Beauty and the Beast • Sherlolly fanfiction

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Sherlock gazed into the fireplace grimly. He hated that it was so needed. It was giving, it was warmth and soothing, it was life. It was necessary. Oh he hated that. He hated it, hated how it consumed, how it flickered unendingly, how it destroyed. And yet it was still necessary. Even he had to acknowledge that. It didn't ease his spirits when he reasoned the same must be true about love. Love was warm and pleasant, it soothed a troubled soul. But it was something dangerous and risky, and his mind it would lead to being burnt and destroyed. Is it necessary or worthy?

His thoughts were interrupted when there was a loud banging at his door. Normally he would call for the housekeeper to get the door, but the idea of someone at his doorstep unannounced at this hour of night alarmed him.

Curious and yet on guard, he stood to answer the door but before he had touched it, the door had already swung open.

"Dear little brother, did you miss me?" She walked past him and into the sitting room. He stood still a moment, a part in shock, a part in fear, but the biggest part in anger. "Oh by the way you need better locks."

He swallowed and collected himself, and took a seat opposite her.

"Why are you here?" He said in a low voice.

"Oh so quick to the point," she scoffed. "Sherlock, how are you?"

"Why are you here?" He repeated, attempting to retain a calm appearance despite his emotions.

"I missed you."

"You don't miss anything. You're the genius, remember." He spat out, losing patience.

"I missed you."

"No!" Sherlock yelled abruptly. "You don't know what it means to miss someone, Euros! Why are you here?!"

"Oh Sherlock." She presented a black pouch. "Maybe it's you who doesn't know how to feel. I'm going to help you, little brother."

"What-" She threw a powder over him and he erupted into a coughing fit. He crouched down to his knees, screaming in pain as his body began to change. "Euros!"

"Oh look, it's working. You're feeling, Sherlock, you're laughing. I always could make you laugh."

The household ran into the room upon hearing Sherlock's screams. Euros began throwing the powder at rest of the household.

"Mustn't forget about brother's dear friends."

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Sorry this is bad, I'm a bad writer. It's kinda tough for me to write Euros because I haven't seen enough of her in the series. I'm really in love with this idea though so hopefully you can give it a shot and I will do my best.
Also if someone could make me a cover using Smauglock (it's what Sherlock looks like as the beast) that would be awesome!