Prompt from Riandra: "What's so amusing?"
"What's so amusing?"
The boy was unable to answer, utterly breathless with laughter as he stood in the doorway of 221B's sitting room.
Holmes was in that lethargic mood that often overcame him at the conclusion of a case, and so did not even lift his head from the lounge. I, on the other hand, had just finished writing up my notes on that very same case, and so was quite buoyant with achievement.
The boy gestured at the window, now hiccuping in his attempt to keep in his laughter, and I followed the motion, staring out the window down to the street outside. As soon as I saw it, laughter burst out of me as well.
"The feathers!" The boy wheezed, and I laughed so hard I had to lean against the window for support.
"Holmes!" I gasped, and finally he opened his eyes and wandered over towards the window.
Even Holmes' legendary restraint of emotion was not enough to withstand the comical scene. His lips turned up, then with a shout of laughter he grabbed my shoulder, and the both of us descended into cackling glee.
If it leaves you also asking yourself "What's so amusing?", goal accomplished!