December 4: “Holmes unwittingly ruins everything.” (from Temporarily Abaft)
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A/N: Written in third person.
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“Sherlock! Do you have any idea how serious this is?!” Mycroft glared at his brother from across his desk, grey eyes blazing.
“I had no idea the man was a Russian diplomat, Mycroft!” Sherlock threw his arms in the air. “Tell me, how was I to know?!”
“Maybe you could’ve use your bloody God-given brains to see that what you said was horribly offensive—whether it was to a diplomat or anybody else! You’ve ruined the Christmas party for everyone, and may well have started a war!” The elder Holmes slammed a fist down on his table in frustration.
Sherlock took a deep breath and slowly exhaled through his nose, trying to keep his temper in check. “Mycroft, do calm down. I am sure you will sort it all out.”
“As per usual, I am left to clean up the mess you leave behind!” Mycroft sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Get out of my office, I have a good deal of work ahead of me.”
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Festivities and Fruitcakes
FanfictionCategory: Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction / Description: These are my stories for the 2014 edition of user (of FanFiction.net) Hades Lord of the Dead's December Calendar Challenge of Awesomeness.
