yay! so this is my first fanfic EVER and i have no idea what to say now. wow. gg, me. anyway i hope you like:)

Sherlock was just wondering around his apartment, muttering to himself. after all, he was bored! there was nothing to do, no murders to solve. Bored with his violin, he decided to read one of the many books he had, shuffling though the large pile.

Tossing book after book over his shoulder, he said "boring, Boring, lady on the cover dies, husband gets arrested, obviously, boring, boring, why isn't there anything- oh, well whats this?" he picked up what looked like a small, metal controller-looking device with a glass window covering what looked like a large selection of colored wires. puzzling over the device, sherlock raised his eyebrows as it suddenly started vibrating, and a thin wire suddenly started rising out of the device. "what the-" he said as the device started making a voooshing sort of sound, but it was very high pitched. suddenly, if you were standing at the outside watching this happen, it would look like Sherlock just started yelling, slowly fading away till he disappeared completely.

at that moment, you would hear the unlocking of the front door as John stumbled into the apartment, arms full of shopping bags. "Hey Sherlock, i've got a new case! 5 people have been murdered and two of them left death notes…" he faded off has he didn't hear a reply. "Sherlock?" he asked. He stood there for a second before sighing, and trudged to the kitchen. maybe Sherlock went out, he thought. or else he'd be jumping at the news…

on the other hand, again, you you were witnessing what was happening, it would seem that there was, again, a strange voooshing sound, then as the sound increased you would hear some man yelling, and the strange man would gradually appear to be holding a strange device out in front of him, shaking it like how you would shake a wet umbrella. gradually, however, the sound stopped and the man, realizing that it stopped, ceased yelling. Sherlock looked around, confused. "WHERE THE HELL AM I" he shouted, really, really confused. he then took a minute to actually look around and examine his surroundings. It would appear he was in a dome-shaped structure, with numerous holes in the walls, and 4 staircases, two of which were going up, two of which were leading down. the ceiling seemed to be made of a kind of… copper? in the shape of huge tubes. in the center of the copper tubes, there was a kind of copper column that lead to what appeared to be a control console. it looked complicated, like it was supposed to be controlled by about 7 people… lots of gadgets attached to it…

*BANG* Sherlock turned around, startled. should he hide? what was happening? was this the person who abducted him?…

instead of anything he imagined, a tall, skinny fellow practically flew down the stairs, running passed him to the control panel. after him, a girl with red hair and a freckled face popped her head out of the door. "Whats wrong, Doctor?" she shouted at the man who was apparently "the Doctor" whatever that meant. she spoke in an irish accent, Sherlock noted.

"AMY GUESS WHAT, WE HAVE SUMMONS" he said, pulling out a wallet-looking thing, which had nothing but a piece of paper, which happened to be blank.

"SEE" he yelled.

"WELL, WHERE TO?" she said.

"I DON'T KNOW" he yelled, running around the console, pulling at a bunch of gadgets. "NEVER BEEN THERE BEFORE."

"FOR GODS SAKE, JUST STOP YELLING AT EACH OTHER." Sherlock shouted, surprising himself just as much as he surprised them. they stared at him.

"what- how-" the girl said, coming down the stairs to stand by the Doctor, who looked just as confused. "how did you get in?" she looked at the doctor. "Doctor, i thought you said nobody could get in without-"

"i know what i said Amy. you don't have to repeat it." the Doctor said quietly, using his arm to push the girl "Amy" behind him. "who are you and where did you come from?" he asked cautiously.

"i came from the same place you come from, "doctor" judging by your accent." he said, using his hands to quote "the Doctor".

"no, no, no you must be wrong, everybody who lived where i came from are dead." he said, squinting his eyes at him. he seemed to be studying Sherlock, as Sherlock as studying the Doctor. this doctor fellow seemed to have lived on his own for quite some time, judging by his fashion sense. he also seemed to be older than he appears, much older, by the looks of it. he wondered wether the doctor went through any sort of plastic surgery. his eyes knew sadness, of making a grave choice, perhaps even a choice of life of death. he has seen many things, knew loss and at the same time knew love, and how he protects and talks to amy, especially acting around her, you can tell he really cares for her. the doctor licked his lip, and pointed at the strange device that Sherlock forgot he was holding. "whats that" he asked.

"uh…" sherlock didn't know how to answer. then he remembered how he got to where he is in the first place and dropped the device.

"whoa, there, don't break it." the doctor said, catching the device before it hit the floor. he then took a closer examination of it. "Oh this thing! i thought i lost it!"

"so i suppose you know what it is, then."

"of course i know what it is."

"well"

"well"

"what is it?"

"OH so thats what you wanted. uh o-kay, this is a tardisara."

"excuse me?"

"what?"

Sherlock sighed. "whats a tardisara?"

"oh it stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space And Returns Anywhere."

Sherlock Blinked."i'm sorry, but what."

the doctor sighed. "it returns you, wherever you are, to the tardis."

"so i would assume we are in what would be a Tardis."

the doctor bounced on his heels. "yes"

Amy cut in "ok so now that we have pleasantries over with, who are you?"

"why, I'm Sherlock Holmes" he said, standing up straight.

"wait. THE Sherlock Holmes." Amy seemed shocked for some reason.

"yes. why, do you read John's blog?"

"she stared at him. "John's what."

"Amy…" the doctor puller her over to speak to quietly, though Sherlock could still make out bits of what they were saying.

"he said John had a blog. they shouldn't even have computers yet. how could he have a blog"

"maybe he's from another dimension. don't know what my tardisara's doing in another dimension, though." he looked puzzled.

dimension?

"he's supposed to be from the 1880's. doctor whats happening." she looked scared.

1880's?

"you know, we can question him later. its quite rude to ignore guests."

"right."

they walked over to him.

"Hello, Mr. Holmes. I'm Amy and this is the doctor. would you perhaps like to stay for tea while we get this all sorted out?"


haha so there it is! LOL im so not used to this. anyways, i might write another chapter, probably will, idk, and im sorry if my characters seem rather oc-ish. 'pologies for that. please comment nice things, if you dont- well, whatever i guess. encouragement is nice, i s'pose LOL. i think ill update it tmw. yeah ok thats a thing now. anyways, i look forward for anything you guys have to say. byee! (waves)