I watched this video ( watch?v=-GnLDJAgrws) titled 'Benedict Cumberbatch can't say "Penguins"' and well... this happened. I own nothing!
"Sherlock, I got the..." John stopped in his tracks upon seeing their 'guest' "...groceries. What is that?"
"A penwing."
"Sorry, a what?"
"A penling, what else could it be?"
"Where did you get a penguin?"
"It came in the mail."
"From who?"
"No idea," Somebody important, it was post marked three hours ago. Somebody who knows me but wants to avoid me. Not that that narrows it down, Sherlock thought to himself.
An hour ago
He couldn't stop himself from saying "Bloody hell," as he just stared at the contents of the package, which stared back. Sherlock looked over the note, "Enjoy." What was he supposed to enjoy about this? Who would send him this? How do you take care of a penguin anyway? Did they now about his...difficulties?
"I'm guessing that's why it's freezing in here."
"Oh you connected the dots how refreshing," Sherlock said, annoyed by their new roommate.
"So what are we going to do about this?"
"I've contacted several zoos and aquariums and the earliest anyone can get him is Saturday."
"So it's a him?"
"Yes."
"Not going to ask. But what are we going to do until then?"
"Take care of him."
"Really?"
"What else am I going to do? I can't just let a penling roam the streets if London."
"Do you hear yourself right now?"
"I know it's strange but it's only for a few days. Mrs. Hudson is already out getting-"
"No. No not that. Do you hear yourself when you say 'penguin?'"
"'Penging.' What of it?" Christ, Sherlock thought to himself.
"No."
"No?"
"That's not how you say it."
"Penling."
"No."
"Penwin," Sherlock was trying but the word just would not come out right.
"No."
"Penglin."
"I'm not doing this," John said as he stormed into the kitchen to get away from his apparently verbally inept partner who sat in his chair, mouthing the word and making faces that could get anyone to laugh.
Anyone including the supposedly dead.
From a dark room the infamous Moriarty sat in front of his computer screen laughing hysterically at the sight. He knew Sherlock couldn't say the word, and of course Sherlock knew but he would never admit it. It would be a while before Moriarty would make his grand reveal, but this should occupy him until then.
