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Jun. 8th, 2011


Title: Pirates and Popcorn
Fandom: Sherlock
Author: theniwokesoftly
Pairing: John/Sherlock, can be established or pre-slash, whichever you prefer.
Rating: G

Oh, this is pure fluff. Written for humanyouth's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOVE!



"Why are we doing this?"

"It's a movie, Sherlock. It won't kill you to watch it. We're even watching a DVD instead of going to the cinema.

"Why are you making popcorn?"

"Why do you sound so suspicious about it? Popcorn is traditional for watching movies."

"Are you sure I have to watch this with you?"

"Yes. Consider your sitting through my favorite movie my birthday present."

***

"You know, Port Royal is no more than two meters above sea level at any point. There are not cliffs like that. She'd be sitting waist-deep in water, not falling off a cliff to drown."

"Well, this works better for the story."

***

"That is clearly a modern boot-print on the floor there."

"Well, I didn't see it."

"Well, you don't pay close enough attention, do you?"

"Will you leave it be?"

***

"That boat is made of wood. It would be hard enough to hold it down as is, but with air in it? They'd have to weigh at least three tonnes each. This movie is not at all accurate."

"You know, Sherlock, sometimes it's not about accuracy."

***

"John, that pirate is playing a concertina. That wasn't invented until the mid-nineteenth century."

"Oh, just belt up already."

***

"When they went into that cave, the moon was almost at the horizon. Why is the moonling coming straight down? John, I can't believe that you can ignore this sort of gross inaccuracy... Why on earth did you just dump your popcorn over my head?"

Comments

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sunnyrea
Jun. 8th, 2011 08:19 pm (UTC)
Yes popcorn dumping! Best visual!
humanyouth
Jun. 9th, 2011 06:51 pm (UTC)
Best Gift EvARRRRR!!
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