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In Which John is a BAMFy MoFo, OMG! by Kantayra (PG)
Fandom: SHERLOCK
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes & John Watson
Length: 1835 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kantayra
Author Website: Kantayra at A03 or FF.net
Why this must be read:
Sherlock kidnapped. John to the rescue. Scotland Yard has the video. Pure, unadulterated, hilarious silliness... and in character no less!
"If you don't want to see this pretty throat sliced open," the thug in the navy ski mask growled menacingly, "give us the diamonds by midnight."
Sally Donovan, despite herself, started giggling.
Lestrade glared at her, because the kidnappers' video really wasn't funny, except that it was, and before he could help himself, his shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter as well.
Onscreen, Sherlock went still, bound helplessly to the chair, and scowled at his captors. "Your threat would be more convincing if you placed the blade at my jugular – that is the trachea, by the way – and if the phone call you just left the room to receive wasn't from your mother, judging by the state of your trouser pockets. Getting married a third – no, fourth – time, is she?"
"You actually insulted his mother?" Anderson was laughing openly at the screen, with Sally leaning against his side, all but hyperventilating since she couldn't seem to catch her breath.
"When he had a knife to your throat?" Dimmock chimed in maliciously.
At the back of the break room – because all of the Met had wanted to see this, and the television in the break room accommodated the most viewers – Sherlock made a disgusted sound. "I despise incompetence."
In Which John is a BAMFy MoFo, OMG!
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes & John Watson
Length: 1835 words
Author on LJ:
kantayraAuthor Website: Kantayra at A03 or FF.net
Why this must be read:
Sherlock kidnapped. John to the rescue. Scotland Yard has the video. Pure, unadulterated, hilarious silliness... and in character no less!
"If you don't want to see this pretty throat sliced open," the thug in the navy ski mask growled menacingly, "give us the diamonds by midnight."
Sally Donovan, despite herself, started giggling.
Lestrade glared at her, because the kidnappers' video really wasn't funny, except that it was, and before he could help himself, his shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter as well.
Onscreen, Sherlock went still, bound helplessly to the chair, and scowled at his captors. "Your threat would be more convincing if you placed the blade at my jugular – that is the trachea, by the way – and if the phone call you just left the room to receive wasn't from your mother, judging by the state of your trouser pockets. Getting married a third – no, fourth – time, is she?"
"You actually insulted his mother?" Anderson was laughing openly at the screen, with Sally leaning against his side, all but hyperventilating since she couldn't seem to catch her breath.
"When he had a knife to your throat?" Dimmock chimed in maliciously.
At the back of the break room – because all of the Met had wanted to see this, and the television in the break room accommodated the most viewers – Sherlock made a disgusted sound. "I despise incompetence."
In Which John is a BAMFy MoFo, OMG!
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