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Missing John
Title: Missing John
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Prompt: Sleigh
Word Count: 300
Notes: Final exam in a few minutes woe to the world.
John was going to kill him. Pest had been his responsibility for a day, and already the cat was missing.
“Pest, where are you girl?” he called as he searched for the cat, not that he was worried about the cat... No he wasn't. Okay maybe just a little. The cat had approved of him and John, tolerated Lestrade, loosely tolerated Sally and loathed Anderson, clearly the kitten had a very high IQ.
Finally, just as he was about to beg the holly laden skull for assistance in telling John over the phone that he'd lost their kitten, he heard purring.
On the mantle, next to the skull where Mrs. Hudson had put a little decorative sleigh with a decorative Santa Clause laden with a bag full of Christmas Crackers, the tiny kitten was taking a nap, her little paws wrapped around the plush Santa.
“You are going to spend most of your life finding obscure hiding places and driving me crazy as I try to find you, aren't you?” he asked the cat who was he decided aptly named.
The kitten let out a meow and Sherlock picked her up and carried her to her food dish for her morning meal.
After her meal, and Sherlock's solving his case, Sherlock was once again looking for Pestilence.
He found her curled up in John's black and white striped jumper, purring and looking hopefully for John.
“I miss him too,” Sherlock said, as he cuddled both the jumper and the kitten.
“Remember Pest, when others besides John or Mrs. Hudson is around, I'm a high functioning sociopath with no feelings or emotions towards you,” Sherlock reminded the cat. The last thing he needed was for people to know that he actually had feelings, thank you very much.
Title: Missing John
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Prompt: Sleigh
Word Count: 300
Notes: Final exam in a few minutes woe to the world.
John was going to kill him. Pest had been his responsibility for a day, and already the cat was missing.
“Pest, where are you girl?” he called as he searched for the cat, not that he was worried about the cat... No he wasn't. Okay maybe just a little. The cat had approved of him and John, tolerated Lestrade, loosely tolerated Sally and loathed Anderson, clearly the kitten had a very high IQ.
Finally, just as he was about to beg the holly laden skull for assistance in telling John over the phone that he'd lost their kitten, he heard purring.
On the mantle, next to the skull where Mrs. Hudson had put a little decorative sleigh with a decorative Santa Clause laden with a bag full of Christmas Crackers, the tiny kitten was taking a nap, her little paws wrapped around the plush Santa.
“You are going to spend most of your life finding obscure hiding places and driving me crazy as I try to find you, aren't you?” he asked the cat who was he decided aptly named.
The kitten let out a meow and Sherlock picked her up and carried her to her food dish for her morning meal.
After her meal, and Sherlock's solving his case, Sherlock was once again looking for Pestilence.
He found her curled up in John's black and white striped jumper, purring and looking hopefully for John.
“I miss him too,” Sherlock said, as he cuddled both the jumper and the kitten.
“Remember Pest, when others besides John or Mrs. Hudson is around, I'm a high functioning sociopath with no feelings or emotions towards you,” Sherlock reminded the cat. The last thing he needed was for people to know that he actually had feelings, thank you very much.