December 28: "Outer space" (from V Tsuion)
It was late at night after a particularly trying case. Holmes and Watson had each had a brandy or two hours ago, and now sat in contemplative silence in their chairs by the fire, as the clock ticked its way well into the early hours of the morning.
"Holmes?" said Watson at length.
"Hm?" the detective grunted from his slumped position on the settee.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to visit outer space?" Watson asked.
Holmes sighed. "You have been reading far too much romantic fiction, old fellow."
"But have you?" Watson pressed.
"It is hardly pertinent to my work," Holmes continued.
"Still, you are not answering the question," said Watson. He grinned, realizing he was onto something.
Holmes sighed heavily. "Oh, fine, Watson. If you must know, I read a good deal of Jules Verne as a child. One of my aunts gifted me From the Earth to the Moon when I was a boy of eleven or twelve. It was one of my favorite books at the time."
"Ha!" Watson replied. "I knew you must have something stored in that brain attic of yours besides criminal data and German music."
"Oh, hush, Watson."