So, um…. Someone wanted me to continue this oneshot, so… yeah….
Enjoy!
I don't own Sherlock or Doctor Who… ;^;
Author: *clears throat* ahem. Ok, so we're back. The technical difficulties have been resolved. Continue the story.
John and Sherlock: … Um….
The Doctor: *offers them the burning stuff* Want some?
Oswin: *peeks out from the TARDIS* DOCTOR! THOSE ARE NOT CUPCAKES!
The Doctor: SOUFFLE GIRL!
John: Wait. Who are you guys? What is that? *points to the TARDIS*
Sherlock: Can't you tell, John? That man is impressively old. And the blue phone box is a time machine.
John: … Time machine?
Oswin and The Doctor: *look at Sherlock*
The Doctor: How did you know?
Sherlock: Well….
John: Don't get him started.
Sherlock: Now now, John. You should let me-
John: *interrupting*No.
Author: Ok… Nope. Stop. More technical difficulties. W-we… to be…. up….
~ We will be back shortly~
Hi! Well, please review and favourite and whatnot. :D I might continue this odd script thing. I dunno. Once again, Impossible Oswin. Go find her. NOW.