This drabble cheerfully mocks Holmes/Watson slash; that is to say, this drabble contains male/male relationship insinuations. Readers who may be offended by this subject matter may wish to refrain from reading. (Blame Chewing Gum – she wanted to know what plot bunny her 221B challenge spawned.)
"Mycroft! I'm afraid your brother is out at the moment –"
"That is quite all right, doctor, for you are the one I mean to speak with."
"I? Whatever for?"
In response, Mycroft slapped a bundle of papers on the table. Watson flipped through them, grimacing when he identified them. "I can assure you there is absolutely no truth to the rumor. Sherlock Holmes and I have never been, nor will we ever be, lovers. Frankly, I find the idea abhorrent."
"As do I." Mycroft kissed Watson rather possessively. "I'm glad that matter is settled. Tonight, then, at my place?"