Mischief Holmes

Ch1

CH: 1
‘UPON the midday of London, the bristiling sounds of carriages, and horses roam over the streets of baker.

One of the carriers shows a woman cast within the shadows with her dear servant across from her. The servant leaned closer ready to include her concerns for her miss, only to stoop till with her mouth unable to speak. Without further more of dealing with her madam the servant spoke

“ madame i know that you- will- i- will you please stop mimicking me for the good lord’s love”  she then proceeded to yell’.

I turned to her grinning, as she relaxed herself  back. “ let try this again madame'' she breathed in, “ madame you are here to visit this said brother-” “he is real'' i interrupted “that no one in the house of Bigginton” “swore i told you all the story” “knows about, because your refusal to speak-” “putting words in my mouth i see” “has led us to flee!”.  I stayed silent still smiling, she was right but I wasn't feeling the need to give a chance.

“He’s real” i grinned, watching as she turns reticent, “ well this real man is having us chased down by the lord of the house” she shrieked and  i leaned forward to her as she shivered within the connection of my eyes “then let him chase” i whispered whilst leaning back to breath well.
As the carriage steered along, I noticed one of the house's windows lying the host I came to see. I turned to my servant “ Adelia be a dear and delight the coachman to pace a bit one and a half afar”. 

She wags, yelling out the window, I decided to tune out the world for a tick.
Once the carriage stopped, I held on to Adelia’s hand before she could leave, she looked at me questioning why I am still smiling.

Why wouldn’t I if I have someone or more than one soul staring at my carriage, breathing in,  I whispered “Dear, grab the mandarin case and the dim cape, once we step out we are in need of a disguise” i chuckled as her features dropped.

Quicking she hurried to the task, in doing so i carefully move the curtains “ do not panic dear, the coachman has been instructed” seeing an opening to our escape “ madame the cloth and figures are ready” turning my narrowed eyes as i grinned “well what are we waiting for dear make haste” grabbing the body figure i began to undress and of course Adelia disapprovement shows, but nevertheless this isn’t the worst she caught me doing.

As we began to dress the figures in our old wear to proceed to change into the new ones, we settled out waving back to the twain aristocracy, just as they did the same.
A life teaching lesson to all, if you ever disguise yourself as someone else, never waver, be a new person, do not let the real show because eyes are very smart. The eyes that were watching continued to follow the carriage.

We swift with gentle pace amongst the alley, and back we are at 221B Baker street.

I couldn’t help but to simper  truly it is a wonder being here, with a ring on the door bell the door opens to a midlife staring back at us. “Am sorry to say but if you are here for Mr. Holmes he isn’t here” well the was rude i didn’t even get the chance to speak.  Ignoring Adelia's sighs, I used my cane to stop the door from closing any further.

The woman looks at me weird or perhaps offended which depends on her whether she should be or not.

Least to say with a quick speed I covered my nose with my precious handkerchief leaning, bathing out “ well ma'am if sir holmes truly wasn't home then the windows would not have shown a living being”.

She looked stunned as if i caught her acting on a worse case“madame..” “ not now Adelia, i prefer if miss Hudsons would at least let us in” i leaned closer to make a very unbidden eye contact “ unless unwanted attention is what she favors” she moved back in spite.

Me and my dear servant made our excuses in whilst miss hudson locks the door”wait how do you know my-” i interrupted “seeing as you are whiffed with the aroma of tea and excessive yet claiming cooking i’d say you are a very generous caretaker, i pity how he works your bone to fragile” and of course i got told off by my dear Adelia.

Mrs. Hudsons made small shivers while resting her hands on her head. I can’t blame the woman, it's like she is raising a child she never asked for and another coming to join the family. A sound caught my attention and I smiled knowing he was witless and as he isn’t that hushed.
I turned to Mrs.

Hudson and offered her my apologies and yes as I still cover my nose taking my time to breathe out. Of course she wasn’t really accepting, motioned for Adelia to sit down as she tried to argue ,” darling please do not try to strike back you know that you will never win this argument” she stood her grounds “ but your condition-” doesn’t matter at the moment” “madam-” “safe it Miss Fawns” motioning my hand to stop while i glower at her, she recoiled back. “Mrs. Hudson, please lead the way.

With Mrs. Hudson leading, Adelia saddens, and he’s shuffling. Once at the door  before Mrs Hudson  could knock the door spring out relieving a counter mess of a man.