Repost: *wondering New London on his own*

*Walking toward Big Ben* Day of all days Al has to get sick... annoyed

He probably wouldn't have been alone if Aleph had listened to Crystalina's warning and thrown the moldy old slice of cake away. No. He had to be very much a Watson and eat the thing leaving him all by his lonesome.

He had only been in the twenty-second century for a week. Hiyu Ibuka Holmes, Aleph H. Watson and Crysalina White just appeared in this time, poof, like that. No DNA on record. No record of all to speak of.

He was glad though. Without a record Sherlock Holmes wouldn't know he exist and he couldn't make a claim to him. He planed to keep as far away from New Scoland Yard, Sherlock Holmes and anyother types of trouble as possible.