My Crack OTP from ELEMENTARY. Don't question my logic because I don't use any. Any flames are used to roast marshmallows.
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Sherlock was a man of logic. So that fateful day when he began to solve a case involving a conspiracy theorist it only seemed logical to follow his heart.
Especially when he met Clyde.
Now Clyde wasn't the best looking tortoise. Nor was he the biggest. But Sherlock wasn't looking for perfection. No. When he saw Clyde in his medium size glass tank he knew. He knew that they were meant for each other.
Under the excuse of using him for "soup", Sherlock took Clyde and kept him in his desk drawer. Sherlock had to hide his feeling from Watson. He knew that if his feeling were shown at the wrong time not only would he be shunned by society but so would Clyde. Hecouldn't let that happen to Clyde. Not when they had just realized their love for each other. When watson left the room disgusted at the insuation that Sherlock made that he intended to turn Clyde in to a lovely soup, Sherlock rushed to the desk drawer and removed his shelled lover.
"I'm here my darling," he whispered stroking the tortoise. "You look so sexy when you munch on that lettuce."
Clyde looked in to Sherlock's eyes waiting for the next leaf that would serve as his meal. Looking into the tortoise's eyes, Sherlock understood his lover's feelings.
"I know you want me to ravish you right here and right now," Sherlock said while stroking Clyde's face."But it is far too soon. And Watson is still home. She might get in the way of us, and we don't want that do we love?"
Outside the room stood Watson listening to the conversation held between the two lovers.
"Goddammit he's using again."