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?
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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!
Anyway, a Friday night crack desire looks like this:
Sherlock. John. Lestrade. Mycroft.
IN ONE BED.
That's right.
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I think it would be funnier if there were no sexytimes going on, but I'm not the OP, so feel free to ignore me :)
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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?
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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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