A/N: Prompt seemed to tie in perfectly with my last chapter. I decided to make it a continuation. Therefore, enjoy carollers with a donkey in tow.
Prompt from mrspencil: Carol singing
Watson was momentarily taken aback. "Holmes," he whispered, while the lyrical notes of Away in A Manger faded on the hushed night air, "the donkey winked at us."
"Impossible, Watson. Perhaps you've had too much brandy."
"Hm, no. I'm sure he's having fun with us." He gave the placid animal a scrutinising look.
The long-eared donkey stared back, unconcerned.
The leader of the carollers came over to the two gentlemen. "A Happy Christmas to you both!"
"Why, John Horner!" Watson recalled, "A pleasure to see you this year under improved circumstances."
"It is indeed, Mr Holmes and Dr Watson," Horner shook each man's hand. "I can't thank you enough for all you did for me in that matter of the stolen blue carbuncle."
A fuzzy head intruded on the trio.
"It appears we are summoned back to carolling," Horner noted, as if it was perfectly natural to follow a donkey around the city singing. "Will you honour us by choosing a favourite?"
"Silent Night?" Watson suggested.
Horner signalled his band. The words 'Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright… ' filled the air.
After the last strands of music faded away, Mrs Hudson bustled down carrying cookies for the merry singers. The furriest of the carollers received carrots though. He trotted off a very merry donkey.
Holmes and Watson watched him go. Just as he rounded the corner, the donkey glanced back and gave his listeners a decided flick of his eyelash.
"See, he winked," Watson turned to his friend.
"Hm, yes, Watson. My analysis of the impossible may need revising."