“Oh dear, do you need help?” John couldn’t help the smirk in his voice.<\/p>\n
“This is not funny, John.” Sherlock tried to turn again in the tight space.<\/p>\n
“Oh no, you’re the one with the short friend. If you’re a bit stuck with your long legs and arms, that’s not my problem. Maybe I should call Greg, he’d love to get video of this.”<\/p>\n
“Don’t you dare,” Sherlock hissed, trying to leverage himself out.<\/p>\n
John let him stew a few minutes before finally taking pity on him and helping him out of the space.“No more climbing through crawlspaces,” said John.<\/p>\n
“Wouldn’t think of it,” grumbled Sherlock<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
“Oh dear, do you need help?” John couldn’t help the smirk in his voice. “This is not funny, John.” Sherlock tried to turn again in the tight space. “Oh no, you’re the one with the short friend. If you’re a bit stuck with your long legs and arms, that’s not my problem. Maybe I should … <\/p>\n