Watson's bull pup whined and scratched at the bathroom door.
"What's wrong boy?" asked Watson picking the dog up. Then he remembered he had trained the dog to go on special dog bathroom pads ("pee pee" pads for short) and he had left them on the bathroom floor.
"Holmes get out of the bathroom, for god's sakes the dog needs to go before- oh, Ew, Gladstone!"
Watson held the dog away from him as it had just peed all down his front.
Holmes walked out of the bathroom and snickered. "Oops, sorry Watson."
Watson scowled and pushed the dog on Holmes. "I'm going to change don't touch anything."
"Oh, look, toooouch!" Holmes jumped up and down poking the nearest walls.
"Childish Holmes, really childish." He mumbled as he walked down the hall to his room.
"Serves u right." Holmes muttered under his breath. He still hadn't forgotten the flour episode.
Holmes waited a few minutes before deciding to read Watson's emails as the snoop he was. Walking across the hall he flung himself into the computer chair, pulled the computer towards him, and started reading.
"Yo, Watson, you have a email from the she devil."
"She devil? If you mean my editor… Oh, wait that nice girl that wished Mrs. Hudson happy birthday?" Watson walked back into the room with a fresh set of clothes on and a clean dog in his arms.
"Yes her."
"Well, read it out."
"Hey!
Yes! I get to be your pen pal, I get to be your pen pal! XD now... ORANGE! Your turn!
By the way, I was discussing you guys with my sister, and I said: "Holmes may be 'smart' but Watson is definitely hotter! especially in a skimpy bathing suit!" then I started giggling like mad at the mental image and was blushing while my little sis chased me and hit me. Yeah.
~Random insane fangirl/pen pal, out!"
Holmes looked disgusted. "Skimpy bathing suit?"
Once while in college we learned about a certain type of righting called manga. The picture of characters would have exaggerated looks on their face. I must have looked like that with huge eyes, lots of blush, and mouth on the floor.
"Um… Welll, um…"
"Well, that was the most disturbing image I've ever heard of in my inter life…" said Holmes.
I hastily changed the subject my face still glowing red. "So, what fruit or whatever are you going to send back?"
"Hmm, Entawak." He sniffed. "Look it up it's a real fruit."
"I'm sure it is."
Just then Mrs. Hudson walked in with a small plate of cookies.
"Here you are Mr. Holmes." She said handing them to a surprised Holmes.
"Thank you Mrs. Hudson. What is the occasion?"
"Well I felt bad about making you clean all the laundry so I thought this would help make it up."
Several minutes later all the cookies were gone.
"Wonderful Mrs. Hudson." He said happily handing back the plate.
"Were they?" she asked. "I baked them with the flour you used to roll Dr. Watson dirty underwear in."
Holmes ran to the bathroom to barf them up and wash out his mouth while me and Mrs. Hudson roared with laughter.
A/N: hee hee hee! :D GO MRS. HUDSON! ^-^ she is the perfect land lady.