Chemicals And Deduction: Sherlock X Reader

Seven

HEYYY, I did under a month this time! Yay. Hope this is some form of OK, but yeah, enjoy.

-Flossie x

After an hour of getting dressed, putting on some form of makeup, general getting ready-ness and things that you don't often care about, you exit the house. An empty backpack slung over one shoulder accompanies you the short walk to the local shop, and one full with chocolate and popcorn accompanies you the short walk from the local shop to Molly's house. You knock on at exactly 7:30, just like you said you would. 

"Y/N! You're here, yay!" 

"I am, good observations! Oh, and we're leaving." You grab Molly and pull her out of the doorway, with her messily putting on her shoes and grabbing her bag. You hail a cab and set off towards the cinema. You get there, order the tickets, pretend that you don't have food in your bag because cinema food is really fucking expensive, and go and pick the best seats, right in the middle at the back, obviously. The adverts seem to go on for ages but are made more entertaining with you deducing all of the models and actors, and Molly's funny comments about who she would have sex with and singing along to all of the jingles. Seriously, somehow she knows all of them. You both "Ooooo" at the lights dimming and get as excited as little kids when the film officially starts. Through the entirety of the film, you make comments about how you would do this or that differently, when there is a continuity error, and constantly saying "kinky" at anything that might mildly relate to an innuendo.Despite the cinema being pretty empty, a woman chooses to sit right in front of you, and whenever you say anything, she very loudly shushes you, causing you to laugh even more. She eventually moves to a different seat. You can't remember the last time you and Molly had fun like this. You should do it more often, she's so much less shy and uptight when its just the two of you.

You exit the Cinema in fits of laughter,which turns into a heated debate about wether you should go to Pizza Hut or Barburritos. Molly wins with Pizza Hut, and it actually turns out to be the right choice. You order a stuffed crust favourite pizza, Molly orders a pepperoni with a pan base and you both order Mojitos...and then two... and a couple more. You leave Pizza Hut just a little more tipsy than when you entered. Giggling for Britain the two of you get in a cab and go back to Molly's house, where you immediately dump your bags down and race to make the ULTIMATE DEN! A sofa, 4 blankets, a lot of cushions and a pack of battery powered fairy lights later, the two of you are sitting in the coolest possible den with several mass bars of chocolate and quite a bit of alcohol,which to be honest you drink more of than Molly. 

You sit there, talking about nothing in particular and watching some shitty T.V show that you're not paying much attention to. A little while later, the two of you turn to a game of truth or dare. Your go first. "Truth or dare?" Asks Molly. 

"Umm...." You ponder the question for a second. "Dare, no, truth... yeah, yeah, truth." Molly snorts before she replies. 

"Okikokey!" She giggles to herself. "Do you like Greg?" 

"Greg!" You shout, shocked. "As in Lestrade?" Molly nods "No, I mean as a friend yeah, but no... Ew." With this you both burst into laugher again. "Your turn, truth or dare?"

"Dare" 

"Okayyyy... Down the rest of that bottle of wine."

"No way!" You raise your eyebrow at her. "Ok, fine, whatever." She picks up the bottle and presses it to her lips. 

"WE LIKE TO DRINK WITH MOLLY, COZ MOLLY IS OUR MATE," You start to chant whilst slamming your hands on the floor to build up anticipation, but really just to be even more noisy. "AND WHEN WE DRINK WITH MOLLY, SHE GETS IT DOWN IN EIGHT, SEVEN, SIX, FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!" As soon as the word 'one' leaves your lips, the last of the wine drains from the bottle, and she holds it up in the air triumphantly. You give her a round of applause. 

"Yay!" she hiccups and you both start laughing again. "Alright, truth or dare?" 

"I'll be a bit risky and do a dare." 

"You used to be like, really good at gymnastics, right?" You nod, you had done it since the age of four. "I'm gunna put it to the test. Do the perfect handstand for ten seconds." 

"Sure" You wiggle your way out of the den, closely followed by Molly. This should be easy-peasy-pumpkin-peasy (motherfucker), you could have gone on to begin the olympics, apparently, but that is way to much pressure. You get into a space and flip yourself upside down so you are standing on your hands.

"Ooooone, twwwoooo, threeeeee," Molly starts to count to ten, making sure that she lengthens all of the numbers "fouuuuur, fiveeeee, siiiiix, seveeeen," This is easy "eiiiiiight, nineeeee, nine and a haaaalf, nine and three quaaarteeers" suddenly, your phone goes off in your back pocket shocking you, and causing you to fall over into a heap on the floor. Your 'oww's turn to laughs as tears of laughter stream down Molly's face, so caught up laughing that she can barely breathe. You almost forget about your phone and pick it up, just in time.

"Hellooo" you say down the phone 

"Ah, hello Y/N, we've had our first call of the night, sounds like the murderer has striked again, where are you?" Sherlock replys, a bit too quickly for your intoxicated brain to interpret. you stay silent for a few seconds. "Y/N?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry, Molly's house." You say, just before Sherlock hangs up. "Goodbye to you too!" You half shout at your phone screen.

"Who was that?" Questions Molly

"Sherlock," You roll your eyes "There have been more suicides, yay" You say the last bit sarcastically. "It is alright for me to go, right? The world calls for my help" 

"Oh God, have fun. Sure you can go, that is sort of your job." 

"Yeahhhh, sucks ass though." You state, matter of factly, as your phone beeps in your pocket 

Outside -SH

You pick up a bottle of god knows what and chug some of it. "Wish me luck!" You exclaim before picking up your bag and heading out the door.

"Luck!" Molly shouts, just before it closes and the smile fades from her mouth.