Conducting an Affair

Fandom: Dear Ladies
Rating: U/G
Warnings: Mild innuendo
Disclaimer: Hinge and Bracket were created by Patrick Fyffe and George Logan. Dear Ladies was written by Fyffe and Logan, and Gyles Brandreth, and produced by the BBC.

4,659 Words




As she moved about the living room in the morning sunlight, Evadne hummed and smiled to herself.

“You’re humming and smiling to yourself,” said Hilda, glancing up from her magazine.

Evadne stopped and looked over at her companion. “Well, I am going to band practice,” she said. “It does help to take an interest in the music.”

“Yes, but what about the smiling? You’ve never shown much interest in that,” said Hilda.

Evadne attempted to give Hilda a hard stare but the smile crept back onto her face.

“Just happy,” she said, and started searching the living room again.

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Hospitality

It had been an exhausting day. John just wanted to slump in his armchair.

He’d been sitting down for five minutes when the first visitor arrived.

“I wanted to thank you,” said the grateful client. “It’s not much but…” She offered a box of expensive chocolate biscuits.

Sherlock almost snatched them from her. John grabbed them from Sherlock and stuffed them down the side of the armchair.

“You can have them later,” he said. “I’m going to make the lady a cup of tea.”

“Why?” asked Sherlock.

“Because it’s polite,” said John.

While he was making the tea, Mrs Hudson came up. It seemed only hospitable to offer her a cup too, and soon their landlady was chatting to their client.

Then Lestrade arrived to discuss a case with Sherlock.

“No sugar in mine,” grinned Greg.

John sighed and headed back to the kettle.





It was 11PM. Nobody showed any sign of going home.

“Sherlock,” John whispered wearily, “it’s getting late. Everyone’s been here a very long time…”

Sherlock stared at John, bemused and then comprehension dawned.

He turned to the throng: “John’s going out to get Chinese for everyone.”

There was a muddled chorus of takeaway orders in reply.

“Right,” said Sherlock to John. “Did you get all that?”

“Yes,” said John, and went to bed.

(With the chocolate biscuits.)




Author's Notes: Sherlock fanfiction: a 221B - a story in 221 words, final word beginning with "b". Holmes and Watson created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle; Sherlock and John property of Moffat and Gatiss, and the BBC.

221B form invented by KCScribbler (KCS).