December 5

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December 5: “Snowed in.” (from I’m Nova)

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A/N: Third person POV.

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The snow had been falling fast since mid-afternoon Monday.

“Goodness, Holmes! I can hardly even see the houses across the street, what with all this snow!”

“I can assure you with confidence that they look just like they did yesterday, Watson. Do cease to strain your eyes.”

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By Tuesday, a thick blanket covered the buildings, cabs, streets, carts, and anything else left uncovered.

“Look at all that snow, Holmes!”

“Hmph.”

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By Wednesday, cabs were getting stuck in the streets, and people were trudging through the snow just to make it home to their families.

“Brr! Goodness, Holmes! You look terrible!”

“So would you, if you’d walked ten blocks home in these conditions!”

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By Thursday, Londoners were staying home from work and school, simply because they could not get through their own front doors.

“Just stay home today! I am sure your client will understand. I can’t push any harder on this blasted door!”

“Argh! Fine! But I am leaving first thing tomorrow, then!”

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By Friday, the snowfall finally began to slow, but it was too dangerously cold for anyone to begin moving the snow.

“Holmes, get back inside this instant! You’ll freeze to death in these conditions!”

“Good heavens, Watson! Don’t lean so far out of the window, you’ll frighten Mrs. Hudson to death if you fall!”

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By Saturday, the snowstorm finally passed. The sky was a clear, deep blue, but it was still extremely cold.

“Stop your whining! I don’t care if you have a telegram from a prince in Romania, you are not going anywhere this morning, it’s still much too cold!”

“But Watson!”

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By Sunday, it was finally warm enough to begin moving some of the snow, but everyone was still stuck in their homes for the day.

“Holmes, I swear, if you set one more thing on fire, boil one more smelly chemical, or shoot the wall one more time, there will be hell to pay!”

“I. Am. So. Bored.

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By Monday, hardly anyone was still snowed in, and nobody was as relieved as Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson.

“Thank God Almighty! Enough snow has been cleared for you to leave! Now get out, and don’t come back for at least a day!”

“You don’t have to tell me twice! Good-bye, Watson! I shall have a wonderful day!”

“Not as wonderful a day as I will have!”

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