They Seek Him Here #microfiction #microcosms #flashfiction

Another Microcosms prompt, this week garnering a runners up badge

Aliememtary My Dear Watson

Street vendor, beach, parody

‘See there, Watson. The straw hat, the slight favouring of the left side, the twitching middle finger.’
‘It’s not Moriarty, Holmes. For the love of Mrs Hudson, that’s just a man selling pineapples.’
Holmes waved the pipe smoke away. ‘Are you sure? He’s five foot ten, despite sinking into the sand, and his left knee is scarred…’
‘He’s black. Do you think Moriarty, for all his skills, has found a way to change race?’
‘Could be a disguise.’
‘Could be you’ve smoked too much of that herbal mix you bought from the vendor with the dreadlocks.’
‘Now that one was a likely candidate. Hooded eyes, a definite hint of the Rhineland.’
‘Holmes, the vendor was a woman. Can we not have some peace on our holiday without this constant paranoia about Moriarty?’
‘Oh alright. What do you want to do?’
‘Shall we grab an ice cream and we can sit over there and plan our afternoon? There’s that chap, over by the bandstand. Let’s see what he has.’
‘Hello, gentlemen. What can I get you?’
‘Careful, Watson. You can’t be too sure. Here, let me. Now it’s not chocolate, and I’d warrant there’s never been a strawberry close to this one. So if you eliminate the impossible, the answer, however improbable…’
‘It says ‘vanilla’, Holmes. Is it vanilla?’
‘Yes, gents. Only the finest.’
‘We’ll take two cones, thank you.’
‘You know, Watson, this is delicious. I say, where do you source your ingredients, my good fellow?’
‘Well, it has taken me years but I have found that there is a little place in Switzerland, perfect for the best mix. Reichenbach Falls. Maybe you know it?’
‘Watson. Watson, wait. Did you hear what he said? What are you doing with your trusty old army revolver, Watson…?’

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published three books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars and Salisbury Square. In addition I published an anthology of short stories, Life, in a Grain of Sand this summer. A fourth book will be out soon. This started life as a novel in a week on this blog and will follow later this year. I blog about all sorts at geofflepard.com and welcome all comments. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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7 Responses to They Seek Him Here #microfiction #microcosms #flashfiction

  1. Bwahahahaha. Good one, Geoff. Mega hugs.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Susanne says:

    Hahahahaha! That Moriarty. Such a scamp. Of course now I’m picturing Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman and weedy little Andrew Scott. What a fine way to end the night.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Mick Canning says:

    I’m sure Watson must have felt like that occasionally.

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