Honestly, I tried to update my other fic(s) before posting this new compilation but the plot bunnies spawned and multiplied until my focus was given entirely to writing "Sherlock" fanfics. Unable to hold them in any longer, I shall finally post them.
Consider it an Easter and/or Passover gift to you.
Yes, this compilation is a lot like my "White Collar" ones, hence the similarity in titles. If you're interested, I can test your Sherlockian skills with more riddles, Like, "What am I/Who am I" riddles or something. I feel these kind of riddles have more of a Sherlock feel to them. But if you think differently, let me know. I know many of you have enjoyed my riddles in the past, so I'm wondering if you'd like me to continue them in this new compilation.
Ok, backstory to this first fanfic. I wanted to challenge myself to write a short fanfic for once in my life. My goal was for under 500 words (i.e. about one page). I managed to do so and am rather pleased. But let's see what you think.
The cab rumbled through the streets of London, albeit, a little faster than its brothers due to the incentive of a generous tip as reward for reaching the destination within ten minutes.
Gray skies, gray buildings, gray people flashed by. If the passengers in the car had bothered to look out their windows at this gray morning, they would have likely found it dull and boring.
Luckily, Sherlock Holmes was delightfully distracting himself with his phone: alerting Lestrade that they were en route to the crime scene, kindly reminding Mycroft to piss off, and scrolling through news feeds and gossip in search of someone who had come into the recent ownership of a red fox.
He didn't spare a glance at his companion. It wasn't like he was doing anything worth gaining his attention anyway.
John Watson was asleep. Unable to fend off the effects of the long nights any longer, the doctor had finally succumbed to that inviting black. Slumped in his seat, arms folded loosely at his chest, he snored gently, a pleasant sound that mingled rhythmically in the background of Sherlock's musings with the rumbling of the wheels of the cab over the cobblestones.
Noting the amount of time left before the tip was lost, the cab sped up, turning roughly around a corner and ignoring an angry horn that bellowed alongside it. Sherlock was shoved up against the cab door from the momentum of the turn, his fingers never slowing as they flew across the screen of his phone. He was, after all, in the middle of a very important complaint to Lestrade concerning the presence of Anderson at the crime scene.
John also moved with the harsh movement of the cab and he tipped to the side, his head bumping against Sherlock's arm on its way down to land softly on his lap. John murmured a sigh and resumed his gently snoring. Sherlock casually deleted the mistakenly pressed button caused by John's impact and deftly rested his elbow, gently, atop John's shoulder to continue his text.
There was no time to correct the doctor's position. Taking the time to do so would be tedious and pointless. John would just fall asleep again anyway, whether now in the cab or in the middle of the crime scene. He needed the sleep.
Besides, Sherlock had to finish his text.
Told ya. Short.
In case you are interested in a riddle but are unfamiliar with my methods, here is a brief explanation.
Every time I update this compilation with a new story, I add a riddle at the end, here in bold, for you to mull over. You provide your answer in a comment. When I post a new chapter, I tell you the answer of the last riddle as well as the names of the people who gave the right answer at the beginning of the fanfic, up above in bold. Right answers include the one given by the riddle as well as those that can also be true. I then give a new riddle at the bottom of the fic. My only rule is that you try not to cheat. Granted I can't enforce this but I like to test your Sherlockian prowess.
Shall we give it a test run? Here's an easy one.
**When I point up it's bright, but when I point down it's dark. What am I?**
Good luck and let me know if you want to continue this.