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Unexpected item in bagging area

Flashback:

It had been four days since john had met sherlcoo, and they already had an unbreakable friendship. Sherlock was almost healed and his sprained ankle now usable again, his only injury left was broken ribs but there was nothing that could be done about that so John decided he was fine to do what he wanted now.

John had to go grocery shopping so he decided to check if Sherlock wanted to come, Sherlock decided he liked the company of John so decided to join him, his ribs still ached slightly, but he decided to ignore the pain and took the ibuprofen that John gave him along with his coffee, he then walked out the door with John, still wearing Johns hoodie but had his coat over the top, his shirt was too ripped to be worn again so he had to continue wearing what he had until he could fetch his clothes from his brother.

He walked down the stairs with John and into the cool breeze that was the great British weather and they walked to the edge of the pavement hailing a cab, once one pulled over John made sure Sherlock was seated properly before clambering in himself sitting himself next to Sherlock.

They were soon outside a large asda store and so they both climbed out and went to fetch a trolley, John let Sherlock lean on the trolley as he walked to keep the weight of his torso off his ribs and try to stop any unnecessary pain.

After a while shopping they heard someone begin to laugh nearby, john turned around to see a man with brown hair that was messily cut, standing nearby a medium skin tone women with frizzy black hair and brown thin eyes.

John turned to Sherlock, who seemed annoyed at the two unwanted visitors.

"Do you know them?" John whispered to Sherlock, Sherlock nodddd with a pained expression.

"Who are they?" John asked.

"Donovan and Anderson" Sherlock whispered back, the names looking like they made him want to urge, "both work for Scotland Yard, they are always like this"

"Hey freak, can you even hear us" Anderson hollered poking Sherlock in the ribs, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Get away from him!" John hissed, practically spitting in Anderson's face with hatred.

"And who are you? His boyfriend?" Donovan chimed in, her voice grating on Johns eardrums like chalk on a chalkboard. "Did he follow you home?"

"Pur-lease, as if anyone would love the worlds biggest psychopath" Anderson sniggered.

"Back off now!" John said, standing to his full height, his fist clenched turning his knuckles white, standing instinctively in-between Sherlock and the two pests. Anderson was clearly intimidated by John although he tried not to show it. John stepped closer to them, squaring up to them and cornering them.

"Sally look at this, he thinks he's so tough" Anderson laughed but still backing further away into a shelf behind him.

"So did the freak brainwash you or something?" Sally snickered.

"Say that again" John threatened.

"Freak! Freak! FREAK!" Anderson and Donovan chimed loudly.

John stood close up to Anderson and punched him square on the jaw, causing him to fall to the floor and face plant the tiles with a slight crack as his nose broke, making no change to his already horridly distorted features. Donovan screamed and crouched down next to him, holding his face in her hands.

"What have you done!" She screamed at John as he smirked to himself and made his way back over to Sherlock, leaving the two bullies to sulk in the enemies blood.

"You didn't have to do that John" Sherlock said weakly still holding his ribs from where Anderson had painfully prodded him. John watched in concern and almost considered going back to break a few of Anderson's before common sense made him change his mind.

"No I did because nobody should be allowed to treat you like that, jealousy because your intelligent and their as thick as two short planks." John told him reassuringly, an arm round Sherlocks waist to steady him as they picked up bread and milk and biscuits including Jammie dodgers, rich teas and ginger nuts.

Once they were done they went to a self service chip and pin machine and scanned their items, Sherlock watched fascinated as the machine scanned and beeped with each item.

The machine suddenly blared out to john causing him to jump, "unexpected item in bagging area, remove this item immediately" john looked over to the shopping bag to see Sherlock sat on the edge of it. He smiled before telling Sherlock he would have to move between his laughter.

"Well it said unexpected item but that's the most unexpected item I've ever come across" John chuckled as he helped Sherlock to stand.

John could see that it clearly pained Sherlock to stand let alone walk around so he gently sweeper Sherlock off his feet and put him in he trolley so that he was sat down at the front of it. Sherlock looked milky confused but was to tired to complain. John pushed the trolley through the store and out the doors gaining some odd looks at the two young men, still in their early twenties. Sherlock began to enjoy this new arrangement and was grinning stupidly as john began to push him over the crossing and towards the trolley bay where he then had to help Sherlock out again.

"How was th--"

"That was fun!" Sherlock exclaimed before they both went into hysterics failing to calm themselves. When they had finally recovered John lifted the bags out of the trolley and they began to make their way to the road to hail a cab still smiling childishly.

They soon pulled up outside 221b and made their way into the flat, collapsing onto the sofa and laughing again despite the ache in their chests and jaws.