daily update – Page 71 – Brothers Apart

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October 20th excerpt:

John started up the heat on the stove, then went to turn on the electric kettle. That’s when he noticed the saucer and froze. A small plate had been set out in the middle of the counter, one edge dotted with tiny scraps of food. John leaned over to find a raisin, a bit of cracker, a dollop of mustard, a few pieces of wheat cereal, and a raw slice of mushroom. He sighed, realizing that this was Sherlock’s idea of an experiment.

After double-checking for traps, John decided there really was no harm in it, and decided to concentrate on how best to fry the eggs and bacon as quietly as possible.

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October 19th excerpt:

“Boring,” Sherlock answered simply, digging through a pile of discarded newspapers for the bow for his instrument.

John slumped into his chair, bordering on defeat. “Explain to me how you found every single one of those cases boring.”

“Explain to me,” shot back the detective, standing up straight, “how anything could be interesting after what we discovered.”

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October 18th excerpt:

John rounded the corner into the main room, flopping into the armchair against the wall as his thoughts spun.

“They were American,” he breathed, gobsmacked.

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October 17th excerpt:

Dean tried to give Sam a grin through the glass. “See Sammy? Told ya I’d take care of it. No more cages for us.” He put a hand against the inside of the jar, and Sam instinctively placed his own against it. Even standing on the bottom of the glass jar, Dean was the shorter brother.

“Not until you’re out here, too,” Sam said.

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October 16th excerpt:

“My name’s John,” he stated, speaking only to Sam. “I’m a doctor. And I’m afraid I can’t let you out of my sight until I know for sure that neither of you needs medical attention. If you would let me examine you, then as long as you’re alright I will let you go on your way.”

“You’ll have to forgive me,” Dean said tartly, refusing to relent, “if I find that a little hard to believe that while I’m stuck in a jar.” He shot a glare back at where Sherlock was standing behind his friend. “We were doing fine before a certain someone decided to go all King Kong on us and stuff us into jars!”

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October 15th excerpt:

Dean stalked from side to side in his jar, every ounce of his body just bleeding out frustration. He didn’t take his eye from Sherlock, resembling a cornered wolf more than a man with the matching snarl on his face.

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October 14th excerpt:

Sherlock moved Dean further away and dropped him into the prepared jar, releasing his grip as low as the glass would allow.

That done, he carefully placed the miniscule blade onto his freed palm. It was so small he had to squint to see any kind of detail in it, until he remembered the pocket magnifier he always kept on his person. He fished the little instrument out of his pocket and used his teeth to slide it open. The newly-uncovered lens offered a much better, if slightly distorted view of the much tinier weapon.

“Excellent workmanship,” he murmured, taking note of how impossibly fine it was. Sherlock was making an honest effort to not underestimate these miniature men, but a silver knife of that caliber seemed well outside the resources of someone shorter than a finger.

Setting the magnifier aside, Sherlock let the knife slide from his palm to the counter, a good deal away from the edge where it could get accidentally brushed away.

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October 13th excerpt:

“It was one cookie! ” came Dean’s muffled shout of protest, his voice sounding completely offended. Sam heard another thump against the side of the coffee mug and winced, imagining how hard his brother was hitting the side, yet nothing showed on the outside. The mug didn’t move a centimeter from where it was dropped over Dean.

On October 12, 2016 By nightmares06In UncategorizedLeave a comment

October 12th excerpt:

The only warning they got was a sudden cold shock running up Sam’s back. He stiffened, and before he could warn Dean something was wrong, it was too late.

The human– Sherlock– was standing at the entrance to the kitchen, his eyes glued to them.

The trance shattered and Dean already on the move. “Sam, break! ” he shouted, shoving his little brother towards the entrance they’d come from and running the complete opposite direction himself.