Found pet: inquire within

[fairytalevillain]

This woman is so painfully ordinary. She goes on and on about the most trivial things, blah blah blah.

And I'm soooo over it.

I've been behaving myself, you know. Jim has been trying to be a good boy, following the rules, doing what boring people do every day... That's cute, isn't it? But you never know what to expect with me because I'm far from boring. In fact, I'm the exact opposite. I desperately need something to do before I go MAD!

So, how about this? Let's play a game, shall we?

I've got your pet and it's your job to come find him! Ooh, that sounds splendid, doesn't it? Just like old times. You remember that night? The one by the pool?

Come and play. I'm waiting...


[ooc: responses will either come from myself or johnwatsonblog]

Comments

[johnwatsonblog]

Loyalty is something you've never known in your entire life, isn't it? Everyone working for you has got some ulterior motive, I'm fairly sure you're not above threats and blackmail. Is that why you call me a pet, then? Because you're too inhuman to understand why anyone would have faith in another person?

[fairytalevillain]

Too inhuman? Oh... I guess you might have an argument if you squint a little.

[After a pause, Jim rolls his eyes]

So, are you going to blog about this? Do I get a title as clever as the ones you assign to your adventures with Sherlock? Criminal Consultant Kidnaps Lowly Blogger. Ooh, or better yet, how about The King and his Newly Acquired Court Jester...

[johnwatsonblog]

...

[It's here that he'd say something along the lines of "the only way you'd have any say in what I write is if you hacked into the blog", but that sounds too much like a challenge. He'll just do the smart thing and keep the remark to himself.]

What I do is my business, and now, I guess, this woman's as well. That still doesn't make it any of yours.

[fairytalevillain]

Well, it's my business, too. Your business is her business and they're besties, you know, your woman and mine. They chat all the time...

[A pause]

So, I'm going to know, John. Anything you say or do, I'll know. I'll always know. I'll know about every conversation you have with Sherlock, every time you have something negative to say about me, every time you deny being gay... Which happens quite often, I'm told... I'll know about all. Because that's what I do.

[And have a smile]

You understand, right? Do I need to break it down any further?

[johnwatsonblog]

[A terse nod]

Oh, I understand perfectly.

[A lesser man might be intimidated to the point of silence by now, but John Watson refuses to back down so easily.]

What I don't understand is what any of it is worth to you. Why would you even care about me if not to get to Sherlock? None of it will help you accomplish that, you realize. And if we're ever taken away to a 'game' as they've planned, there goes all your hard-earned knowledge.

[fairytalevillain]

You're sadly mistaken if you think a game will stop me, Johnny boy.

[You want to shake hands with the devil, too? Why, be my guest, Dr. Watson.]

I knew everything in London, I knew where you were and what you were doing with every second that passed. So, don't think that I won't attain the level of knowledge that I have now... Because I will. I'll make the necessary connections, I'll do whatever it takes as long as I get what I want.

[A small pout]

Be a dear and step out of my way. This is becoming rather tedious.

[johnwatsonblog]

I'll cross that bridge when the time comes, and don't think I'll be making it easy for you.

Until then, your threats mean nothing.

[fairytalevillain]

[A grin spreads across his face]

Challenge accepted, Dr. Watson.