Title: Three Turn

Author: fengirl88

Fandom: BBC Sherlock

Pairing: Sherlock/John/Lestrade.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from the BBC's Sherlock, or created by Walt Disney

Word count: 221; the 221b ficlet must contain 221 words of which the last must begin with B.

Rating: PG-13

This is for blooms84, who gave me the plot bunny: Sherlock, John and Lestrade go ice-skating.

Three Turn*

"Whoahh!"

Lestrade just barely keeps his balance as Sherlock almost does the splits for the third time in half an hour.

It's like a remake of bloody Bambi, Lestrade thinks. Except that Bambi wasn't six foot three and gangly in proportion, and his centre of gravity was a fuck of a lot lower than Sherlock's.

And Bambi wasn't learning to skate on the rink outside Somerset House, with an audience of Christmas shoppers.

"I blame you for this," Lestrade grumbles.

John doesn't answer. Too busy trying to hold up his side of the bargain, and at five foot seven he's struggling with that.

It is John's fault. Getting Sherlock into crap telly was all his doing. Lestrade still doesn't understand how Sherlock got into Dancing on Ice, though. Something about a very rude judge, John said. Figures. Then Sherlock started getting impatient with the stumbling celebrities, said anyone could do better than that.

And then John bet him he couldn't.

"If I break something, you are not hearing the end of this," Lestrade warns.

"Oh stop moaning Lestrade," Sherlock says, nearly falling over again. "It's nice to do something with the two of you for a change."

"Huh," says John, sulkily. "And which of us are you doing something with tonight, may I ask?"

Sherlock doesn't even miss a beat: "Both?"

* A three turn is a move in figure skating which is used to change direction.