Like Spinning Plates
anonymous
September 21 2010, 05:02:37 UTC
This is what happensThe train to take Mycroft home for the holidays is late. This is predictable, of course, but it doesn't stop him from being slightly irritated at the inability of certain people to organise the simplest things. He sits on his luggage and reaches for his book. The station is almost empty, now, with only a few younger boys remaing - who do not know him, but know of him, and enough not to attempt to engage in conversation - one or two older men, stockbrokers he assumes, and a young family arguing in the corner. None of whom seem to have noticed the only oddity, a small child across the other side of the platform, standing alone
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Re: Like Spinning Plates pt 3/?
anonymous
September 21 2010, 05:07:37 UTC
"This is your room," he tells Sherlock that night, and Sherlock pulls his little coat tighter and nods. "You can stay here as long as you like. But first I need you to do something for me
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Like Spinning Plates pt 4/5
anonymous
September 23 2010, 01:26:44 UTC
This is what happens"Tell me what you see," is the question he asks, that makes Sherlock's eyes bright, placing a toy or a piece of clothing on the table in front of him. Today it's a small briefcase, retrieved from the lost and found on his way home. Sherlock's pale fingers dance across it, turning it, peering at labels, brushing over worn edges
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Re: Like Spinning Plates pt 5/5
anonymous
September 23 2010, 01:28:01 UTC
John's father is stable by the time they get to the hospital, and a doctor takes them aside and tells them that he's going to make a full recovery. John sits at his bedside for hours, and only remembers his promise to the strange kid at the park late that night, when he is in bed, trying to sleep.
He looks for him there every day for three weeks, but never finds him. Harry calls him an idiot, and anyway, if you're going to make up and imaginary name for your imaginary friend you could pick a better one than "Sherlock." Eventually, though, life happens, sneakily and in little bursts, and he forgets.
He doesn't think about him again until almost fifteen years later, when he graduates and reflects on the day he decided he would be a doctor. He spends the whole ceremony trying to remember if the boy actually ever said his name.
This is what does happenSherlock doesn't want to go to school, but he will, because Mycroft asks him to. Mycroft isn't sure how much longer that reason will hold
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God damn, way to ruin one of the more important sentences in the fic, self. *headesks forever*
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Just amazing.
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John's father is stable by the time they get to the hospital, and a doctor takes them aside and tells them that he's going to make a full recovery. John sits at his bedside for hours, and only remembers his promise to the strange kid at the park late that night, when he is in bed, trying to sleep.
He looks for him there every day for three weeks, but never finds him. Harry calls him an idiot, and anyway, if you're going to make up and imaginary name for your imaginary friend you could pick a better one than "Sherlock." Eventually, though, life happens, sneakily and in little bursts, and he forgets.
He doesn't think about him again until almost fifteen years later, when he graduates and reflects on the day he decided he would be a doctor. He spends the whole ceremony trying to remember if the boy actually ever said his name.
This is what does happenSherlock doesn't want to go to school, but he will, because Mycroft asks him to. Mycroft isn't sure how much longer that reason will hold ( ... )
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