This is the wonderful Stick Up Your Thumb, And Say Jam by LoverBoyWonder. It’s written brilliantly, perfectly emanating Adams’ style.
As far as I can tell it’s a re-imagining of Hitchhiker’s but with the Sherlock characters. And it’s very good.
Have a quote.
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy says that there is one planet that is so beautiful and is home to so much life that it has been widely recognized as the most important planet to ever exist. Everyone on this planet is usually happy, and if they’re not happy they’re either in a one-sided relationship or dead.
This story is not about that planet.
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy says that Earth is smallish, roundish, and wettish; with some dryish bits sprinkled here and there for spice. It’s not particularly beautiful, and even less important. The life forms living on Earth are humanoid, ignorant, and enjoy watching crap telly programs every night.
This story is about The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.
It begins with a life form from Earth.
This life form lived on a continent called Europe, in a country called Britain, in a city called London, in an apartment called 221B on a Street called Baker. His name was John Watson, and he was a man of simple tastes. He liked tea, jam and jumpers; he liked his little apartment that he lived in alone, and he liked his landlady, Mrs. Hudson. He didn’t like Thursday mornings.
I’m not too sure whether it’s complete or not, as I haven’t read it all yet, but it’s four chapters long and so far it’s ace.
(I would point out though, that the author got it wrong in their description and meant Ford instead of Trillian. I got far too excited at the prospect of Trillian!Sherlock, and, at the moment at least, it’s seems as though this is not the case.)