“I’m not going in there, Sherlock.”
“What’s the problem?”
“It’s dark and it stinks.”
“And?”
“... There's really no point with you is there?”
“I take it that you meant that as an insult.”
“Tell me, why are we going into the sewer?”
“The case, John! God it must be so boring in your funny little brain.”
“Excuse me?”
“The body was shot right next to a gutter and judging from the way the gutter grill had not been closed properly, I deduced that the killer had thrown the gun down into the sewer."
“Can't we just get the sewer cleaner to find the weapon for us?”
“No! Seriously John haven't you figured it out yet?”
“...”
“You really haven't figured it out have you?”
“Oh my God, Sherlock!”
“Fine. The sewer cleaner is the killer.”
“How on Earth do you know that?”
“Do I really have to explain it to you?”
“Sherlock if you don't answer me I will push you into the sewer and take away the ladder.”
“And you call me the child.”
“...”
“Look, the murder victim was the wife of the sewer cleaner and she'd just come to his job today to tell him that she was pregnant. However, the sewer cleaner had realised that she was cheating on him which lead him to believe that the child wasn't his. This then lead him to shot her out of rage and jealousy.”
“You're pulling my leg.”
“Why would I be pulling your leg?”
“Just... how did you deduce all of that from studying the murder victim?”
“There's a receipt in her pocket for a pregnancy test and there's a faint white ring around her ring finger which shows that her wedding ring is missing, which is due to the fact that she removes it whenever she sees her new lover.”
“Incredible.”
“What?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“...”
“...”
“So now you've learnt who the killer is do you still want to get the sewer cleaner to get the gun?”
“Okay, okay fine! We're going in there.”
~ Back at 221B Baker Street ~
“Alright you smart arse, so it was the sewer cleaner.”
“I can't believe that you still doubt me.”
“Well, sorry that I'm not a raging psychopath like you.”
“I'm a highly-functioning Sociopath, John. We've been through this.”
“Well, whatever you are, you're definitely not normal.”
“Took you a long time to figure that one out.”
“Yeah, well you still smell like a toilet.”
“...”
“...”
“Is that really the best you can come up with?”
“Shut up, Sherlock.”
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"Dammit, Sherlock!"
FanficJust little snippets of conversation between the highly-functioning Sociopath and his blogger flatmate. (I do not own the Sherlock Holmes books or TV series because if I did we would not be waiting 2 years for a new season to be released. *cough* M...
