

Author: lotherington
Rating: PG
Genre: Crossover (Doctor Who)/Fluff
Word count: 5,000
Summary: John Watson was seven years and three months old when he first met His Raggedy Detective. He wasn’t expecting the bright red telephone box to crash land in his back garden in the middle of the night, but then, who ever expected such a silly thing to happen in the first place?
Why read it: Perhaps the better question is, “Why haven’t you read this already, you poor, deprived human being?!” Little John is absolutely perfect and the embodiment of adorable, and there is not a kitten gif in the world that can compare.
And don’t get me started on the fabulous parallels between this story and “The Eleventh Hour.” Lotherington does a splendid job of fusing the two universes while keeping John and Sherlock completely true to themselves.
Honestly, I have died of perfection overload.

Notes: Companion fics: Six Wishes and The Companion
This was found for the request of “Wholock! Whoooolock! OH SWEET JEEBUS I WANT ME SOME WHOLOCK!”
I started heavy breathing (in a disturbing, vaguely TARDIS-like way) from excitement upon reading the summary of this...