For KCS...
We Go Together
Watson sighed again.
Holmes shoulders tightened minutely. Any minute now...
"Holmes? Are you sure..."
"Yes, Watson! Good Lord, man, go if you want to!"
"No, it is of no consequence..."
Sherlock Holmes ruthlessly flattened a moment of guilt, and hunched further over his desk, contemplating some clippings, and trying to fall back into a working trance. It was just so hot, this summer! He almost wanted to agree to Watson's suggestion...No. It was not yet that hot.
Another sigh.
And again, ten minutes later.
"Very well then! We shall go! But only briefly, I tell you! Come, ready yourself!"
Holmes stomped upstairs to collect his suit. It was light blue, and much too pastel in his opinion. Watson stared at his friends retreating back in bemusement, and picked up a bag from next to his chair. Moving to the door, he carefully blanked his face as Holmes returned.
"Come, Watson. Let this farce begin..." Holmes grumped, causing a pang of guilt in his friend.
"If you really do not want to go, I don't mind..."
"Pah! You almost fainted an hour ago. It will be beneficial to you." Holmes sighed, and moved to the staircase. Watson smiled slightly and followed his partner.
"My dear fellow, the sacrifice is appreciated...But what is really so terrible about the swimming baths?"
Imagine, if you will, Holmes in a Victorian bathing suit, in baby blue...