Sherlock Fanfiction: Revisionist
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221_b_baker_streetTitle: Revisionist
Author: Saki101
Genre: slash
Rating: R
Length: ~10K
Disclaimer: I don't own BBC's Sherlock and no money is being made.
Author's Notes: Written for Sherlockmas 2012 for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elanorofcastile . Post-Reichenbach.
Excerpt: “When Harry and I were children," John said, "my parents would take us down to the beach in the summer; I used to play pinball in the arcades on the rainy days.”
“Were you any good?” Sherlock asked, opening a book, leafing rapidly through the pages.
“Very good; but there would always come that moment when the silver ball sped between the flippers and there was nothing I could do about it,” John replied.
“Excellent hand-eye coordination, fast reflexes,” Sherlock murmured, eyes skimming down a page.
“I felt like that metal ball when you were gone.”
On AO3. On LJ.
Author: Saki101
Genre: slash
Rating: R
Length: ~10K
Disclaimer: I don't own BBC's Sherlock and no money is being made.
Author's Notes: Written for Sherlockmas 2012 for
elanorofcastile . Post-Reichenbach.Excerpt: “When Harry and I were children," John said, "my parents would take us down to the beach in the summer; I used to play pinball in the arcades on the rainy days.”
“Were you any good?” Sherlock asked, opening a book, leafing rapidly through the pages.
“Very good; but there would always come that moment when the silver ball sped between the flippers and there was nothing I could do about it,” John replied.
“Excellent hand-eye coordination, fast reflexes,” Sherlock murmured, eyes skimming down a page.
“I felt like that metal ball when you were gone.”
On AO3. On LJ.
