Sherlock Gnomes Page #7

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and bubbly.

I'm a pie about town.

You know, you're

very needy for a villain.

The bridge is up.

The gnomes are smashed.

And I guess this is the end of

our little story, Sherlock.

Come now, Moriarty.

I think there's

one more twist in the tale.

Huh?

No!

You're past your

sell-by date, Moriarty.

You saved them?

My life's work ruined!

The Sistine Chapel

of evil plans

and you just spray-painted

a cartoon cat all over it!

Well, then, sir,

my hat's off to you.

Literally.

No!

Brace yourselves!

Oh, Sherlock.

You look tired.

Why don't you have

a little lie-down

while I go chat

to your friends.

Yeah. Back in a sec.

Whoo!

And lift!

Again!

Watson, behind you!

Hello!

Poor old miserabubble Watson.

- Okay, bye-bye!

- No, Moriarty. Please.

Oh, give it up, Sherlock.

What you gonna do?

Depress me to death?

This is where our story ends.

Come, Moriarty.

Come dance with me.

Oh, big hairy bums!

Sherlock!

Ow!

Sherlock Gnomes, I shall...

This water is disgusting.

Oh, it's going in my mouth!

It's going in my mouth!

Oh, no, my phone!

You'd give your life for me?

Of course.

Because you're the sworn protector

of London's garden gnomes.

No.

Because we are

the sworn protectors

of London's garden gnomes.

Watson and Sherlock,

partners and friends.

And I promise to treat

my partner a lot better.

That is, of course,

if you'll have me back.

Watson and Sherlock.

I rather like

the sound of that.

So, Benny,

you know how you said

you only want to kiss someone

if they want to kiss you back?

Uh...

Well, now is that time.

Where did you learn

to kiss like that?

The Internet.

Not bad for our

first week in London.

Well, you're the one

who wanted an adventure.

Yeah, with you.

Always with you.

What a perfect spring day.

The garden looks

absolutely glorious.

It truly does.

Juliet, I am so proud of you.

Thanks, Dad.

Watson!

Oh, Sherlock.

I didn't even see you there.

Yes.

I suppose I deserve that.

On this day,

the first day of spring,

we are here to celebrate

our new leaders,

Gnomeo and Juliet.

Is this what I think it is?

A Cupid's Arrow Orchid.

Our flower.

So I guess this is

officially our garden now.

It is. And I'll never forget the most

important thing in this garden is you.

Ooh, that was super cheesy.

No, it was

extremely romantic.

- Grade-A cheddar.

- Will you shut up and kiss me?

Yay! Yay!

What?

Watson, do you see how

they look at one another?

Recalculating likelihood

of breakup at zero percent.

Could that possibly

be right?

Elementary, my dear Sherlock.

Elementary.

Moriarty's Pies

The taste that makes you smile

Filled with goobarb syrup

Makes you eat it all the while

Ow!

I hate you, Sherlock Gnomes.

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