My apologies for the poor quality, I've been trying to get these stories up faster, and I'm afraid the quality may have suffered.
From Wordwielder:
9) Tinsel
A small strand of brightly coloured metal dropped into a test tube Holmes was working on, landing with a soft plop. Concentration broken from his experiment, Holmes looked up to see a thread of tinsel adorning the space over his workbench.
"Mrs Hudson!" he shouted, fishing the strand of tinsel out of the tube.
He heard the soft sounds of someone coming up the stairs, followed by his landlady's voice saying, "What is it, Mr Holmes?"
"What is tinsel doing here?" He scowled, turning to face her, and holding up the strand of tinsel as evidence.
"It's Christmastime, Mr Holmes," Mrs Hudson said, looking disapprovingly at him. "Christmas decorations make the house look cheery."
"I don't care if it is cheery or otherwise, just keep it away from my experiments!" Holmes turned back to his experiment as Mrs Hudson left the room, muttering to herself about sour lodgers and lack of Christmas feeling. Just as he was about to add the final ingredient to his experiment, there came a soft plop, as another strand of tinsel dropped into his test tube.
"Mrs Hudson!"
