This one's for PGF, who wanted to see Holmes climb a tree…
"Don't be ridiculous, Holmes! You'll break your neck!"
"Oh, really, Watson," he glared at me, "I am perfectly capable of performing such a feat."
"I don't doubt your ability to get up there, it's the descending that I am wary of!"
"Would you rather we wander around in this forest until we either die of starvation or someone finds us?"
"You won't be able to get high enough anyway."
"I'll be the judge of that. Now come on, give me a boost, Watson."
"If you break your neck, I'm not going to be responsible!" I warned, cupping my hands as he got a firm grip on the lowest branch.
"If I do, then I leave the sitting room and its back-rent to you. Now heave."
"You had better not stick me with unpaid bills, Holmes," I grunted.
He stepped into my hands, hoisting himself up, then disappeared into the leafy foliage above me, bits of bark showering down on my head as he made his way to the top of the tree. Honestly, he was going to break something, I knew he was…
Two long legs suddenly slithered down to drop in front of me, knocking a dead branch onto my head. I shook it off, glaring at Holmes who was fidgeting nervously.
"Well?"
"We…are lost."
"Holmes. That is positively brilliant."