Sherlock Oneshots

Scaring Anderson

A/N     Okay this is my first oneshot so it will probably suck really bad but here it goes... Also thanks to wrecklessunix for convincing me to make this oneshot book thing. Check her out she's amazing.
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John and Sherlock arrived at the case right after Anderson. They both hated that git with a burning passion. They decided to play a little prank on him... Every time Sherlock is around, him and John will leave little hints that Sherlock is secretly a vampire. It's been about three weeks of them doing it, and Anderson is finally catching on. They heard him talking to Lestrade about it, but Lestrade didn't believe him. Everything was going perfectly as planned.
"John, did you pack our lunch today?" Sherlock asked, loud enough for Anderson to hear.
"Yes. Why?"
"I wanted to know if you put onions in mine."
"Don't worry, Sherlock, I would never forget."
"Did you make sure to replace to ketchup with blood, John?"
"I got it all under control."
They made sure Anderson heard them. They were being so obnoxious, there was no way he couldn't. Sherlock saw Anderson look at them suspiciously, than he slowly walked away. Once he thought he was out of sight, Anderson started running as fast as he could to Donovan. Both of the men burst out laughing.
"D-did you see his face?'" Sherlock exclaimed, wiping the tears in his eyes.
"Yeah, that was hilarious," John replied.
"Hey, John, we should act like I'm sucking your blood or something because you didn't put enough 'blood' on my sandwich."
"That is the best idea I've heard from you all day."
"Okay, we'll do it at lunch."
"Deal."

At Lunch
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"John!" Sherlock yelled across the room. Anderson was sure to wee himself after this.
"Yes, Sherlock?" John responded. It was obvious that they were acting, but Anderson was so stupid, he bought it.
"There isn't enough blo-I mean ketchup on my sandwich!!"
"Oh no I'm sorry it won't happen again. I promise."
"You promised last time!! This time, you're going to pay!" Sherlock sprinted over to John and pinned him to the wall. John let out a fake scream, and Anderson let out a real one. He ran away, and left both of the other men to themselves.
"That. Was. Amazing." John said.
"Yes, and I think he's going to get Lestrade. George will think he's acting like a scared little five-year-old!!
"It's Greg, and I think five-year-olds are braver than that."
Anderson stopped calling Sherlock a freak, and would do anything he wanted. It was perfect.