A/N: Hey, all! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, but I got inspired, and
this is the result. I hope you enjoy this. btw, I would like to get a
couple of reviews before I update again. It'd be great to see that little
review counter to get to 15, but I'll settle for less Please R&R! Oh, and
the usual disclamer: I don't own Sherlock Holmes, or anything related to it
so please don't sue me, but Anna is mine, so is Ollie.
~Kirjava
Chapter 6
Anna and the two men stepped into the quiet house. Then, the house ceased to be quiet.
"MOM ! I'M HOME!" Anna yelled. Ollie, who was back from the vet, began barking wildly, and Anna heard him come thudding into the room. There was an "Oof!" from Holmes, and more barking from Ollie.
"Oh, I see you've met my guide-dog, Ollie." Anna said with a grin. She was imagining what the scene might look like. Her image wasn't quite far from what was really going on. Ollie was a huge mutt, part English Sheep Dog, and part just about everything else.
"This dog," Holmes said, emphasizing the last word, as if he believed that Ollie couldn't be considered a dog. "Is shedding all over me. Please get him off, Anna."
"Gee, Mr. Holmes, if I didn't know better, I'd say you don't like dogs much. Ah, well, too bad for you. C'mere Ollie, leave Mr. Holmes alone now, as much as I'd love to let you bug him some more." Anna said, trying hard not to laugh. "Dr. Watson, would you like to meet Ollie? He's a very sweet dog." Holmes snorted in disbelief, while Watson had his face enthusiastically washed by Ollie. Then, Anna's mother walked downstairs to the unusual scene.
"Anna? Why are there two strange men in the house? And why are you wearing that funny looking dress?" Anna's mother asked, her puzzlement showing in her voice.
"Uh, Mom? We, uh, sorta, kinda have company." Anna said, wondering how on earth she was going to explain the fact that two of the most celebrated detectives in history were in their home.
"Well, I can tell that sweetie. But I want to know who they are and why they are here. Something tells me that you have a lot of explaining to do." Mrs. Moriarty said. She was feeling a migraine coming on.
"Well, Mom, since I don't think you'll believe me anyway, I'm gonna be real blunt. The taller of the two men is Mr. Sherlock Holmes, and the other man is his associate, Dr. John Watson. Apparently there is an anomaly in time, you know, like what dad was doing research on, in the Mall. Right near the food court, actually. I'm guessing it corresponds with a similar one, which I also ran into, in early 20th century London. They, uh, accidentally followed me thru."
"Anna," her mother said in a warning tone, "You don't need to make up lies to me. You can tell me the truth."
"But, but, Mom!" Anna wailed, "I told you the truth! I really didn't make it up! I'm 15, not five! Please, come on. Just imagine for a second that you believe me, then talk to these guys, They'll back me up on this. And you know that dad's equations worked out, it really could happen." Anna said, using her trump- her dad's experiment.
"Okay, I'll pretend for a few minutes that what you just said could possibly be true."
"Alright then." Anna said decisively, "You, Mr. Holmes, and Dr. Watson can talk everything out. If they have issues believing that this really is the 21st century, show them one of your DVD's. I think the 1st season of CSI would be best. I'm going out for a walk, and I'll take Ollie out with me." I really don't think they'll doubt this is the 21st century, not after seeing the Annapolis Mall. Anna thought the last part, not wanting to sass any of the adults just yet. With that, Anna called Ollie to her, grabbed onto his harness, and started out the door.
~Kirjava
Chapter 6
Anna and the two men stepped into the quiet house. Then, the house ceased to be quiet.
"MOM ! I'M HOME!" Anna yelled. Ollie, who was back from the vet, began barking wildly, and Anna heard him come thudding into the room. There was an "Oof!" from Holmes, and more barking from Ollie.
"Oh, I see you've met my guide-dog, Ollie." Anna said with a grin. She was imagining what the scene might look like. Her image wasn't quite far from what was really going on. Ollie was a huge mutt, part English Sheep Dog, and part just about everything else.
"This dog," Holmes said, emphasizing the last word, as if he believed that Ollie couldn't be considered a dog. "Is shedding all over me. Please get him off, Anna."
"Gee, Mr. Holmes, if I didn't know better, I'd say you don't like dogs much. Ah, well, too bad for you. C'mere Ollie, leave Mr. Holmes alone now, as much as I'd love to let you bug him some more." Anna said, trying hard not to laugh. "Dr. Watson, would you like to meet Ollie? He's a very sweet dog." Holmes snorted in disbelief, while Watson had his face enthusiastically washed by Ollie. Then, Anna's mother walked downstairs to the unusual scene.
"Anna? Why are there two strange men in the house? And why are you wearing that funny looking dress?" Anna's mother asked, her puzzlement showing in her voice.
"Uh, Mom? We, uh, sorta, kinda have company." Anna said, wondering how on earth she was going to explain the fact that two of the most celebrated detectives in history were in their home.
"Well, I can tell that sweetie. But I want to know who they are and why they are here. Something tells me that you have a lot of explaining to do." Mrs. Moriarty said. She was feeling a migraine coming on.
"Well, Mom, since I don't think you'll believe me anyway, I'm gonna be real blunt. The taller of the two men is Mr. Sherlock Holmes, and the other man is his associate, Dr. John Watson. Apparently there is an anomaly in time, you know, like what dad was doing research on, in the Mall. Right near the food court, actually. I'm guessing it corresponds with a similar one, which I also ran into, in early 20th century London. They, uh, accidentally followed me thru."
"Anna," her mother said in a warning tone, "You don't need to make up lies to me. You can tell me the truth."
"But, but, Mom!" Anna wailed, "I told you the truth! I really didn't make it up! I'm 15, not five! Please, come on. Just imagine for a second that you believe me, then talk to these guys, They'll back me up on this. And you know that dad's equations worked out, it really could happen." Anna said, using her trump- her dad's experiment.
"Okay, I'll pretend for a few minutes that what you just said could possibly be true."
"Alright then." Anna said decisively, "You, Mr. Holmes, and Dr. Watson can talk everything out. If they have issues believing that this really is the 21st century, show them one of your DVD's. I think the 1st season of CSI would be best. I'm going out for a walk, and I'll take Ollie out with me." I really don't think they'll doubt this is the 21st century, not after seeing the Annapolis Mall. Anna thought the last part, not wanting to sass any of the adults just yet. With that, Anna called Ollie to her, grabbed onto his harness, and started out the door.
