My 200th fic... okay, well, technically its probably a lot higher than that, but it's the 200th I've posted here. Can't say it's my best work, just a quick little thing that popped into my head when I was watching the movie a bit ago... anyway, enjoy.

"Has it ever occurred to you," Holmes slurred drunkly, waiving John's own walking stick in his face.

"Get that thing out of my face," Watson said.

"It's not in your face," Homes began. Watson snatched it from his hands before he could say more. Holmes looked down at his empty hand, wondering for a moment where the stick had gone.

"You took my stick," he accused, narrowing his eyes at his friend.

"No," Watson said, shaking his head. He pointed at Holmes. "You took my stick," he pointed at himself for emphasis.

Holmes looked at Watson strangely, before bursting out in laughter. John rolled his eyes. "What was it you were saying?" he asked.

"Hmm?" Holmes questioned, his eye twitching slightly.

"You started to say something; has what ever occurred to me?"

Holmes blinked several times, trying to remember the conversation he had begun only moments before.

"Has it ever occurred to you," he began again. "That the reason I have tried to sabotage all of your relationships, is because I want you all to myself?"

John looked up at Holmes in confused shock. Before he could respond, Holmes had passed out and tumbled out of his chair, hitting the floor with a thud.