“old friends” is an underrated relationship dynamic because it’s such an innocent boring sounding term for what is usually some of the wildest shit imaginable. it’s always like ‘oh yeah we go way back, we have history’ and then you find out that history includes sex, drugs, murder, divorce, war crimes and The Incident
Sorry, we localized your boyfriend. Yeah. A lot of his character got lost in translation. Had to change his name to one that would make sense to a western audience too. My deepest apologies.
this pastiche from 1895 is indistinguishable from any hiatus brain crackfic you’d find on AO3 today
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“Watson, am I not a man of resources?”
I nodded.
“Well, you remember that I wore a cloak when last you saw me?”
“Yes, yes; but–”
“Now, don’t interrupt. I had expected that meeting with the Professor. I had a portable parachute under that cloak. After we fell over the cliff in our struggle, we let go our holds, and I opened the parachute and drifted down.”
“And the Professor was dashed to death?” I asked, eagerly.
“No;” Holmes flicked the ash from his cigar; “the Professor is also a man of resources. He had a parachute, too.”
