Little fic, mostly stitchlock’s idea

Comparing Notes – With Mycroft and Sherlock out of town, Greg and John compare notes over a few pints.

teaser below the cut

John knocked and stepped into Greg’s office. “Here’s that paperwork you’ve been looking for.”

Greg rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Do I even want to know how old it is?”

“It’s been around the flat a while, yeah,” John smiled. “But with Sherlock gone for the weekend I finally dug it up.”

“Yeah, I understand. Want to get a pint?”

John chuckled. “Since our Holmes’s are out of town?”

Greg rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re not supposed to know about that.”

“Yeah, well, I won’t go broadcasting it. Come on, let’s get that pint.”

Grabbing his coat, Greg led the way out. Before long they were at a pub not too close to the Met. They started off talking about work and cases but by the third round the conversation had turned to the Holmes brothers:

“So I walked in, and there’s Sherlock, starkers, with a couple eyeballs on the table and he’s trying to tell me it’s all an experiment. I asked him if nudity was really part of the lab safety manual.”

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sakibatch:

charmsandpandas:

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princesshollyofthesouthernisles:

IF YOU ARE A FAN OF FROZEN AT ALL YOU NEED TO WATCH THIS ANCHORMAN SINGING LET IT GO ON LIVE TV

I’m going to think of this every time there is horrible road conditions…which is always since I live in Michigan.

i thought this would be lame or mediocre BUT IT’S REALLY GOOD AND THE LYRICS ARE GOOD a+ trafficman

IM RELLY TRYRING NOT TTO WAKE UP MY GIRLFIEDN RIGHT NOW IM FUCKING COHCKING