CAN YOU IMAGINE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?? LIKE SOMEONE ACTUALLY GIVING A SHIT ABOUT YOU??? BECAUSE I CAN’T
Amberlee looked at the man that answered the door. She smiled a bit. “Hello, my brother, Sherlock Holmes, sent me. Did you need something?” Her smile turned a bit nervous. She hoped this was not another one of Sherlock’s wild goose chases. He likes sending her on those just to be rid of her.
He blinks, once. And then, he blinks again. “Sherlock— Sherlock Holmes? You’re his sister?” Sure, stranger things had happened, but… this ranked high among them. “I’m Ryan, by the way. Ryan Watson.”
“Well sort of his sister,” Amberlee smiled again, “and you’re a Watson. Related to John I’m assuming.” That would explain a lot though if he was related to John. It could have been John who sent her to check up on him but had Sherlock tell her otherwise.
“Oh no. No, he’s Sherlock’s dad,” Sierra said, gazing curiously up at her aunt….
“Tea would be swell. You don’t wanna give me coffee. Bad things happen,” she said mysteriously, beaming.
Amberlee laughed a bit. “That sounds like me. Except I don’t like coffee, but caffeine has that effect on me.” She then waved her niece into the flat she just unlocked. “Please make yourself at home,” she said as she started to ascend the stairs, “I enjoy company even if it’s from the future.” She laughed again but more to herself this time.
“I’m Sierra Sparrow Smith-Holmes,” she introduced herself as she looked up at the woman, a tentative smile on her face. “And I’m your…
“Yes,” she said happily. “My dad is your son. Sherlock Smith, or Sherlock Holmes as he prefers. Can’t say he gets along with granddad all too well…”
Amber’s blue eyes grew a bit wide. It wasn’t the fact that her son was Sherlock Holmes. No, stranger things had happened to her. The thing that made her a bit confused was Smith. The only Smith she knew was The Doctor. “Hold the phone,” she said now as she made a hand motion that looked as if she was trying to regulate her breathing with it, “Smith….the only Smith I know is well….The Doctor’s adopted human last name. He was calling himself John Smith but that’s too mainstream. Then I found out he was Alexander the Great or something along those lines when he was having a conversation with my dad so I was like ‘Hey, that’s better Alexander Smith.’ So yeah….The Doctor is Alex Smith….but….him….and me?” Amber stopped with the hand motions and folded her arms back across her chest. Her curiosity was beyond struck now.
What the Avengers were up to before they assembled
*has inappropriate thoughts about Bruce and that desk*
Professor Banner is so ridiculously hot.
i’m sorry but am i the only one crying at cap? i can’t stop laughing. I’M SORRY CAP.
OH GOD I DIDN’T EVEN REALIZE IT WAS CAP I WAS JUST LIKE “WHAT’S WITH THE BLOCK OF ICE”
how to have a flat stomach
- remove all of your organs
Step 2. Moisturize.
There is two RPs I really want to do and they both involve my character Amber Harkness.
1) Best friend time with Amber and Donna.
2) AU where Amber has her own TARDIS that her mom gave her as a gift and Rory becomes her companion.
Soooo….if I can get a Donna and a Rory to RP with, I will be happy. :3