a/n:Prompt from DetectiveAtWork-Holmes gets lost in the woods with Watson (supposed to be funny)-
Holmes and companions do not belong to me.
POV of Watson, then Holmes, then Watson, then Holmes...
Lost
"Admit it, my dear fellow, we've been going round in circles;
In fact, to tell the truth, I think we're absolutely lost.
You know I have no issue with your constant thirst for knowledge,
But your detour from the path, to search for clues, was at a cost.
The woods are dark and deep; to cap it all, it's started raining;
We should have eaten hours ago; I'm hungry and I'm cold.
Of course, I'm right behind you, and we'll make it through together
But, my leg is playing up, we're in a fix, if truth be told."
~o~
"My dear Watson, just regard this as another grand adventure!
The woods will not defeat us, we'll get safely home, dear chap!
Although, perhaps, instead of several test tubes and a text book;
I should have brought a large umbrella, compass, and a map.
And, yes, I should have left a note to say where we were going
So someone (Mrs Hudson) could devise a rescue plan.
Just lean upon my arm, and carry on, a little longer,
We need to find some shelter from this rainstorm, if we can."
~o~
"I'm sorry, Holmes, of course, I didn't really mean to grumble;
We've dealt with worse scenarios than this, a hundred times.
And, yes, despite the weather ( now, I do believe it's sleeting ),
There's nowhere I would rather be, than out here, solving crimes."
~o~
"Look, Watson, here's the clearing, where this long excursion started;
This means, thank God, our endless woodland tour is at an end!
A cab ride home, a change of clothes, a welcome blazing fire.
You've earned a meal at Simpson's, too; my soggy, loyal friend."
~o~
(This tale, unlike the first two, has no vengeful lady featured;
It seems a shame to not include a single one at all.
So, picture Mrs Hudson, as she spies the heaps of clothing,
And the trails of mud and water on her freshly polished hall.)
~0~