Holi Day

It was on the way back to the hotel, after leaving the thief that they had come all this way to find in police custody, that Sherlock suddenly cried, "This way, John!" and took off at a run down a crowded alleyway.

John blinked, but followed, and it wasn't until he turned a corner and stumbled headlong into the particoloured crowd of dancers that he thought to wonder what on earth Sherlock was up to. Then Sherlock appeared at his shoulder, teeth white in a face suddenly gone blue, a fistful of coloured powder at the ready.

"Sherlock, wait!"

*Poof!*





The prompt for today at Watson's Woes was a non-British holiday. How could I resist?

Holi Day

It was on the way back to the hotel, after leaving the thief that they had come all this way to find in police custody, that Sherlock suddenly cried, "This way, John!" and took off at a run down a crowded alleyway.

John blinked, but followed, and it wasn't until he turned a corner and stumbled headlong into the particoloured crowd of dancers that he thought to wonder what on earth Sherlock was up to. Then Sherlock appeared at his shoulder, teeth white in a face suddenly gone blue, a fistful of coloured powder at the ready.

"Sherlock, wait!"

*Poof!*





The prompt for today at Watson's Woes was a non-British holiday. How could I resist?