The Third Holmes (𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘁 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗬/𝗡)

CHAPTER 5

Y/N Holmes was looking out the window of his office with a bored expression on his features.

He was contemplating about the Moriarty brothers once again. "I'm already able to meet two of them, I wonder how the third brother will turn out to be."

Y/N took a sip of the coffee that he made for himself. "Sherly is probably losing his mind right now over the man who's pulling behind the strings."

Y/N's thoughts were interrupted when one of his journalist co-workers went inside his office. "I apologize for the interruption. A letter came for you, Mr. Holmes"

Y/N then looked at his co-worker in interest. "It's alright, thank you." He then took the letter and saw his co-worker slightly wave before leaving.

Y/N then opened the envelope and read the contents of the letter.

Y/N sighed. "It's from Miss Hudson. I'm not surprised about how Sherly is behaving."

Y/N then lets his fingers run on his dark blue hair. "I guess it can't be helped, I'll go to York station right now."

***

Y/N Holmes can be seen walking into the train station to go inside the train that would be arriving in London as its destination.

Y/N scanned the surroundings and saw two familiar figures who seemed to be arguing. Y/N sighed as he saw John slamming his older brother's ticket on the ground.

As Y/N approaches Sherlock, he can hear him muttering angry words about the ex-army doctor.

"Sherly," Y/N called to Sherlock which made his gaze avert to his little brother.

"Y/N," Sherlock narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"Miss Hudson-San sent me a letter at work. She was concerned about you, you know." Y/N replied.

Sherlock once again muttered to himself.

"I see that you've upset your companion, you need to apologize to him," Y/N said while crossing his arms.

"Whatever." He heard his older brother gritted out.

The conductor of the train then started to announce.

"TO LONDON, PLEASE ENTER! WE ARE DEPARTING SHORTLY!"

"Let's go, Sherly." Y/N gave his older brother a small smile to lighten up his mood but Sherlock just let out a scoff.

When Sherlock and Y/N went inside the train, Sherlock then headed to the compartment where he knew John would be staying just to find it locked.

"Tch!"

"I guess you've managed to anger him," Y/N muttered as he slipped a glance at the ex-doctor whose head was buried in his hat.

Y/N then saw his older brother heading to the dining area of the train still grumbling to himself. Y/N then took a deep breath as he followed his older brother to a table with two chairs.

"Why does it feel like I'm the older one between the two of us," Y/N murmured to himself.

The waiter then gave the two brothers two menu boards.

As Sherlock scanned the menu, he then began to recite his order. "I'll have the cold beef with mashed potatoes and a beer."

"How about you, Sir?" The waiter turned his attention to him.

"I'll ha-" Y/N was about to recite his order when he saw Sherlock glance at the other table and saw his eyes sparkle in excitement.

His older brother then stood up with speed and absentmindedly said, "Excuse me, I will switch seats!"