The day I was expecting:
Possible snogging in bed. Omelets, bacon, toast. Seeing everyone off to their respective destinations and wishing them luck with school/Latin exams/seminars. A planning session with Mrs Hudson re: the enormous birthday cake Sherlock wants to make with me, with frosting and sprinkles and candles and possibly the kitchen sink. Cake making.
Mrs Hudson offered to clean up after as her birthday present to me, which was very, very kind of her. Go and fetch Mycroft, and then probably takeaway pizza for everyone and the chance to force them all to watch Firefly. What? I use my birthday-related powers for good.
The day I actually got:
Definite snogging in bed. Omelets, bacon, toast. And the news that I had better go and pack because we're all going to Brighton for the weekend.
I had no idea! Lestrade is a sneaky bastard, and Mycroft was in on it too. They didn't tell Sherlock, which explains the confusion with his teacher. Lestrade had to tell her Sherlock wouldn't be there, she didn't know she wasn't meant to tell Sherlock, and Sherlock deduced that he'd be going to Lestrade's conference with him. A reasonable conclusion under the circumstances, but he's not pleased with himself for not figuring it out. And I think possibly a little disappointed he's not going to be playing a dead body for L's seminar.
He'd better get un-grumpy soon because we're leaving to get the train in about five minutes! We'll be gone until Sunday I think - the whole weekend! I'm so excited I may even forgive L for the hideous Robin Sparkles acid washed denim jacket I know he's planning. His sense of humour is occasionally questionable, but he's ace at surprises.
Possible snogging in bed. Omelets, bacon, toast. Seeing everyone off to their respective destinations and wishing them luck with school/Latin exams/seminars. A planning session with Mrs Hudson re: the enormous birthday cake Sherlock wants to make with me, with frosting and sprinkles and candles and possibly the kitchen sink. Cake making.
Mrs Hudson offered to clean up after as her birthday present to me, which was very, very kind of her. Go and fetch Mycroft, and then probably takeaway pizza for everyone and the chance to force them all to watch Firefly. What? I use my birthday-related powers for good.
The day I actually got:
Definite snogging in bed. Omelets, bacon, toast. And the news that I had better go and pack because we're all going to Brighton for the weekend.
I had no idea! Lestrade is a sneaky bastard, and Mycroft was in on it too. They didn't tell Sherlock, which explains the confusion with his teacher. Lestrade had to tell her Sherlock wouldn't be there, she didn't know she wasn't meant to tell Sherlock, and Sherlock deduced that he'd be going to Lestrade's conference with him. A reasonable conclusion under the circumstances, but he's not pleased with himself for not figuring it out. And I think possibly a little disappointed he's not going to be playing a dead body for L's seminar.
He'd better get un-grumpy soon because we're leaving to get the train in about five minutes! We'll be gone until Sunday I think - the whole weekend! I'm so excited I may even forgive L for the hideous Robin Sparkles acid washed denim jacket I know he's planning. His sense of humour is occasionally questionable, but he's ace at surprises.
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Well, I didn't think I'd pull it off, to be honest - I was sure you'd somehow figure something out. And it's no less than you deserve.
And I'm completely unsure as to whether Sherlock is grumpy for not working it out, or because Mycroft was in on it and he wasn't, or because I've had to tell him that even thought I AM going to conference next week, he can't come and be in my seminar. (and I really am going next week. No surprises, no messing about, really.)
And I think the term you actually used was 'sneaky, devious bastard git' but as you kissed me afterward I shall assume you meant it in a nice way.
Go Lestrade! Well played! I doff my hat sir. I doff my hat.
Toodle-pip,
Bronwyn
Hahahaha. You are a genius, Lestrade. Well done!
I hope you all have a fabulous time! Happy birthday, John. :)
Genius is a bit strong, I think, Lindsay. Sneaky and devious are closer to the mark. And we are currently sitting on a slightly windy-but-sunny beach, eating lunch.
And thank you, Bronwyn. But I couldn't have done it without the help of Mrs H and Anthea, who have agreed to dog-sit, or Mycroft playing a blinder with the Latin exam (which, I should add, he took in secret yesterday, not letting on to John that he had such a big test at all. In fact, this comment may be the first John has heard of it. I'll see what his response is when he checks his phone.)
I think I called you conniving as well, and I stand by it.
And you as well, Mycroft! My god, you're sneaky. I mean that as a compliment, obviously. The exam did go all right I hope?
You really didn't have to do...well, any of this. But thank you, both. I'm really touched
♥! happy happy birthday to you, danger. also, you can still make them watch firefly at the hotel :D
And thanks Lindsay and justblue for the birthday wishes. :) I did bring the firefly DVDs as a matter of fact...
Nothing makes us happier than seeing you happy. So of course we had to do something.
Happy birthday, John! That's lovely that so many people banded together to surprise you - and from what I can see, it's totally deserved.
(It does sound like you're making your own little Serenity crew - you've got Captain Tightpants with his bike leathers, River in the form of two fiercely intelligent boys, and Jayne in the form of two big pups. But you're far more amazing than Simon.)
Sweet! Enjoy the well deserved birthday weekend Danger.
Good job L & M, nicely played.
Sherlock, when I was just a couple years older than you my sisters planned a big surprise party for my parents' 25th anniversary. Everyone knew but me. They had told me that my sister and I were going to a big concert instead. I don't remember now who it was but I remember really wanting to go. I was so disappointed when I found out I wasn't going and instead had to be at a giant party for grown ups. At least you get the beach.
Actually, wait, I think you're Zoe, John - the beautiful badass and keeper of the captain's heart.
Kudos to all of you for pulling this off! (Mycroft, I was wondering why you were being so very quiet. I'm very impressed by your multitasking skills - planning a surprise like this and acing your Latin exam too!)
Mycroft says thank you, but the Latin exam wasn't very hard. (which I don't believe for a second).
And John says I have to watch the DVDs now as I have no clue what you're on about, but can say 'captain tightpants' is a far worse nickname than 'silver fox'.
Oh, I like Captain Tightpants! That's a good one. And whilst I totally agree on the John=Zoe idea, I will say what about Wash? Small, cute and tougher than he seems?
Also, the sick part of my brain wants to cast Sally as Zoe just for the line "We're big, damn heroes, sir."
And we could separate Mycroft and Sherlock into Simon (brilliant, reserved and deeply determined) and River (brilliant and completely nuts) respectively. I think Sherlock might like being River.
Toodle-pip,
Bronwyn
Innie - I was going to say clearly Mycroft was Simon but I was fairly sure that would stick me as one of the girls. Still, Zoe's clearly the toughest person on the ship so I think I'm all right with that.
Hee! Poor Sherlock. Happy birthday, bacon and Brighton, possibly in that order. And you must show us this acid-washed jacket of doom!
I think Mycroft is too awesome to be Simon (I am not a big Simon fan), but I'm glad you're cool with being Zoe, John!
(Bronwyn, I adore Wash, but given SPOILERS I didn't want to suggest a likeness to him for anyone let alone the birthday boy. Though if John has plastic dinosaurs, then all bets are off.)
Now you're all speaking in code. Great.
I will try and find time to watch this show, but not tonight.
Tonight Danger has a birthday dinner to attend. And then I have plans for him, which don't involve tv in any way.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANGER WATSON!!!
And well done Lestrade and Mycroft for pulling off the surprise. I know we only saw it in text form but I must say Lestrade's acting ability is masterful.
(Also Simon rules and John shouldn't be ashamed to be like him. If Sherlock was River, John would so be kickass enough to break him out of the Academy)
Thanks Trills. If the smiles are anything to go by then every second of planning (and doing extra night shifts!) Was totally worth it.
The four of us don't get to spend enough time relaxing together.
Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes! Best day I've had in...oh, at least a decade. Maybe longer.
Crap. Have I peaked too soon? By the time you're fifty I'm going to have to hope they've (meaning you, Mycroft) sorted out day trips to the Moon or something.
Innie, I do agree with the SPOILERS issue, but since I mostly cover my ears and hum the national anthem through most of the big damn movie, I refuse to acknowledge such things.
Also I laughed uproariously for ten minutes at the thiuht of John saying "Curse yiur surprising but inevitable betrayal!"
Toodle-pip,
Bronwyn
Happy Birthday John. And I've told everyone here that if they even think of picking up the phone to call the DI this weekend then I'll personally kill them. So enjoy the peace and quiet.
Happy birthday, Dr. Danger! :D I hope you enjoy your adventurous and hazardous weekend away! Tell us everything about it later. :D
I like the way you roll, Sally!
Lestrade- I'm right there with you, I've never seen the show either!!
Hooray for stealth holidays! Have a fantastic time, everyone, and happy birthday John.
I must watch Firefly one of these days...
Happy, happy birthday, John! You deserve all the the happiness of the day, and more.
Mycroft! Lestrade (the mystery of the extra night shifts is revealed! I am in complete awe) Anthea (who no doubt is somehow already reading this comment)! Mrs. Hudson! Well done, all. You are amazing. (Lestrade. I need to re-emphasize my awe. VERY well done.)
(Sherlock, do not worry. You will have many opportunities to be the sneaky one in the future. I suggest some sort of celebration of the anniversary of John and Lestrade's first date, for starters.)
Happy Birthday! I hope you're having a lovely time in Brighton.
I look forward to hearing Captain Tight Pants the Silver Fox's thoughts on Firefly. ;)
Sally! I'm sorry, i should have mentioned you too! - everyone, none of this would be happening quite as it is without Sally's threats...errr, help at the Yard, and her assurances to me that she could handle everything without me, whilst instilling the fear of God into anyone (senior or junior to her rank) who thought about calling me. And of course, her ability to keep the secret she managed to extract from me after I'd worked the fourth night in a row and she wasn't going to believe anything but the truth.
We're wondering what to do today - bit grey now, but due to clear up. Probably start the day with a walk along the seafront and maybe visit the Sealife Centre, or the Royal Pavilion. And take bets about how long it'll be before Sherlock gets soaked by getting too close to the water and being caught by a wave. Or just falling in. Either is possible.
She's just a soft old romantic at heart, really...
Zoe is definitely the laid-back badass on the ship, not to mention a crack shot, so I agree that the comparison to you seems to be apt, John! Also, there's the benefit of lines like "Take me, sir. Take me hard." (adjust level of sarcasm according to your situation ;))
Can't wait to hear what the boys and Lestrade think of the show (aside from it being the Best Thing Ever, obviously).
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