"Just remember if we get caught, you're deaf and I don't speak English."
"Sherlock…"
"Oui?"
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John sighed. Then pointed to his ear, gesturing that he couldn't hear with a smirk.
"Stop! We need to interview you as a witness!"
John didn't give anything to indicate he heard the police officer behind him. Sherlock started speaking rapid French.
"Puis-je vous aider? Tu es con? Tu es putain?"
"English? Do you speak English?"
"Non. Tu es betes comme tes pieds. Je suis désolé. Je ne parle anglais."
"Sir! What about you sir?"
When he received no answer from the shorter man, he tapped him on the shoulder.
"Sir."
While John turned he made sure to be surprised by another person's presence.
"Sir, I need to ask you some questions."
John's face scrunched in confusion, tapping his ear then making an apologetic face at the officer. Then started making signs with his hands.
"Can you talk?" He received a negative response. He then mumbled. "Great. Just my luck. A tourist and a deaf man."
He waved them off, telling them that they could go, even if they couldn't understand his words (or so he thought).
They walked away, the "Frenchman" muttering apologetically and the "deaf" man looking over his shoulder with a remorseful look.
As soon as they were far enough away, they burst out giggling, crouching over to try to calm themselves.
"That was bloody brilliant! God, my stomach hurts from laughing."
Sherlock just smiled. "You know, I don't think he knows any French. I may have called him several unflattering terms."
"Really? Like what?"
"Oh, in the beginning an idiot and slut. Then I started to get creative."
"Heh. He really was an idiot. You'd think he'd notice someone reacting to sound."
Sherlock just laughed.
A/N- Wow, this is short! I just thought doing a Pinterest prompt (the first line) would be fun and this seems like something they would do if they weren't in London. I hope you like it! Dftba! :)