sherlock holmes – Page 13

On October 28, 2016December 9, 2018 By nightmares06In UncategorizedLeave a comment

@borrowedtimeandspace – Yeah, he does do that, doesn’t he.

The brothers did live in the flat at that time, completely unknown! Lucky for them, at that point in time, they did not make use of that side of the room often. Their home is between the kitchen and the fireplace, and both were in the passages close by. Dean hit the ground the second he heard the gun go off, dragging Sam down with him, and they army-crawled back to their home to take what little cover they had.

Since then they decided to remain in the flat and now make use of the smiley face as a lookout point to check on the humans, or as we’ve seen, a convenient perch to bait Sherlock from.

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October 28th excerpt:

“Told you this was a bad idea,” Sam hissed at Dean, watching John lift a pile of paper into the air that most likely weighed more than the pair of them together.

Dean rolled his eyes. “Him? He’s harmless,” he said. “Sherlock is the one we have to worry about.”

“But–” Sam’s protest cut off in shock when Dean pushed himself away from the side of the couch and went to stroll out into the open. It was too late for Sam to dive forward and grab his arm, and all he could do was watch Dean greet what was, to them, a giant.

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October 27th excerpt:

“I applaud you for your maturity! ” Sherlock called to the empty room, loud enough that the brothers were sure to hear it, wherever they were, and he immediately began to tear down the notes.

“I applaud you for your tenacity! ” Dean hollered out the hole, glad he was nowhere near their home by the fireplace.

Sherlock’s head snapped up at the sudden voice and he stared into the mirror, turning slowly to scrutinize the yellow smiley-face high on the opposite wall.

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October 25th excerpt:

John quirked an eyebrow at the strange note, glancing at Sherlock’s deep frown. “Morning puzzle, then?” he quipped.

“It means something,” the detective surmised, pressing his hands into a posture of prayer. “They’re trying to communicate.”

“Whatever you say, Spock,” mumbled John, partaking in their landlady’s kind treat.

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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 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 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.