Whoever read this shit I am horribly sorry. I just forgot about this one. In media are my drawing. Don't look at it too long it may burn your eyeballs 🙂
"Sherlock eat this"
"No way! It looks disgusting! I won't put it in my mouth!"
"Sherlock, please. You have to eat. For now you aren't great Detective consulant but kid and you have to eat it"
It is almost one week after Sherlock turned into child and being totally honest it was nightmare.
I definitely have all my respect to his parents and Mycroft. How they survived his all childhood without going crazy? I don't know, but I want to, 'cause now I'm really tired and...and all.
"John please, don't make me eat this" he almost begged. Funny to see him beg even if he is child now.
I smirked and say:
"You didn't ate your breakfest. I saw sandwiche in trash. You should know better"
He gasped and started to formuling(is it even real word?) good response. I interrupted him:
"Listen, your body is small right now and you have to eat five meals on day. Understand? As your doctor I have to look after you otherwise Mycroft will kill me. As far as I know he hasn't sleep well since you turned into child so hr might do this"
Sherlock grown and finally eat dinner. This is succes.
After dinner Sherlock sat on couch and he start staring at stones, and I do the dishes. When I finish Mrs. Hudson walk in
"Woo hoo" she said " Mycroft is here" aand she left.
I sighed. Mycroft visited us almost everyday and Sherlock definitely don't like it. I have to listen this two fighting and it's not nice to hear.
"Hello, John. Where is Sherlock? I found somone who can help" he said and keep standing leaning on his umbrella.
"Okay...Don't you wanna sit down?" I stifled yawn. I need some sleep.
He shook (english grramar is sooo dificult ugh) his head and smile to me. If before I was a little bit confused now I'm fully frighten (I had to check on google how to write it) by him. Mycroft never, I reapet: NEVER smile. Something really good(or bad) have to happen.
"Yeah, I'm here Mycie. What's up?" Sherlock entered before I call him. Mycroft rolled his eyes and start:
"I'm good. I found somone who can help us"
(And there is the part I pretend to know what happen but in real I have no idea)
Immeditialy a tall man with brown hair enterned room. He waved to us.
"Hi I'm Doctor. How can I help you?" (ok so I never watched Doctor Who so I'm gonna improvise. I know him only because Tumblr, Pinterest and some random comic with similiar concept. I am crazy. I write about something I don't know even a little bit. oh and I suppose it's Eleven Doctor...)
"Wait... Doctor what? It can't be only 'doctor'"
"Oh... It's not only me! I have Amy but she stayed in TARDIS"
"In....What?" What the hell is happening? This man is insane! This all week was insane!
"John, not now. He will help us and that's what matters, okay?" Mycroft say calmly.
"So what are you have to do with me? What are this stones?" Sherlock asked. I looked at him. He didn't look suprised or confused just curious.
"Am I the only one who doesn't trust some random stranger?" I started getting angry. I didn't know who is this 'doctor' and what is he doing and how can he help Sherlock.
"But he isn't stranger. I meet him before. Not long peirod of time but always something" Sherlock explained.
"Ok Sherlock. Get stones and go with Doctor" Mycroft said
Suprisingly Sherlock doesn't argue with that and just goes back to living room for stones. He return and went out with Mycroft and this weird name. Weird and suspicous, but I was too suprised and tired to do something with this.
I just take a nap.
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I woke up on couch covered by blanket. Somone put blanket on me.
"Sh'lock?" I muttered with sleepy voice. I tried to open my eyes put they(eyes! I don't know how it say gramatically so I just saying now it's about eyes) refused to do it. I hear softly chuckle.
"Yeah John it's me" oh god! I missed that voice!
"You hav nice voice. Im glad it'ss back. And you" yawn iterupt my sentence and for while I didn't remember what I was going to say "Ohhh yis! Y'know u r annoying as hell? As child even more than adult" I get up and rubbed my eyes with hope this make them more usefull "Yeah... Now when you're adult I can go and sleep propely"
"John...I-I apo-apoligize for all problem from my side"
I looked at him in suprise. He never apologizes.
"Okay, I accept. I hope it never happen again" I yawn again" and now I'm going to sleep"
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Here we are! My first(complete!) story about Sherlock! Tbh I had this write from the begining but I forgot about it. Why not? I didn't check my a count until today and it hit me like bus 🙂
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Sherlock stuff. Angst and fluff
FanfictionSo here we are. This will be one shots about Sherlock and John. Maybe Johnlock but I'm crap in writing romances, so maybe not. I don't own any of characters, only plot Updates won't be regularly. Enjoy