408: BBC Sherlock: Bonefolder
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100wordsTitle: Down to Earth
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Rating: Gen
Notes: Dark humor, implied murder
“…is that a bone?”
“No!” lied Sherlock emphatically. “It’s a bonefolder.” He took up the object in question. “Used to make nice, sharp creases. John does our Christmas cards by hand! Just wait, as a client, there’ll be a surprise in your mailbox in December!”
“How lovely and down to earth of you. I’m an avid crafter. My sister is just wild about origami…”
John looked at Sherlock. Sherlock looked at John.
‘Christmas cards by hand! Me! Sherlock!’
‘I’ve every reason to believe this woman bound her last junk journal with her husband’s skin. She won’t be on the list.’
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Rating: Gen
Notes: Dark humor, implied murder
“…is that a bone?”
“No!” lied Sherlock emphatically. “It’s a bonefolder.” He took up the object in question. “Used to make nice, sharp creases. John does our Christmas cards by hand! Just wait, as a client, there’ll be a surprise in your mailbox in December!”
“How lovely and down to earth of you. I’m an avid crafter. My sister is just wild about origami…”
John looked at Sherlock. Sherlock looked at John.
‘Christmas cards by hand! Me! Sherlock!’
‘I’ve every reason to believe this woman bound her last junk journal with her husband’s skin. She won’t be on the list.’
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Date: 2024-09-04 06:54 pm (UTC)