"Now William be nice." Mrs. Homes says to her youngest son.
"Mother I already told you, call me Sherlock." he replies pouting.
"Alright then Sherlock, be nice these guests are injured and ill soldiers we will be housing for the time being." Sherlock rolls his eyes.
"They have arrived Madam." Jim the butler says walking into the room.
"Oh good let them in. Sherlock go stand with Mike and Chris."
"Fine Mother." Sherlock grumps trudging over to the entry hall.
His brother Mycroft and cousin Crystal are standing side by side in the hall waiting patiently, well Mycroft was.
"Hurry Sherly, the faster we meet them the faster we can talk to Greg about that murder!" Crys says tremulously.
"Oh, that's right the woman who may or may not have committed suicide." he replies with a smile creeping upon his lips.
Just then the maid Mrs. Hudson ushers in three groups of soldiers.
~~~~Sherlock's point of view~~~~
'BORED BORED BORED. None of this interests me. Mother said that I should make friends but I want to solve a murder with Crys. None of these people are worth my...'
His thoughts are interrupted when he spots one of the soldiers in Crys' group.
'What is so special about him? I might as well deduce him to pass the time before I have to show these baboons their rooms. Limp, shot in leg, two siblings, strained relationship with alcoholic brother. Odd but I still don't understand why he stood out.'
~~~~Crystal's POV~~~~
"Hello miss are you the one I talk to about rooms?" a blonde boy asks gaining my attention.
"Yes. What's wrong are you not happy with the room provided?"
"No it's fine, I just don't feel comfortable in a room alone in this big house." he sheepishly looks towards the ground.
"Well I will see what I can do then Mr. ?"
"John Watson."
"Nice to meet you John, my name is Crystal Binnet."
I glance over at Sherly and notice him starring at John. He quickly turns away with a light blush dusting his cheeks after noticing he was caught.
'Light Bulb.'
"Say John would you like to join me and my cousin on a case?"
"A case?" he looks questioningly at me.
"Yeah a murder case, if you want and you can even help me write about it."
"That actually sounds... fun."
"Good we meet here after the rooming is in order."
>>>Later (normal POV)<<<
Sherlock stood growing impatient waiting for his cousin when she rounded the corner with the soldier from earlier trailing a little behind.
"Sorry I'm late Sherly. We had to reassign John's rooming."
"That's fine just hurry up."
"Don't you want to show him your cool trick?" a giddy Crys asks
"It's not a trick and you are capable of it also."
"Please."
"Fine." He lets out a breathy sigh, "John you are here because you were shot in the leg, you have two siblings a sister and a brother, you have a strained relationship with your brother who is an alcoholic with a crumbling partnership."
Speechless at first John straightens up, "Actually I have two sisters and no brother."
Sherlock lets out an annoyed 'hmph' and walks towards the back door, Crystal in hot pursuit and John limping along behind.
---End Chapter 1---
AN: Sorry it's short I very quickly typed this up in the middle of the night because I am way behind on all my shiz. I hope the next one is longer.
Please comment if you want more otherwise I won't bother.
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