Dedicated to VHunter07, to help her through some tough times.
I looked up from my notepad, waiting for our client.
He was a middle-aged man, who shared my first name and he had been in the middle of unravelling a case to Holmes, which had come just in time, I fear, to save my friend from the cocaine bottle.
"Now, Mr. Holmes." he started, "A thought has just struck me." he leaned forward in his seat, my friend mirrored his actions, "I have read a few of your books, not all, but some, well one, but, you know, I'm too busy to read. Intelligence is useless."
I raised my eyebrows in my corner, Holmes' eyes flickered over, catching the movement, and a sly smile trickled it's way over his lips.
"Anyway," our client continued, oblivious to our amusement, "I heard you're brother, Myloft, is it?"
"Your loft, sir?" I asked, Holmes tried to hide his laughter.
"Whatever his name is," the man snapped, "I heard he far outstripped you in intelligence."
"That is true, Mycroft is a man unparalleled in his intelligence." my friend replied.
"Well then," stated our client, looking pleased, "I no longer need your assistance Mr. Holmes, I shall see your brother about the matter instead."
I took note of the look of mixed dissapointment, shock and positive horror on my friends face, then stood up, moved across the room to where our visitor was sitting, and socked him one right in the mouth.
"Eat that!" I said, I looked at Holmes, the disbelief at my own actions taking a moment to sink in, then the pair of us fell about laughing as a very flustered client left the room, mopping at a bleeding mouth and holding two pearly teeth in his left palm.
xD eat it!!