Mycroft thinks John has failed the character test and quietly plans his downfall until John starts slipping him the first pieces of information - which are completely wrong and made-up.
Would OP be okay with John agreeing not for cash for his sister, but to pay his and Sherlock's rent, and then telling Sherlock (split the fee)who is then in on it? And John making up increasingly sillier stuff? (I have a sort of cracky idea for a fill but don't want to take it away from what you want.)
Fill: Thinking it Through. 1/3grassleFebruary 10 2011, 18:36:00 UTC
Response and warnings: UNMITIGATED OOC CRACK below. (You wouldn’t judge so hard if you knew how much I hated my job.)
Thinking it Through. 1.
“If you do move into erm…221B Baker Street, I’d be prepared to…pay you a substantial sum of money on a regular basis to…ease your way.”
“Why?”
Oh, clever, John. Poke the crocodile with a stick, why don’t you. He was no crocodile hunter - he’d never even been to Australia. Couldn’t take the heat, really, until being deployed to- FOCUS!Anyway, this crocodile he was facing off against was most probably a boss of London’s crime world. Crime World. Was that like an alternative Disney World? Not that this was very crimey, more like grimey warehouse world. John hated it when his mental mis-en-scène took over. He tried to snap out it. The next words from Mr “Hey, I’ve got an umbrella and you haven’t!” helped
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Re: Fill: Thinking it Through. 2/3grassleFebruary 10 2011, 18:40:25 UTC
Thinking it Through. 2.Luckily, special agent - and that was special in the espionagy sense of the word, not a modern euphemism for anything - John Watson had kept his army Browning, even if it did sometimes look more like a Sig, and got his usual thrill out of prancing around with it down the back of his waistband. Even if having cold steel so near his arsecrack did make him squirm a bit. Sherlock might not notice
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Re: Fill: Thinking it Through. EpilogueuptothewordsFebruary 11 2011, 02:00:25 UTC
Epically hilarious.
This is my favorite part: as the ringtone of his sister Harry’s old phone, now his, was the Spice Girls singing ‘Wannabe’, and John had no idea how to change it. Most times, he was lucky if he remember how to answer it before it got to “really really really wanna zigazig.” He doubted Mr “Why, yes, I am wearing sock garters!” would join in on the “Ahh!” ROFLMAO!
Also hysterical: “And it’s not just us. He has this gang of street urchins he hangs out with-have you met them?”
well, it’s just of her, really, more of an artist’s impression of what I imagine she looks like nude, if you need to see…no?”
“Do what you want,” replied Mycroft, weakly. “I need a drink.”
John was googling “civilian space travel + drag queens” as the car took him home.
Re: Fill: Thinking it Through. EpiloguegrassleFebruary 11 2011, 07:31:53 UTC
Oh, thanks, guys! And you know John would be like that his phone (remember the chip and PIN machine). It is in no way based on me being unable to change the Banana Splits ringtone on my second-hand phone. La la la la la la la.
Martinius, I am thinking about your prompt but can't get an angle on it, so if you have any further ideas, for it please tell me!
(Just wondering if as a librarian, uptothewords had to turn away from all the book and library abuse in TBB!)
Re: Fill: Thinking it Through. Epilogue
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February 12 2011, 17:52:34 UTC
I just had to explain the underground llama fighting ring to my husband, who I WOKE UP WITH MY LAUGHING.*
Each scenario is funnier than the last. I love John's insistence on meeting in expensive restaurants - and the tea-room fountain! - and obviously Mycroft is trying desperately not to laugh, because this is the best entertainment he's had in years... John's impressions of Mycroft's wardrobe killed me.
*My husband is now telling me an elaborate plot bunny in which all the sidekick/helper/butler/whatever figures meet up and complain about their other halves. Every few minutes, he announces another one. Dobby the house elf is now in it. Also, John and Ianto have sex. This is YOUR FAULT.
Re: Fill: Thinking it Through. EpiloguegrassleFebruary 12 2011, 19:20:26 UTC
Oh, thanks! I had more scenes, but they got very silly, more or less just one-line gags ("Trying to find Atlantis? Sherlock?" (And John with an invoice for SCUBA gear) "He's living in The Village as Number One?" (And here John's on a penny farthing)) and I was pressed for time.
Your husband is obviously a genius, and you have to write the story of the annual Sidekicks' Ball.
Can I request Wimsey's Bunter and Campion's Lugg trying to out-Cockney one another, Raffles's Bunny and Poirot's Hasting out-camping one another without even trying, and Morse's Lewis getting blind drunk and leading all the other TV detectives' sidekicks in a singalong. That's enough to be going on with, don't you think? (And obviously scorching-hot John and Ianto sex. Goes without saying.)
On a final note: cuidado, llamas! (Yes, Python nerd!)
Mycroft thinks John has failed the character test and quietly plans his downfall until John starts slipping him the first pieces of information - which are completely wrong and made-up.
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Brilliant prompt is brilliant.
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(I have a sort of cracky idea for a fill but don't want to take it away from what you want.)
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Thinking it Through. 1.
“If you do move into erm…221B Baker Street, I’d be prepared to…pay you a substantial sum of money on a regular basis to…ease your way.”
“Why?”
Oh, clever, John. Poke the crocodile with a stick, why don’t you. He was no crocodile hunter - he’d never even been to Australia. Couldn’t take the heat, really, until being deployed to- FOCUS!Anyway, this crocodile he was facing off against was most probably a boss of London’s crime world. Crime World. Was that like an alternative Disney World? Not that this was very crimey, more like grimey warehouse world. John hated it when his mental mis-en-scène took over. He tried to snap out it. The next words from Mr “Hey, I’ve got an umbrella and you haven’t!” helped ( ... )
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Also, Holmes sisters prompt here: http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/6375.html?thread=28090343#t28090343
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This is my favorite part:
as the ringtone of his sister Harry’s old phone, now his, was the Spice Girls singing ‘Wannabe’, and John had no idea how to change it. Most times, he was lucky if he remember how to answer it before it got to “really really really wanna zigazig.” He doubted Mr “Why, yes, I am wearing sock garters!” would join in on the “Ahh!”
ROFLMAO!
Also hysterical:
“And it’s not just us. He has this gang of street urchins he hangs out with-have you met them?”
well, it’s just of her, really, more of an artist’s impression of what I imagine she looks like nude, if you need to see…no?”
“Do what you want,” replied Mycroft, weakly. “I need a drink.”
John was googling “civilian space travel + drag queens” as the car took him home.
Your John is totes adorable here.
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And you know John would be like that his phone (remember the chip and PIN machine). It is in no way based on me being unable to change the Banana Splits ringtone on my second-hand phone. La la la la la la la.
Martinius, I am thinking about your prompt but can't get an angle on it, so if you have any further ideas, for it please tell me!
(Just wondering if as a librarian, uptothewords had to turn away from all the book and library abuse in TBB!)
Just remembered that John is sweet in this one too, where he and Sherlock are on the run from rabid fangirls, and Mycroft sticks his brolly in as usual:
http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/4076.html?thread=10701292#t10701292
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Each scenario is funnier than the last. I love John's insistence on meeting in expensive restaurants - and the tea-room fountain! - and obviously Mycroft is trying desperately not to laugh, because this is the best entertainment he's had in years... John's impressions of Mycroft's wardrobe killed me.
*My husband is now telling me an elaborate plot bunny in which all the sidekick/helper/butler/whatever figures meet up and complain about their other halves. Every few minutes, he announces another one. Dobby the house elf is now in it. Also, John and Ianto have sex. This is YOUR FAULT.
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Your husband is obviously a genius, and you have to write the story of the annual Sidekicks' Ball.
Can I request Wimsey's Bunter and Campion's Lugg trying to out-Cockney one another, Raffles's Bunny and Poirot's Hasting out-camping one another without even trying, and Morse's Lewis getting blind drunk and leading all the other TV detectives' sidekicks in a singalong. That's enough to be going on with, don't you think? (And obviously scorching-hot John and Ianto sex. Goes without saying.)
On a final note: cuidado, llamas! (Yes, Python nerd!)
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