Memeage

[awanderingbard]

From joonscribble:

1. Pick a character (either a canon character or an original character) and ask me a question about him/her/it.

2. I'll answer the question with a fic snippet.

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[awanderingbard.livejournal.com]

This one was a bit hard, as I think a lot of the more memorable moments I've written about, so I've gone with the most unexpectedly sweet thing Sarah remembers him doing.

Best Man

"Is Sherlock okay?" Sarah asked, quietly.

"Yeah, I think he's getting his Best Man speech out of his mind palace," John replied.

Sure enough, a moment later Sherlock's eyes opened and he stood up, picking up a glass and tapping it. The room fell silent.

"Here we go," John muttered. He took her hand under the table.

"When I'm trying to order my thoughts for a case or puzzling out a problem or forcing myself to write a Best Man speech," Sherlock began. "I often compose music. It helps me sort out and organize everything I know or need to know. However, in this instance, I seem to have ended up with a song and no solution. I consulted a person in the know," he nodded toward Mrs Hudson, who smiled. "And we both decided it was probably for the best if I didn't attempt to speak at all. So, instead I'm going to play. Molly?"

Molly scurried up from the back of the room with Sherlock's violin in hand. He took it from her and she scurried away again.

"This composition is entitled 'This is Ridiculous'," Sherlock announced. He tucked the violin under his chin and began to play.

John and Sarah both started laughing, as the beginning of the song was extremely frustrated sounding, all discordant notes and stabbing, quick sounds. After about thirty seconds, it settled out into something quite nice, if still a bit hostile sounding. Then, it went into a sweeping finale, which was just plain pleasant and simple and...sort of John and Sarah sounding. Sherlock finished with a flourish, and there was an odd round of applause, uncertain from those who didn't know Sherlock and wondered if he was taking the piss, and enthusiastic from those who did know him and knew it was actually very sincere.

Sherlock bowed and sat down. "I added the last bit this morning," he said to John and Sarah. "Mrs Hudson said it was too angry." He looked to Sarah, who was wiping an unexpected tear away. "Not good?"

"No," Sarah agreed. "Brilliant."

[shadowfireflame.livejournal.com]

Aaaah, omg, this is so beautiful! Sorry that it was hard, I just love seeing Sherlock do unexpectedly sweet things now and again. I was torn between asking that one and asking what was something unexpectedly nice that Sherlock did to/for Mycroft because those moments are so precious.

Anyway, I love the idea that Sherlock wrote a composition just for them with Mrs. Hudson and Molly's help, that was a lovely touch. And Sarah wiping away a tear, ohhhh so lovely. I laughed at the end when the round of applause was confused because of the people who didn't know Sherlock. But it's clear he was writing just for Sarah and John, and that's what makes it so special. Awww. Thank you! :)

[awanderingbard.livejournal.com]

Oh, good! I wavered back and forth so hard on whether it was okay, so I'm pleased you enjoyed it! I wanted it to be sappy but not too sappy, and originally he was going to speak, but that was worse, so I just decided to have him accidentally do something nice. Like, he didn't even mean to write them a song, but he sort of did, so whatever. It seemed sort of Sherlockish to take something he doesn't want to do and bend the rules to make it palatable. Don't worry about hard prompts, I enjoy a challenge. :-D