Your POV
Mr. Bannister gave us jobs that we had to complete. "I'll be back Leo, I'm going to go this and then I'll help you with the coal" I said he nodded and I left to do the chore.
No ones POV
Leo continued picking up coal with a shovel and putting it in a Machine, of course he struggled because of his leg. Billy walked in picked up a shovel filled a lantern with coal. Leo stopped picking up coal, "So I suppose you'll tell everyone about my ailments" Leo said "Why would I do that" Billy said "Because you know it would humiliate me" Leo said "Don't flatter yourself... just because your a pathetic twat doesn't mean everyone else is"Billy said picking up the lantern. "Just remember what I said, leave Y/N alone" Billy said he grabbed the lantern and walked to the door. "It's not my fault you can't tell her you love her Billy, but I'm not doing the same with Y/N, it's not my fault your a complete coward"Leo said Billy put the lantern down and walked up to Leo. "Grace periods over, speak to me like that again... I'll hurt you" Billy said as he grabbed the lantern and left. Billy was now walking up the stairs when he heard Jessie "I can get used to this" Jessie said "What're you meant do with your hands" Bea asked. Billy and Bea made eye contact as Bea walked down the the stairs with Jessie. Billy looked at her as she walked down the stairs thinking to himself how he was going to tell her as he continued up the stairs.
Your POV
The chore was to cut the weeds out of the garden they had. The garden was next to a window. I looked through it and saw Bea and Jessie they looked beautiful. I looked around and saw more people. I opened the window a little to see if I could hear. "Thank you for coming" I heard a man say that I think is Mycroft Holmes. "These are the people I need you to observe... the inner circle" Mycroft said "You think one of these people killed Richard Wynn" Bea asked. Mycroft nodded "The man on the right is Alan Crawley" Mycroft said they looked at a guy who was wearing a black coat and a beard. "The longest serving member, the golden dawn is everything to him, the man he's chatting to is R.P Breakwater, best selling novelist" Mycroft said they looked at a guy with glasses and a brown coat. "The lady standing on her own is Dion Cross... wife of the Secretary of State for the colonies, her attendance here is extremely confidential" Mycroft said they then looked at a woman that was drinking by her self. "That gentleman is Gustav Felkin, Civic engineer, he designed the Leyland Estuary suspension bridge" Mycroft said the guy had a grey coat and a blue bow tie. "And last but not least, Patricia Coleman Jones, a actress a very talented one at that... her cordelia at the palace... was breathtaking"Mycroft said the lady was smoking. I almost forgot what I was there. I ripped out a root and stood up and tripped on mud and my face fell on the mud. I looked back at the window "Um... Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to my nieces, Beatrice and Jessica" Mycroft said. Bea and Jessie walked and stood next to Mycroft. "Though, of course, they won't be attending any of our events this weekend, I just felt it would be remiss of me not to explain their presence here... Girls, if you'd be so kind" Mycroft said, Bea and Jessie looked at each other and walked out of the room. Once they left Mycroft took out a tarot card. I couldn't hear very Clearly until I pushed the window open a bit more "Posed as the inverted magician, if that isn't a attempt to send us all a message, I don't know what Is" Alan said he was probably taking about the guy that was murdered. "It's completely terrifying... I'm not sleeping I'm not eating" Patricia Said as she grabbed a wine bottle . She looked suspicious is always the person you least expect that it's the one that did it. "At least it hasn't slowed down your drinking" Dion said "Everybody's got to have a hobby, Didi" Patricia said "Turns out we have something, in common, my dear" Gustav said to Patricia as they clicked there wine cups and laughed. "I've written a poem" R.P said and stood up from his seat "For gods sake, sit down, Robert... no one wants to hear poetry, especially at a time like this" Gustav said "I rather like your poetry, Mr. Breakwater, perhaps we can listen to it over supper" Dion said "When will we Vote for the next Magus" Alan said. He's a little bit un paciente I thought as I pulled out another weed. "There's no point pretending that's not why we're here... I'd like to put myself forward" Alan said "Really" Patricia said "I'd like to put myself forward" Dion said "I believe" R.P was cut off "My claim is Greater" Alan said "Ah, Jesus, Alan, at least wait until his body went cold" Patricia said "No, No, he's right, I propose we do it now... voting anonymously, of course" Mycroft said.
No ones POV
"So what's Mr. Homes like, Mrs. Brown, does he have any family" Spike asked "His parents passed years ago" Mrs. Brown said as she cut up vegetables. "He has a brother thought, right" Spike asked "We don't talk about that" Mrs. Brown said "Hey, Mrs. B, Can I call you Mrs. B" Spike said "Yeah" Mrs. B said "I really respect that you didn't just say anything about Sherlock just now, I hate gossips... all these people Blabbing on about this and that, I'm not interested" Spike said. "I'm exactly the same... Sherlock, he's a bit of a sore subject around here, see, he left 15 years ago... fell in with a bad man, moved in with him on Baker Street" Mrs. B said "Mycroft gives me updates something on how he's keeping, but... i really... I really do miss him, Sherlock has a den up in the attic, it hasn't been touched since he left... he came back one night, it was the last time I saw him, he came back to hide something up there, said he wanted to keep something safe... he looked like he'd been touched by a demon" Mrs. B said "Ok... well I'm going to go get some stuff" Spike said Mrs. B nodded and Spike walked off.
YOU ARE READING
Leo x Male Reader
FantasyWhen 5 Teens and a Prince are put in a Situation that only the brave of heart can handle will they be able to stop whatever is going on in London ? And will a love story blossom between the Prince and the Commoner ?