Wow, look at that-I finally updated! This will be a 221B. (I know, it's been forever. *winces*)
This isn't my best writing, (sorry...) but I was feeling rather desperate to finish this. Who knows, maybe I'll redeem myself with a sequel? Maybe? Probably? XD
Reviews and feedback is great-just no flames, please!
Sure enough, Sherlock had completely healed after one more night of rest. He was on the couch, on John's laptop, skimming through the most recent posts on the blog.
"Really, John, you decided to blog about the days that I've been sick?" Sherlock asked incredulously. "What kind of ridiculous idea is that?"
"Good morning to you, too," John replied before heading into the kitchen. "I see that you're back to normal."
John heard a harrumph and other sound effects from Sherlock as he continued to read the posts. Shortly after, he heard the sound of typing.
"What are you doing?" John asked.
"Informing Donavon that I am not a child that needs to be taken care of," Sherlock muttered. After a moment of intensive typing, Sherlock sat back up and sent the message, obviously satisfied.
John frowned and picked up the laptop. "I thought I changed the password!"
Sherlock shrugged. "Next time, choose a better one." He said.
John rolled his eyes and stared at his laptop, determined to not give Sherlock any more reasons to annoy him.
A minute of silence passed and then Sherlock murmured, "John?"
John sighed and looked up. "Yes, Sherlock?"
"Thank you."
John blinked. "Say that again?"
Sherlock didn't repeat himself. However, John smiled and returned to his laptop.
It looks like Sherlock Holmes was back.
