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charleygirl) wrote2011-02-19 07:12 pm
charleygirl) wrote2011-02-19 07:12 pm
Entry tags:
Fic | Sherlock Holmes/Doctor Who | Good Morning
Title: Good Morning
Author: charleygirl
Word Count: 221
Rating: G
Genre: 221B, Humour, Crossover
Characters Involved: Doctor Watson, the Eleventh Doctor, Amy Pond
Disclaimer: These characters, while out of copyright, were created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and do not belong to me. Doctor Who belongs to the BBC.
Summary: A confusing visit to the bathroom for Watson.
Author's Notes: Something silly that just popped into my head. My first ever Eleventh Doctor fic and also my first attempt at a 221B. :)
GOOD MORNING
As I reached the bathroom door, I was astonished when it opened of its own accord and two complete strangers flew past me onto the landing.
“If we’re quick, we can just make – oh, hello.” The man, an odd-looking young man with wild hair dressed incongruously in tweed, his bowtie crooked, apparently noticed me for the first time.
“Hello,” I said, trying not to look at his companion, a striking redhead who appeared to be wearing little more than her undergarments. “Excuse me, but what are you - ”
“Checking the pipes,” he said quickly, cutting me off, “Often need checking, pipes. For...um, leaks. No leaks here, though, so we’d better be on our way. Places to go, people to see...”
“Pipes to check,” added the girl in a distinct Scottish accent.
“Yes, pipes to check.” The man shot out a hand and shook mine vigorously. “Must dash. Nice to meet you. Don’t worry about the...thing. In there, I mean. We’ll collect it later. Come along, Pond!”
“Coming, Doctor.” She smiled sweetly at me and hurried off after him, vanishing round the corner.
Completely nonplussed by the entire exchange, I almost mechanically opened the door, and found myself staring at an impossibility.
“Holmes,” I called down the stairs, “There appears to be a large blue box in the bath...”
Author: charleygirl
Word Count: 221
Rating: G
Genre: 221B, Humour, Crossover
Characters Involved: Doctor Watson, the Eleventh Doctor, Amy Pond
Disclaimer: These characters, while out of copyright, were created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and do not belong to me. Doctor Who belongs to the BBC.
Summary: A confusing visit to the bathroom for Watson.
Author's Notes: Something silly that just popped into my head. My first ever Eleventh Doctor fic and also my first attempt at a 221B. :)
GOOD MORNING
As I reached the bathroom door, I was astonished when it opened of its own accord and two complete strangers flew past me onto the landing.
“If we’re quick, we can just make – oh, hello.” The man, an odd-looking young man with wild hair dressed incongruously in tweed, his bowtie crooked, apparently noticed me for the first time.
“Hello,” I said, trying not to look at his companion, a striking redhead who appeared to be wearing little more than her undergarments. “Excuse me, but what are you - ”
“Checking the pipes,” he said quickly, cutting me off, “Often need checking, pipes. For...um, leaks. No leaks here, though, so we’d better be on our way. Places to go, people to see...”
“Pipes to check,” added the girl in a distinct Scottish accent.
“Yes, pipes to check.” The man shot out a hand and shook mine vigorously. “Must dash. Nice to meet you. Don’t worry about the...thing. In there, I mean. We’ll collect it later. Come along, Pond!”
“Coming, Doctor.” She smiled sweetly at me and hurried off after him, vanishing round the corner.
Completely nonplussed by the entire exchange, I almost mechanically opened the door, and found myself staring at an impossibility.
“Holmes,” I called down the stairs, “There appears to be a large blue box in the bath...”
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(And a potential OhNoes moment when Holmes wants to see what he can deduce from the interesting blue box... )
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Everyone is trying to cross Doctor Who and Sherlock because of the Moffat Connection. I like this canon cross. :-D
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A striking redhead in nothing more than her undergarments, really, Watson!
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You've got Matt Smith's spastic hyperactive Doctor down cold!
Bart
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Dare I to hope?
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