I haven’t written a Sherlock fic for absolutely donkeys, but this one just jumped up and bit me.
I was reading about the theory posited by the book ‘A Course In Miracles’ about Special relationships, in which we invest a particular person with almost god-like powers over us. We believe they are perfect in every way, and of course, when they turn out not to be, the world as we know it comes crashing down on our heads. The relationship John has with Sherlock struck me as being a prime example of just such a relationship. And I couldn’t resist writing about it.
But then the fart jokes happened and it sort of got away from me.
Anyway, I hope you find it funny and silly and just a bit touching.