Holmes sat upon his armchair, smoking a pipe. A knock came from downstairs, he opened it and let the man in.

"Greetings, yet again, Gandalf." Holmes said.
"Good morning Holmes, I see Watson has cleaned the mess."
"Indeed, A Study in Brown."
"Yes."
"Indeed."

They all said Yes and Indeed for 10 hours until Watson opened the door.
"Everything, alright in here?"
Sherlock looked puzzled at Watson, "Watson, my fellow. Come and take a seat."

Watson sat, but everyone was staring at him. On edge, Doctor Watson said "Nice day we're having"
"Indeed"
"Yes"
"Indeed"
"Yes".
This continued for a whole minute until Watson stopped the couple from continuing any further.
"Gandalf, have you the knowledge of Sherlock's ridiculously clever fall from the heights of St Bartholomew's Hospital?" asked Watson.
"Indeed."

Sherlock rose and grabbed a dusty book from his library. It's contents had obviously been torn out and replaced with hidden information.
It contained precise plans for at least 10 variations of diving productions that wouldn't result in fatal injury or death. All of which matched the dimensions and scalabilities of the hospital.

"My dear Watson, use this book." said Holmes.

"First of all, you must understand my fall from the hospital was a very big leap of faith in my planned course of action."
"Lazerous?" asked Watson as he noticed a scribble of the word upon the top of the most used page.
"Quite so, Doctor. You see code names seldom used in such things if such a criminal mastermind the sorts of James Moriarty weren't involved in them."
"Absolutely, I would be familiar with such computations due to my military service."
"First of all my Watson, I had to avoid death. The most ideal standing location for, pardon, you my dear Watson, was behind the hospital's parking office. Therefore, I could conduct my soft landing and easily remove the apparatus from view by the time you reached my position. It worked just as clockwork, you came forth as the apparatus was taken towards your original spectacle of my embrace."
"Carry on, this seems awfully pleasurable."
"I am thirsty." said Gandalf.
"Shut up Gandalf!" said Watson.
"Shut up Gandalf!" said Sherlock with an angry disgust at Gandalf.
"The bike had to give me longer to cover myself with human blood and and use the squash ball to remove my pulse."

"So there you have it Watson. The answer you've been waiting for."

221b then blew up and Moriarty was laughing.

These are quite interesting stories, Damen. I enjoy reading them!

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These are quite interesting stories, Damen. I enjoy reading them!

VERY TRUE!!