I Was Once There

Part 5: Flashback #5

Chapter's Quote: "Being wrong is acceptable, but staying wrong is totally unacceptable" - Jack D Schwager.

It's the next day and I'm walking to the Holmes house again.

I reach the house and see that the Holmes parents are out, Mycroft is in charge. This means that Eurus is playing with pebbles at the small lake they have in their property while Sherlock and Victor swim and splash water at each other. Mycroft sits in a rocking chair eating cake and reading a book called "Supermac. The Life of Harold Macmillan"  glancing at the 'children' every couple of minutes to see that they aren't drowning themselves.

I walk up to them quietly and read over Mycroft's shoulder. The book is quite interesting really and an hour and 20 minutes pass by before anyone notices me.

"Oh. Your here." Eurus says finally taking notice of me.

Mycroft turns around to see who she is talking about while closing the book. I have no intention on letting him close the book though and rip it out of his hand and am submerged again on the life of Harold Macmillan.

"What are you doing?! Didn't your mother teach you not to take things out of people's hands?! How long have you been standing here anyway?!" Mycroft practically shouts. 

I don't like his tone but speak with calmness and tranquility. In my real voice this time. "Reading this book. No. One hour, twenty three minutes, and about 57 seconds."

Victor and Sherlock giggle and Eurus lightly smirks at my response.

"Well, go on deduce me." I say "You first Victor."

"I can't deduce." He states as if it's a well known fact.

"Well, neither can my grandma's chickens, but I'm giving you a chance to try, while I don't give the chickens a chance. So use the possibility, start deducing me. Go." I say in a tone that shows it's an order, not a question .

"Well, you are a girl. You are about our age. Your-umm-bossy and a bit weird, but the good kind of weird I think." He says.

"Good! All of does are correct, now Sherlock, do you mind?" I say/ask.

"You are a girl. Very smart. You came from America to visit your grandmother. Your grandmother lives close by and has a cat. You have an older sist-" He is about to continue when Mycroft cuts him off.

"Wrong Sherlock, she-" Mycroft starts.

"Mycroft Holmes! Don't cut your little brother off, give him a chance to talk and keep that stupid little mouth of yours shut!" I take a breath and continue in my normal tone this time. "When you interrupt, you've stopped listening. People need to be heard.  Jerry Seinfeld. Now Sherlock dear, do go on."

"I think you have an older sister." He says in a more timid voice "And a normal mom and dad. I think you like creating things like does tangerine bombs from yesterday. And umm, that's it." He finishes shyly.

"Good job, how about we let Mycroft try now, I believe it is his turn. Though next time you want to talk, please raise your hand beforehand Mycroft."

"You have an older brother, not sister. You came from America specifically Virginia. You have been with your grandmother for one or two weeks already and you're board of sling homework and going on walks with your grandmother. You have watched the movie Bee not long ago. You love chemistry, not 'creating things'" Mycroft says the last two words mockingly. "You aren't popular, but aren't considered an outcast either. And for some reason you love sentiment." He shudders at the last word.

"Eurus, your turn." I say, expecting the unexpected from her.

"You're not American like my stupid brothers though, but British. You came here, not for vacation, but because your grandmother has cancer. Her name is Grace White and she lives two farms down. Your grandmother doesn't own any cats. You don't have any siblings. You teach yourself over homeschooling. You planted information for us to find about you that were wrong but I can't figure out why. You don't see us as lab rats or and aren't protecting yourself by doing so. So why?" She asks with curiosity in her face.

"How else was I going to make you interested enough in me to want to be friends?" I ask shrugging my shoulders and letting and tiny smile form on my lips.