Hai, sorry this is short again... I'm
Looking after my baby cousin this week and I haven't had a lot of time, sorry :(
Enjoy this short but sweet chapter. <3
Sorry for any mistakes, it's midnight.
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It had been a couple weeks since Rosie Watson started to speak, she had learnt some new words since then, such as; Billy, skull, murder, food, bored, and a couple of others. She still hadn't mastered full sentences but she was determined, she needed to use full sentences to explain why John and Sherlock were idiots.
Being a baby had its advantages. When Sherlock was out and Rosie was left with just John or vice versa, John or Sherlock would tell Rosie whatever was on their minds, as they didn't expect Rosie to actually pay attention, let alone remember.
John mostly spoke about sherlock. He would go on for ages about him, talking about everything from Sherlock's looks to his crazy experiments and personality... John had even spoke about his feelings for Sherlock, he loved him, he loved everything about him, John thought sherlock was absolutely fantastic.
Rosie was rarely left alone with Sherlock as he was known to shoot the walls, blow up random things and bring all sorts of criminals into the flat. On the rare occasions that Rosie was alone with Sherlock, he would play beautiful tunes on his violin, talk about cases (Rosie rather enjoyed hearing about cases John and Sherlock were working on) and tell Rosie about how he actually cared for and loved someone... That someone being John Watson, obviously.
It was monday and also, for the first time in a while, Rosie was alone with Sherlock.
"Bor...Bored." Said Rosie bluntly,
"Me too" grumbled sherlock bas he picked Rosie up from the floor where she was sitting with Billy the skull opposite her, "I have an idea..." He trailed off. He grabbed his deerstalker hat was and plopped it on Rosie's head and then put his long charcoal colored coat on her, it was miles too big but Rosie didn't care,
"I'm detect- detective!" Giggled Rosie
"Yes, Rosie - and as soon as you can run properly and speak in full sentences you can come on cases with me!" Laughed sherlock as he took a photo of Rosie for John to see.
They spent the next of hour playing 'Rosie the consulting detective' until John came home and joined in.
At around four o'clock Rosie was tired, John fed her and let her watch cartoons until she fell asleep on Sherlock's chair and dreamt of being a consulting detective, just like the games she played earlier, her plan could wait.
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Awe, Rosie is cute
I hope you enjoyed this, love ya <3
(When I typed 'ya' the love heart autocorrected into mom, I just thought it was funny, so I told you 😂)
