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stonepicnicking_okapiTitle: Fancy meeting you here
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Pairing: Stella Hopkins/Sally Donovan
Rating: Gen
Length: 400
Prompt:
Summary: Stella and Sally cross paths and have coffee.
“Sally.”
“Stella.”
“Didn’t expect to see you here.”
“Don’t tell me they set both of us on this wild goose chase. That would be the limit.”
“No, I’m not here for work. One of the residents and my grandmother were neighbors for many years of their life. They raised children and grandchildren, side-by-side. It’s her birthday today.”
“Oh. That’s nice. I’m investigating a complaint.”
“I’d better let you get on with it. If it does turn out to be nothing, well, I was planning to have coffee at that place on the corner. Join me if you fancy.”
Sally did fancy so she found the nursing home manager, Ms. Ella Zielinksy, as quickly as she could.
Thirty minutes later, Sally was looking through the enormous glass window, scanning the inside crowd for…
…her.
Stella waved, and Sally smiled.
“I’m surprised you’re still here,” said Sally, a little breathless.
“It’s my day off. I’ve nothing on.”
Stella did not add she had ordered the most complicated drink she could contemplate drinking and then proceeded to nurse it like a baby.
“It’s not my day off,” grumbled Sally. “But for the valuable time I’ve just wasted, I deserve a little compensation. One of the residents of Gossington Manor Care made a complaint that there were bodies buried in the basement. I tried to interview her, and it felt like I was in a Greek play or something.”
“A Greek play?”
“Riddles.”
“Like this one. When I asked her how she had discovered the bodies, the resident said, ‘He was a father to so many but never had any children.’”
Stella hummed. “A priest?”
“Right! How about this one? When I asked her how many bodies she saw, she replied ‘A man shaves every day, but his hair is never any shorter.’”
“A barber?”
“Right again! You should’ve taken this call, Stella!”
“I should have, especially since I was in the neighborhood.”
“You and,” Sally consulted her notebook, “Mrs. Heather Badcock could’ve played sphinx to one another, but I couldn’t make any sense of her at all. And the nursing home doesn’t even have a basement, so that’s a wash, too. It was a complete waste of my time. Well, it was almost a complete waste of my time.”
Stella smiled. “Is it too early to have a brownie?”
“It’s never too early to have a brownie if we share.”
Stella’s eyes lit.
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Pairing: Stella Hopkins/Sally Donovan
Rating: Gen
Length: 400
Prompt:
Summary: Stella and Sally cross paths and have coffee.
“Sally.”
“Stella.”
“Didn’t expect to see you here.”
“Don’t tell me they set both of us on this wild goose chase. That would be the limit.”
“No, I’m not here for work. One of the residents and my grandmother were neighbors for many years of their life. They raised children and grandchildren, side-by-side. It’s her birthday today.”
“Oh. That’s nice. I’m investigating a complaint.”
“I’d better let you get on with it. If it does turn out to be nothing, well, I was planning to have coffee at that place on the corner. Join me if you fancy.”
Sally did fancy so she found the nursing home manager, Ms. Ella Zielinksy, as quickly as she could.
Thirty minutes later, Sally was looking through the enormous glass window, scanning the inside crowd for…
…her.
Stella waved, and Sally smiled.
“I’m surprised you’re still here,” said Sally, a little breathless.
“It’s my day off. I’ve nothing on.”
Stella did not add she had ordered the most complicated drink she could contemplate drinking and then proceeded to nurse it like a baby.
“It’s not my day off,” grumbled Sally. “But for the valuable time I’ve just wasted, I deserve a little compensation. One of the residents of Gossington Manor Care made a complaint that there were bodies buried in the basement. I tried to interview her, and it felt like I was in a Greek play or something.”
“A Greek play?”
“Riddles.”
“Like this one. When I asked her how she had discovered the bodies, the resident said, ‘He was a father to so many but never had any children.’”
Stella hummed. “A priest?”
“Right! How about this one? When I asked her how many bodies she saw, she replied ‘A man shaves every day, but his hair is never any shorter.’”
“A barber?”
“Right again! You should’ve taken this call, Stella!”
“I should have, especially since I was in the neighborhood.”
“You and,” Sally consulted her notebook, “Mrs. Heather Badcock could’ve played sphinx to one another, but I couldn’t make any sense of her at all. And the nursing home doesn’t even have a basement, so that’s a wash, too. It was a complete waste of my time. Well, it was almost a complete waste of my time.”
Stella smiled. “Is it too early to have a brownie?”
“It’s never too early to have a brownie if we share.”
Stella’s eyes lit.