fandomhigh | The Science of Deduction, Friday

When all the students had finished filing into class, they might notice a man sitting at the teacher's desk, busy on his mobile phone. Presumably, their esteemed teacher. Esteemed.

Yes.

"This is the Science of Deduction," he said, not looking up from whatever he was working on. For all they knew, it was a rousing game of Tetris. "If you're uncertain as to whether or not you belong here or if you are only in this class to make your parents leave you alone, the answer is no. The door is to your right. I'm sure we'd all appreciate you leave before you waste our time. I know I will."

There was a pause as he waited for anyone to take that offer. It was the kind thing to do, right?

"Let's begin with me saying that I'd rather not be teaching you," Sherlock said, closing the phone and placing it on the desk. Brutal honesty was always the best when dealing with teenagers. Really. "I have it on good authority that I'm not good at dealing with children or idiots. Both of which are in the room at the moment. Outside the classroom as well, but we're not focusing on that at the moment."

He shrugged because what could you do?

"My name is Sherlock Holmes and yes, I am already aware that I share a name and an alarming number of characteristics with a fellow from Victorian England. Any comments about it and you will be assisting me with my experiments. Always pleased to have live subjects for a change."

Oh, if only that was a lie.

"So, let's begin, shall we?"

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He probably should be worried about his secret identity, but this was just too cool. "Gymnast," Tim smiled. "Back home, at least. I've tried to keep in shape." Which was the truth, after all, minus a few details.

Sherlock hummed before continuing. "Any reason why?"

"Why I've kept in shape?" Tim asked. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Why have you kept in top shape. Not simply keeping up a tone," Sherlock shot back.

This guy was really good. "How can you tell that?" Tim asked, genuinely curious.

"I do have eyes," Sherlock replied. "Your forearms. They're more defined than come from simple weights and rarely get that rate without real work involved."

Tim looked down at his forearms. "Good point," he said and smiled. "Do you spend a lot of time comparing adolescent body parts?"

"No more than I do with adults," Sherlock replied dryly.

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