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All your coffee are belong to Gabe!

Location: The Cravat
Time: N/A. (Though for all intents and purposes it is morning.)


This morning, as with many mornings, Gabe's first thought was one word. This one word was 'coffee.' He carefully extricated himself from his and Jeannot's bed, making sure not to wake his love as he did. He left the room quietly and went down the stairs, looking for any new room, hopefully one containing a coffee-maker and some grounds. As luck ((or possibly the BC's inherent MKCSR powers)) would have it, the first room he decided to explore was the kitchen, the coffee-maker on the counter like a gift from G-d. He only had to look through two cupboards before finding the coffee grounds and cups, and he set about making it, humming Chelsea Hotel #2 very loudly to himself. Once done, he sat upon the counter, impatiently watching it percolate.

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kissingmyelbow
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:15 am (UTC)
"I am now," Gabe admitted. "You're gotta admit that it's pretty funny, especially since it's Doctor John fucking Watson we're talking about. Not just any man throwing shoes at his ex-boyfriend, no." He laughed, shaking his head. "It's Doctor John Watson throwing shoes at The Great Sherlock Holmes." He was pretty sure it would never actually stop being funny, though he managed to quiet his laughter.
simplysidhe
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:21 am (UTC)
"It wasn't shoes, plural," Holmes disagreed vehemently, "it was shoe, singular."
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:28 am (UTC)
"It would've been both if you hadn't run away so quick," Gabe replied. "Did he hit you, by the way? With his 'superexcellent aim'?" He wasn't sure why he'd said 'superexcellent.' It had seemed like the thing to do.
simplysidhe
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:33 am (UTC)
"He did not," Holmes said, not without pride. "Superexcellent though his aim may be." He frowned. "Superexcellent? What does that mean?"
mouette_mots
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:37 am (UTC)
(())
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
"It seems pretty self-explanatory, to me," Gabe said, swinging his legs over the counter, much like a small child. He glanced over at the door, slightly impatient. His impatience is another way he's much like a small child. "Hopefully Jeannot is up there talking some sense into the Good Doctor." He smiled. "After all, we haven't heard the right shoe hit the wall, have we?"
simplysidhe
Jan. 29th, 2007 03:24 am (UTC)
"No, that we haven't," Holmes agreed, "although the fact that he has not arrived downstairs already does not speak towards his stability either."
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 29th, 2007 03:38 am (UTC)
"True," Gabe muttered, hopping down from the counter. "Though maybe Jean is trying to talk some sense into him. They seemed to have been getting along pretty well yesterday. Maybe it'll work."
simplysidhe
Jan. 29th, 2007 03:48 am (UTC)
"Perhaps." Holmes was looking worried, though. "A silence of this duration, though. . ." He paused, and as if on cue, which was exactly what it was, there came a muffled shout from upstairs. "And it is a problem! I'm married, and I love her, and besides it isn't possible and I really. . ." Watson's voice quieted, becoming gradually inaudible. Holmes's eyebrows hit his hairline.
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 29th, 2007 11:43 pm (UTC)
((I think we, the Authors, should shamelessly manipulate acoustics [and/or the laws of space, time, physics, and The Universe] at every possible opportunity. Or any time it would be funny or useful, at least.))

Gabe resisted the urge to laugh very nobly. He raised his coffee mug, solemn."I propose a toast," he said, intending no pun, "both to Jean and his people-skills, and to Watson and his shouting."
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:07 am (UTC)
Holmes raised his own mug, his face still faintly shocked. "Indeed. Watson and his shouting. Did I tell you of the time he made a lady believe her house was on fire?"
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:12 am (UTC)
Gabe began to take a sip and laughed as he did, coffee spilling a little. "No," he said, attempting to recover his dignity. "Though I can imagine it. It was on purpose, I assume?"
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:14 am (UTC)
"Yes," said Holmes, his mouth beginning to broaden into an almost affectionate smile. "I needed her to believe her house was on fire, you see. He's the most incredibly loyal man you'd ever meet, you could tell him to shout fire in a crowded street and if he thought your cause was just, he'd do it." Holmes paused contemplatively for a moment. "Of course, that's exactly what I told him to do."
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:28 am (UTC)
"Of course," Gabe agreed, taking another sip. "I'll admit I've never shouted fire in a crowded street, nor a movie theatre. I've always felt it was one of life's smaller criminal activities that I missed in my misguided youth." He laughed. "Misguided adulthood, too, I suppose."
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:31 am (UTC)
"Criminal activities?" Holmes half laughed, half winced. "I didn't hear that, remember. Your misguided youth and adulthood fill me with the moralistic pain of the British law enforcement. But then, you are American. I wash my hands of it." The joke was lost, though, as he glanced nervously upstairs, still unsure of exactly what Watson's shout might signify.
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
Gabe saw Holmes' nervous glance. "Don't worry," he said, softly. "He'll probably come down and act like nothing at all happened." He smiled. "Though he may apologize for the Left Shoe Incident."
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 01:58 am (UTC)
"Oh, he will," Holmes laughed. "He'll feel awful about it. Malice isn't in his nature." He sighed, although unsentimentally. "I am fond of him."
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 30th, 2007 02:02 am (UTC)
Gabe shook his head. "Just 'fond'?" he asked. "Somehow I think you're understating that."
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 03:53 am (UTC)
"All right, more than fond," Holmes conceded, wrinkling his nose. "'Extremely fond.' Or maybe 'possessive.'" It was not totally impossible that Holmes was running Gabe around in circles for his own enjoyment.
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 30th, 2007 04:08 am (UTC)
"Just so long as that's not your main arguing point when you try to get him to leave his wife for you," Gabe replied, and laughed at the image of a very distressed Holmes informing an equally distressed Watson that he is very 'possessive' of him. "You'd probably get something else hurled at your head, probably something more dangerous, and probably more on target."
mouette_mots
Jan. 30th, 2007 04:13 am (UTC)
Jeannot entered the kitchen, happily unaware of whatever had passed in the room before, and went to stand next to Gabe, smiling up at his love as he caught the last sentence Gabe spoke. "No one will be throwing anything at anyone, now," he told the other men, and watched for the impending scene between Watson and Holmes. Whether it was a drama or a comedy, he wasn't yet certain, but he was content to be the audience.
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 30th, 2007 04:17 am (UTC)
"They have pistols, you know," Gabe remarked to Jeannot, leaning down to kiss his love in greeting, though he kept one eye on the Victorians the entire time.
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 04:20 am (UTC)
"Due to his well known superexcellent aim - " Holmes began absently, then started. "Why on earth do I keep using that word?"
simplysidhe
Jan. 30th, 2007 04:46 am (UTC)
((I am talking to myself, as we appear to be having linear problems again.))

"I'm sure I don't know," Watson said automatically, slightly flustered. "It certainly doesn't sound like you."

Silence reigned for a moment. Holmes said, "Are you going to throw your shoe at me?"

Watson swallowed and shook his head. Holmes indicated the coffee pot, and Watson took a mug, poured himself some, and went to stand near Holmes, although a safe distance.
mouette_mots
Jan. 30th, 2007 04:50 am (UTC)
Jeannot shook his head at the two Victorians and slipped an arm around Gabe's waist, enjoying his presence. He leaned up to whisper in Gabe's ear, "They will not be fighting much longer, I think." He glanced over at Watson, giving him an encouraging look.

Suddenly realizing that the two might like some privacy for their dramatic reconciliation scene, Jeannot looked at Holmes, unsure. "We can go somewhere else, if you like," he offered, not very convincingly, as he would like to stay to see what happens, plz, as would Callirhoe.
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