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swissmargTitle: The Baker Street Nativity Advent Calendar (7/24)
Author:
swissmarg
Prompter: Self
Rating: PG-13
Word count: Every installment has 221 words (on my computer)
Characters: John, Harry
Timeline: Between chapter 22 and 23, after drabble 1
Disclaimer: This is a transformative work inspired by the BBC television series Sherlock, created by Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, and the 2009 movie Nativity! from Mirrorball Films.
Summary: This is a series of 221b drabbles set in and around The Baker Street Nativity and will make very little sense without having read that first. These drabbles may also contain spoilers for the main story. They are not posted in any particular order, and will jump around in time. I will try to give you some idea of where each drabble fits within (or before or after) the main story in the 'Timeline' field in the header. This series has not been beta read.
"So what are we doing for Christmas?"
"Sorry, what? Christmas? Harry?"
"I'm not cooking for you, just so that's clear."
"I don't expect- What are you talking about?"
"We could probably find a lonely hearts pub or something that's open. Or we could do Tex-Mex, and veg out in front of the-"
"Wait, no, Harry, stop. I have plans."
"What plans?"
"Plans for Christmas. I've been invited."
"Invited? To what?"
"To um... to Sherlock's... He's this bloke I work with..."
"You have a job?"
"Well not... No, actually, not anymore, sort of got sacked, but-"
"Some random man you used to work with invited you for Christmas."
"Yeah, he's ... my boyfriend."
"Your boyfriend."
"Yes."
"You didn't have a boyfriend a month ago."
"It's new."
"You're going to spend Christmas with some bloke you've known for a couple of weeks and leave me, your only family, alone. On Christmas."
"Yes. Yep, that's about the size of things. But um, we can do Boxing Day. We can meet for dr- Coffee. Or something. Whatever you'd like."
"It's not going to throw me off the wagon to say it. Not even being forced to spend bloody Christmas by myself in this bloody shithole of a flat that- I swear, John, he'd better be a feckin' queen in bed-"
John hit the 'End Call' button.
Author:
Prompter: Self
Rating: PG-13
Word count: Every installment has 221 words (on my computer)
Characters: John, Harry
Timeline: Between chapter 22 and 23, after drabble 1
Disclaimer: This is a transformative work inspired by the BBC television series Sherlock, created by Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, and the 2009 movie Nativity! from Mirrorball Films.
Summary: This is a series of 221b drabbles set in and around The Baker Street Nativity and will make very little sense without having read that first. These drabbles may also contain spoilers for the main story. They are not posted in any particular order, and will jump around in time. I will try to give you some idea of where each drabble fits within (or before or after) the main story in the 'Timeline' field in the header. This series has not been beta read.
Seven: John and Harry Discuss Christmas Plans
"So what are we doing for Christmas?"
"Sorry, what? Christmas? Harry?"
"I'm not cooking for you, just so that's clear."
"I don't expect- What are you talking about?"
"We could probably find a lonely hearts pub or something that's open. Or we could do Tex-Mex, and veg out in front of the-"
"Wait, no, Harry, stop. I have plans."
"What plans?"
"Plans for Christmas. I've been invited."
"Invited? To what?"
"To um... to Sherlock's... He's this bloke I work with..."
"You have a job?"
"Well not... No, actually, not anymore, sort of got sacked, but-"
"Some random man you used to work with invited you for Christmas."
"Yeah, he's ... my boyfriend."
"Your boyfriend."
"Yes."
"You didn't have a boyfriend a month ago."
"It's new."
"You're going to spend Christmas with some bloke you've known for a couple of weeks and leave me, your only family, alone. On Christmas."
"Yes. Yep, that's about the size of things. But um, we can do Boxing Day. We can meet for dr- Coffee. Or something. Whatever you'd like."
"It's not going to throw me off the wagon to say it. Not even being forced to spend bloody Christmas by myself in this bloody shithole of a flat that- I swear, John, he'd better be a feckin' queen in bed-"
John hit the 'End Call' button.
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