Just a short little thing for you for now. Enjoy!


He looked like a mole. The resemblance was really quite disturbing. He hunched forward slightly with hulking, broad shoulders. His head was large atop the small piece of thick neck that was visible. Brown hair worn in a short buzz cut seemed to make his head look flat on top. Behind his glasses, small eyes squinted at the ground in front of him as he trod with heavy steps. You could almost see his breathing through his slack-jawed mouth not bothering to use his proportionally large nose. His skin was dark from hours in the sun, despite the way he narrowed his eyes in the light of the florescent bulbs. He was ungraceful and his arms hung uselessly still by his sides, a pair of idle hands curled slightly at the end of his thick arms. As the shuffled moleishly forward, his gaze would occasionally dart up or to the side, then back to the path in front of him. He wasn't completely obese, but he was still bulbous. You would have expected him to have a dry, wheezing voice that matched his countenance. In actuality, his voice quite deep and full. Sherlock immediately hated that voice. He immediately hated the entirety this mole.

It was immediately obvious that this man, if you could call him that, was the one who committed the murder. You could practically smell his quilt. He must be rich, especially to have wife like that. Granted, she walked all over him. That much was visible in his slightly fraying outfit and her expensive wardrobe. She obviously had many affairs, he was aware of several, possibly all, of them. The most recent was someone he was at school with. He could see that much. And he was most likely someone who made fun of him. He couldn't take it and killed his wife. All it took was one punch and her delicate neck snapped. Yes, Sherlock hated this… thing.


Author's note:

So I think I'm going to turn this into a collection of drabbles like Time Lord Victorious's. Comment letting me know, I would try to get several up a week if not one a day. Thanks for reading and please review!

Love and little bats,

Gothling