thereoncewasa-pirate:abitofholmesandwatson:deastrumquodvicis:twistedkaraoke:h3rring:twistedkaraoke:h

thereoncewasa-pirate:abitofholmesandwatson:deastrumquodvicis:twistedkaraoke:h3rring:twistedkaraoke:h3rring:twistedkaraoke:h3rring:naive-but-not-innocent:Never fails to make me laugh :)his face, oh my god.I’ve never seen anyone look more like an angry ostrich.Sherlock Holmes, the world’s only consulting ostrich.Please excuse me while I print this out, put it in a nice frame and hang it on my wall.Problem?“But it’s the solar system!” Sherlock flapped his wings in frustration. “Oh, hell- what does that matter? So we go around the sun, if we went around the moon, or round and round the garden like a teddy bear – it wouldn’t make any difference! All that matters to me is the work. Without that, my brain rots.” He shook his head. His neck, John noted, looked a bit like a vacuum cleaner hose whenever he did that. Sherlock glared at him and continued. “Put that in your blog. Or better still, stop inflicting your opinions on the world.” And with that, he turned away from John and strode over to a tastefully decorated bowl of sand next to the couch. He made sure to throw John one more angry look before demonstratively putting his head in the sand.John frowned and got up. Sherlock immediately retracted his head from the bowl, sending bits of sand and some stray feathers flying through the room. He raised his feathery eyebrows at his flatmate. “Where are you going?”“Out,” John answered, batting away a fluttering feather. “I need some fresh air.”_____________________So now I’m writing ostrich!Sherlock fanfiction.I HOPE YOU’RE HAPPY NOW.I…don’t…what?  Yes…but no….this fandom is my soulmate -- source link

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