General Disclaimer for Whole Fic: I own nothing. Sherlock and Doctor Who belong to the BBC.

AN:Well, this is a thing! I got this idea last weekend when I read through 100 Merlin drabbles that were each 100 words long, exactly. I thought that I should give it a try, since I can never write multi-chapter fics, and here we are.

So I shall be writing 100 Wholock fics that are 100 words long. There will be different Doctors and companions sprinkled throughout. Some might be slightly slashy, others angsty, etc. But all that to come :)

Doctor: 11th

The first time John and Sherlock met the Doctor, he greeted them like an old friend.

"Aha! Yes! There the pair of you are!" His eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas morning. "Sherly, John, just in time, as always. As it happens we do need your help." The Doctor gestured helplessly to the TARDIS.

Needless to day, this did not go over well.

John started palming a gun that wasn't there, and Sherlock's eyes narrowed into a glare that had frozen many hardened criminals.

"And just who, exactly, are you?"

His face fell. "Ah. Well, this is complicated."