In one of Mrs Hudson's Kitchen threads, Mrs Noggin said "I am, alas, unchanged". Jack63kids responded "The Constant Noggin - sound like a fic title... =;-D" I, being the word thief that I am, stole their words and put together this 221B for their amusement, and yours.
Disclaimer: Don't own, though I'd very much like to!
It never changes. Sherlock's head is filled with information that spills out of his mouth in an endless stream, yet it remains constant.
The Constant Noggin.
Think I'll refer to it as that from now on. That head, and the fascinating stuff it holds, is still a source of amazement and wonder even after all this time.
There's even space in there for a little mind reading- I have a grin on my face as I'm sitting here, thinking about his noggin… he's looking at me all puzzled and I can almost see the cogs turning as he tries to deduce me. Hah, Mr Clever Sherlock Holmes! You'll never get it… not in a million years.
I wonder what he'd say if he knew I called his head The Constant Noggin? Just like that. With capitals.
Would he get all uppity and posh about it? Or would I be treated to one of his delighted chuckles, the ones that send shivers down my spine and giggles bubbling up from my belly?
I wonder, now I've named it, if running my hands through his hair will throw his Noggin off kilter? Will he still clutch at it in desperation?
Much more to the point, will I still be able to soothe it, let it find peace, when I take him to bed?
A/N: Noggin: Slang: The human head.