Title: Breakfast and Work Do Not Mix
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD)
Rating: G
Length: 290 words
Summary: Dr Watson returns to 221B to find Mrs Hudson confronting Holmes (again)
Also written for holmes_minor Mess Challenge

I was returning to our rooms at about 9 o’clock in the morning, having been knocked up earlier to attend at an accident at the far end of Baker Street.  I was pleased that I had been able to be of assistance and the two men who had been injured should both make a good recovery, and was therefore looking forward to enjoying my breakfast.

However, as I made my way up the stairs, I heard the ominous, “Mr Holmes, what have you done?”

I entered our rooms to see first of all a fried egg upended on the dining chair, with yolk dripping slowly down one leg.  Underneath the chair were two slices of toast, inevitably butter-side down.  And the rashers of bacon were floating in what resembled a lake of coffee.  I understood our landlady’s disapprobation.

“It was all perfectly logical,” Holmes began.  “I had just speared my bacon when I was struck by how the holes in Judge Frobisher’s will could have been made with a fork.  I thought to make a comparison, but accidentally knocked over my cup.  In seeking to rescue the newspaper I was reading on the table, I tipped my plate causing the exodus of my egg.”

“And the toast?  I assume it leapt off the table in sympathy with the rest of the breakfast.”  Mrs Hudson was at her acerbic best.  “Dr Watson, I will get you your breakfast, but I am afraid there will be a slight delay."

I hastened to assure our landlady that I perfectly understood and that it would give me a chance to wash and change, before I hurried up to my own room.  There are times when discretion is most definitely the better part of valour.