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Title: The Baker Street Nativity Advent Calendar (6/24)
Author:
swissmarg
Prompter:
rifleman_s, who wanted to see 'What happened at the cinema'
Rating: G
Word count: Every installment has 221 words (on my computer)
Characters: John/Sherlock
Timeline: Following on the end of chapter 20
Disclaimer: This is a transformative work inspired by the BBC television series Sherlock, created by Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, and the 2009 movie Nativity! from Mirrorball Films.
Summary: This is a series of 221b drabbles set in and around The Baker Street Nativity and will make very little sense without having read that first. These drabbles may also contain spoilers for the main story. They are not posted in any particular order, and will jump around in time. I will try to give you some idea of where each drabble fits within (or before or after) the main story in the 'Timeline' field in the header. This series has not been beta read.
This had been a bad idea. John couldn't follow the movie at all. He was hyper-aware of Sherlock fidgeting in the seat next to him, trying to find a comfortable position for his long limbs. Every so often, his elbow or knee would bump John's. John could have moved away, but the more Sherlock squirmed, the more John held firm. It was becoming something of a game of chicken. John would have said Sherlock was bored with the movie, but every time he snuck a sideways glance, Sherlock's eyes were glued to the screen with an expression of intense concentration.
It wasn't just the current distractions that bothered John, though. It was that he had absolutely no idea what Sherlock's intentions were. They'd gone out a few times, snogged, had fantastic sex, and John had fallen in head over bollocks, only to find out that Sherlock had quite possibly been playing him the whole time, just as he'd played the school governors, the mayor - hell, the entire bloody city. John swore he was going to back off until he got his head clear, but then he went and gave Sherlock the song, and Sherlock reciprocated the gesture, and now he was on his best way to falling back down the same hole. This time, he had only himself to blame.
Author:
Prompter:
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Rating: G
Word count: Every installment has 221 words (on my computer)
Characters: John/Sherlock
Timeline: Following on the end of chapter 20
Disclaimer: This is a transformative work inspired by the BBC television series Sherlock, created by Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, and the 2009 movie Nativity! from Mirrorball Films.
Summary: This is a series of 221b drabbles set in and around The Baker Street Nativity and will make very little sense without having read that first. These drabbles may also contain spoilers for the main story. They are not posted in any particular order, and will jump around in time. I will try to give you some idea of where each drabble fits within (or before or after) the main story in the 'Timeline' field in the header. This series has not been beta read.
Six: At the Cinema
This had been a bad idea. John couldn't follow the movie at all. He was hyper-aware of Sherlock fidgeting in the seat next to him, trying to find a comfortable position for his long limbs. Every so often, his elbow or knee would bump John's. John could have moved away, but the more Sherlock squirmed, the more John held firm. It was becoming something of a game of chicken. John would have said Sherlock was bored with the movie, but every time he snuck a sideways glance, Sherlock's eyes were glued to the screen with an expression of intense concentration.
It wasn't just the current distractions that bothered John, though. It was that he had absolutely no idea what Sherlock's intentions were. They'd gone out a few times, snogged, had fantastic sex, and John had fallen in head over bollocks, only to find out that Sherlock had quite possibly been playing him the whole time, just as he'd played the school governors, the mayor - hell, the entire bloody city. John swore he was going to back off until he got his head clear, but then he went and gave Sherlock the song, and Sherlock reciprocated the gesture, and now he was on his best way to falling back down the same hole. This time, he had only himself to blame.
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Date: 2013-12-06 08:20 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2013-12-06 08:43 am (UTC)Much like Sherlock, actually, who never expected to have an actual relationship with John, but was greedily trying to milk every opportunity to grab as much as he could. Kind of tragic, but they do end up making each other happy, making each other better people, and helping each other to develop their own sense of self and to be valued for themselves. So it's all good in the end, yes.
And I think this comment is again longer than the drabble, haha!
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Date: 2013-12-06 08:52 am (UTC)And I think this comment is again longer than the drabble, haha!
So when the advent calendar is done you'll do a daily essay series on your interpretation of Sherlock and John from Christmas Day until Twelfth Night... :DDDDDDD
(Seriously, wouldn't that be cool?)
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Date: 2013-12-06 08:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-06 02:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-06 02:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-06 03:17 pm (UTC)"It wasn't just the current distractions that bothered John, though. It was that he had absolutely no idea what Sherlock's intentions were."
Poor John, though - this was one of those awfully confusing moments for him. In some ways, it seemed as if he was trying to see if he could get Sherlock into a "mundane" sort of 'dating' situation (the sort of thing 'normal' couples do), but it seems now that he's even more perplexed . . .
It was a great scene, though. Thanks again.
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Date: 2013-12-06 03:28 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-12-07 06:42 am (UTC)