Meretricious: BBC Sherlock: Gen
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vocab_drabblesTitle: Meretricious
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC TV)
Rating: Gen
Length: 500
Prompt:meretricious
Summary: Sherlock bakes a cake for a DI.
“What are you doing, Sherlock?”
“What does it look like I’m doing? Goodness, your powers of observation are even weaker than usual. I am baking.”
John made a noise. “I didn’t know you baked.”
“It’s just chemistry, John.”
“Oh, I don’t deny you could do it, but why?”
“You’ll see.”
“You’re even decorating it? My, that’s fancy. Seems a bit,” John searched for a word and finally settled on, “meretricious.”
“And a happy New Year,” quipped Sherlock. “Now, shoo.”
John glared at his flatmate but allowed himself to be shooed out of his own kitchen.
---
“Ah, Detective Inspector Jenkins, so kind of you to stop by,” said Sherlock in that falsely chatty tone that immediately put John on high alert.
“Yes, well, Lestrade said you were a good man to know in a pinch, and this case is so strange…”
“Yes, yes, this is John Watson. My, my, look at the resemblance, you could be twins. They say we all have a doppelgänger, don’t they? Let’s sit down and talk about this case of yours. Of course, everything said will be held in the strictest confidence. Oh, and if you’ll forgive the liberty, I heard from a little bird that it was your birthday, so we could have tea and cake while we talked.”
A very haggard DI Jenkins was taken aback, but when he saw the cake, his expression changed. He was obviously delighted by it, a rich dark brown iced in two shades of green and sporting one very elegant sugar rose on top. It looked, John had to admit, delicious.
“Well, now, that’s very, very kind of you. I don’t suppose it would do any harm,” said DI Jenkins. “To tell you the truth, I almost forgot it was my birthday, this case…”
What happened next did nothing to calm John. Sherlock practically fussed.
What was he up to?
The three sat around the table, and Jenkins launched into his brief.
In about five minutes, the DI was crumpled forward, face resting on the table, snoring.
“Sherlock!” exclaimed John.
“Help me to get him to the sofa, John. Then let’s get your clothing swapped.”
“What is going on? You just drugged a police officer!”
“Oh, come on, look at him, he needs the rest. You will be taking his place for what I have in mind. Fascinating case. We will probably solve it before he even wakes up.”
“You mean you didn’t drug me, too?” asked John nastily as he took Jenkins' feet while Sherlock took the torso.
“Of course not. That would defeat the purpose entirely. And it wasn’t in the sugar.”
“No, you cured me of that a long time ago. Let me see,” John turned his head and surveyed the remains of the tea. “Oh, was it in the sugar rose? As the birthday boy with a sweet tooth, the probability was for him taking it and eating it. And it was the only one.”
“See? Not meretricious.”
“Gesundheit. Me or the rose?”
“Both.”
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC TV)
Rating: Gen
Length: 500
Prompt:meretricious
Summary: Sherlock bakes a cake for a DI.
“What are you doing, Sherlock?”
“What does it look like I’m doing? Goodness, your powers of observation are even weaker than usual. I am baking.”
John made a noise. “I didn’t know you baked.”
“It’s just chemistry, John.”
“Oh, I don’t deny you could do it, but why?”
“You’ll see.”
“You’re even decorating it? My, that’s fancy. Seems a bit,” John searched for a word and finally settled on, “meretricious.”
“And a happy New Year,” quipped Sherlock. “Now, shoo.”
John glared at his flatmate but allowed himself to be shooed out of his own kitchen.
---
“Ah, Detective Inspector Jenkins, so kind of you to stop by,” said Sherlock in that falsely chatty tone that immediately put John on high alert.
“Yes, well, Lestrade said you were a good man to know in a pinch, and this case is so strange…”
“Yes, yes, this is John Watson. My, my, look at the resemblance, you could be twins. They say we all have a doppelgänger, don’t they? Let’s sit down and talk about this case of yours. Of course, everything said will be held in the strictest confidence. Oh, and if you’ll forgive the liberty, I heard from a little bird that it was your birthday, so we could have tea and cake while we talked.”
A very haggard DI Jenkins was taken aback, but when he saw the cake, his expression changed. He was obviously delighted by it, a rich dark brown iced in two shades of green and sporting one very elegant sugar rose on top. It looked, John had to admit, delicious.
“Well, now, that’s very, very kind of you. I don’t suppose it would do any harm,” said DI Jenkins. “To tell you the truth, I almost forgot it was my birthday, this case…”
What happened next did nothing to calm John. Sherlock practically fussed.
What was he up to?
The three sat around the table, and Jenkins launched into his brief.
In about five minutes, the DI was crumpled forward, face resting on the table, snoring.
“Sherlock!” exclaimed John.
“Help me to get him to the sofa, John. Then let’s get your clothing swapped.”
“What is going on? You just drugged a police officer!”
“Oh, come on, look at him, he needs the rest. You will be taking his place for what I have in mind. Fascinating case. We will probably solve it before he even wakes up.”
“You mean you didn’t drug me, too?” asked John nastily as he took Jenkins' feet while Sherlock took the torso.
“Of course not. That would defeat the purpose entirely. And it wasn’t in the sugar.”
“No, you cured me of that a long time ago. Let me see,” John turned his head and surveyed the remains of the tea. “Oh, was it in the sugar rose? As the birthday boy with a sweet tooth, the probability was for him taking it and eating it. And it was the only one.”
“See? Not meretricious.”
“Gesundheit. Me or the rose?”
“Both.”
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