Christmas fic for Solsticezero

[xxbakacoconutxx]

At Lestrade’s house, in his darkened living room.

The rich burgundy walls and plush, patterned furniture were the only things available for Sherlock to study, and sadly they were doing a poor job of keeping him entertained. John, at least, was there and doing a fairly good job at keeping Emily at bay. Sherlock damned Lestrade mentally for being

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[xxbakacoconutxx]

Thank you! Glad you enjoyed!

[ascendant_angel]

That was wonderful

[xxbakacoconutxx]

Aw, thank you very much!

[aelfgyfu_mead]

Sherlock and John are both perfect here. Emily has as strong a will as Sherlock himself! He deserves to face down such a child-on a regular basis, in fact.

(By the way, I love your wallpaper.)

[xxbakacoconutxx]

Thank you very much! I was afraid that the weird-ness of this fic might have thrown them out of character, so I'm glad that I managed to avoid that. I'm also glad you like the wall paper XD I was afraid it would hurt people's eyes!