Shameless plug time! The Function Verse is my on-going series of 221b ficlets dealing with the lives of the Holmes Brothers pre-series. These will be coming out as inspiration strikes. They are not being written in order, but their linear narrative order is below. These stories all come out of my headcanon for these two, and make loads of ACD!canon references. There are likely going to be a LOT of these.

The story so far (this story is underlined):

Six
Delete
Diet
Never


Diet
A Function'verse Ficlet
By JadedofMara


Mycroft, though plump as a child, had been whippet thin at Uni. Carrying off gold medals from international fencing championships would do that to a person.

After his graduation from Oxford, though, when Mycroft went to work for the 'Ministry of Transport', the fencing had stopped entirely. Sherlock had been at school at the time, but the little he saw of his brother around holidays and Mycroft's 'internship' told him all he needed to know. Mycroft's love affair with fine French pastry was only cloaked by his épée training; without it, he gained three stone in a year.

When Sherlock was nineteen, after eight terrifying months of Mycroft's very existence being denied by the Home Office, Mycroft had turned up at Cambridge with a promotion, a weak excuse about Bosnia and a long, red scar across his abdomen. If that wasn't disturbing enough, Sherlock actually managed to land a few touches in the salle, and Mycroft had been visibly pained by their bout.

Sherlock had frowned behind his mask, and put his knowledge of BSL to use. Were they trying to kill you?

A sigh, and a nod.

Sherlock bit his lip, and tasted blood. That can't happen. "En garde!"

Sherlock stopped playing fair and took to twitting his brother's diet.

Mycroft lost the weight and took to carrying a brolly.


BSL: British Sign Language-You know they'd both know it
Salle: Fencing chamber-I'm sure Cambridge has one
Épée: A form of fencing characterized by an emphasis on anticipating an opponent's next move-perfect for Mycroft
'Whippet thin': Mark Gatiss' own description of himself


Read and Review, dear ones!

Ta,

Jaded