A/N: I apologize for how unseasonably festive this is.It's november.I need to get a grip. Also: I don't know if I have any fellow Cabin Pressure fans amongst my readers (If not, WHY EVER THE HELL NOT?)But did anyone else get a vibe of our good friend Martin Crieff from the last drabble? Upon re-reading it I kept thinking that it sounded increasingly like something Martin would do. Not that Martin would ever be making the tea/coffe. Thats Arthur's job.

Bauble

Mrs Hudson stopped outside the door to Sherlock and John's apartment, her hand hovering on the door knob.

"A little higher, John. No, to the left."

"That is my left, Sherlock."

"Fine then, my left, stretch a little."

"It's your fault it's so bloody big!"

An impatient sigh. Sherlock's, she thought.

"Look, I'll do it myself, just pass me the-"

His voice was cut off as the door swung open under the landladies slight touch. Whatever Mr Hudson had expected to find, what she was actually met with was certainly the last thing she'd thought of.

Sherlock was stood near the fire, his hand reaching out around John's, as John leant upwards towards the christmas tree that must have been assembled seemingly overnight. Sherlock was wearing a red woolen jumper, with what seemed like a reindeer printed on the front. She idly wondered how John had managed to get him to wear it.

Two strings of silver tinsel had already been wrapped around the tree, and some red tinsel adorned the fire place, rising and falling in neat crests and troughs.

Sherlock gave her a wide manic smile she usually associated with the news of a new serial killer.

"Merry Christmas, Mrs Hudson!"

He quickly took the decoration from John's hand, and smiled to himself, as he hung the last bauble.

A/N:Can I just says how much of a horrible word Bauble is? Way to many vowels in one word, it played hell with my dsylexia. I think I must have managed to spell it 17 different ways at least before I gave up and googled it.

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