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holmes_minor2017-11-08 01:16 pm
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Fic: Those Around Him: G
Title: Those Around Him
Form/Word count: 500
Characters/Pairing: Dr John Watson, Mr Sherlock Holmes, Inspector Lestrade, Inspector Stanley Hopkins, Mrs Hudson
Rating: G
Warning/Content: Five drabbles for this month's The Way They Were prompt
Mrs Hudson had never expected to end up as she had. Growing up she had been aware of the expectations placed on the girls of a family like hers. The best she could hope for was a husband and family. She had no wish to have children, and was confident she could manage her affairs as well as any man. Her marriage had been one of convenience, and although saddened when her husband died, for he was a good man, she was not devastated as some widows were. Now she was the landlady to the renowned and infuriating Sherlock Holmes.
John Watson had never expected to end up as he had. Growing up he had known he would need to find a profession to support himself. As a young boy he had preferred the active side of his studies, growing older he had found the idea of medicine gradually drawing him in. Without the funds to start up in practice he had opted for the military, and then faced the devastation of a career cut short. His upbringing had prepared him for success not the apparent failure he had experienced. Now he was the co-worker and confidant to Sherlock Holmes.
Inspector Lestrade had never expected to end up as he had. Growing up he had expected to follow his father and older brothers into the military, but following his father’s death he had felt obliged to stay home with his mother. He had looked around for a suitable occupation and joined the police force, slowly rising through the ranks, due to his dedication to the work. He lacked the book learning of some of his other colleagues, but his practical nature and tenacity stood him in good stead. Now he had the benefits and frustrations of working with Sherlock Holmes.
Stanley Hopkins had never expected to end up as he had. Growing up his interest in all that was around him was encouraged, and at certain times restrained (as when he threatened to fall into a pond trying to catch tadpoles), by his nanny. The police force had offered him the opportunity to combine his love of investigation with a knowledge his work could be of benefit to others. His enthusiasm had fuelled his promotion, even when a desire for the truth had proved inconvenient to some. Now he felt privileged to be working with the great detective, Sherlock Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes had always known his life wouldn’t be conventional. Growing up he had watched his elder brother make his way through school and university, and from there into government service. He could have followed suit, but he was aware the regular nature of the employment would never suit his temperament, nor permit him to indulge in his occasional love of the dramatic. Accordingly, he set out to create his own path through life. Initially he had assumed this path would be a lonely one, but he had been pleasantly surprised to find those who would share in his route.
Form/Word count: 500
Characters/Pairing: Dr John Watson, Mr Sherlock Holmes, Inspector Lestrade, Inspector Stanley Hopkins, Mrs Hudson
Rating: G
Warning/Content: Five drabbles for this month's The Way They Were prompt
Mrs Hudson had never expected to end up as she had. Growing up she had been aware of the expectations placed on the girls of a family like hers. The best she could hope for was a husband and family. She had no wish to have children, and was confident she could manage her affairs as well as any man. Her marriage had been one of convenience, and although saddened when her husband died, for he was a good man, she was not devastated as some widows were. Now she was the landlady to the renowned and infuriating Sherlock Holmes.
John Watson had never expected to end up as he had. Growing up he had known he would need to find a profession to support himself. As a young boy he had preferred the active side of his studies, growing older he had found the idea of medicine gradually drawing him in. Without the funds to start up in practice he had opted for the military, and then faced the devastation of a career cut short. His upbringing had prepared him for success not the apparent failure he had experienced. Now he was the co-worker and confidant to Sherlock Holmes.
Inspector Lestrade had never expected to end up as he had. Growing up he had expected to follow his father and older brothers into the military, but following his father’s death he had felt obliged to stay home with his mother. He had looked around for a suitable occupation and joined the police force, slowly rising through the ranks, due to his dedication to the work. He lacked the book learning of some of his other colleagues, but his practical nature and tenacity stood him in good stead. Now he had the benefits and frustrations of working with Sherlock Holmes.
Stanley Hopkins had never expected to end up as he had. Growing up his interest in all that was around him was encouraged, and at certain times restrained (as when he threatened to fall into a pond trying to catch tadpoles), by his nanny. The police force had offered him the opportunity to combine his love of investigation with a knowledge his work could be of benefit to others. His enthusiasm had fuelled his promotion, even when a desire for the truth had proved inconvenient to some. Now he felt privileged to be working with the great detective, Sherlock Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes had always known his life wouldn’t be conventional. Growing up he had watched his elder brother make his way through school and university, and from there into government service. He could have followed suit, but he was aware the regular nature of the employment would never suit his temperament, nor permit him to indulge in his occasional love of the dramatic. Accordingly, he set out to create his own path through life. Initially he had assumed this path would be a lonely one, but he had been pleasantly surprised to find those who would share in his route.