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Sherlock / Loki one shot x reader - choose your own path

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Hi there! I know it has been a while since I've last uploaded, and I'm really, really sorry for that! Not only was I really busy with school that has just started for me and already given me tons of stress and work, but to top all my problems: the internet didn't work. And because of my tons of homework I start to sleep really badly and stuff. Ugh!

I wanted to do this one shot later on, and first do a request for Maiya112002 but all the details of her request are on my Wattpad account which I can't enter. Now, since I upload this, means that my internet is back and that I'll make the requests as soon as possible! Sorry dearies! I really genuinely feel bad!

Anyway, some of you might remember the Tom Hiddleston one shot x reader I made earlier because that man is just... wow. And then there was this person called LokiHiddlesConrad who asked me to make a Loki one. And here it is. I've got no idea what you like, LokiHiddlesConrad, but I hope this is good enough for you!

Oh, one more thing. Since I did not know whether I should end it with a Sherlock or a Loki ending, I've written them both and you can choose your own ending! ;-)

So, let's start!

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The rhythmic sound of the clock letting us know another hour had passed was followed by a deep sigh of me and Sherlock. John chuckled when he heard it, but in his chuckle was a certain annoyance. 'If you both have nothing to do, you could go to the supermarket for a change.' He said sassily as he typed on his keyboard. 'You have nothing to do as well, you could go too.' Sherlock said and turned around on his chair.

Yes, that's right, chair. Sherlock laid down on a chair in an uncomfortable position since the chair was way too small for his long body, while I laid down on the couch, comfortable and stretched out. Whenever a case was over, Sherlock and I fought over who was allowed to use the couch, and that fight could be pretty intense. And this time, I had won. After a short moment of joyful triumph, the boredom had entered again and I just laid down almost lifelessly. I could not leave this piece of furniture, knowing Sherlock would steal it immediately after I left. He had tried to get me off it, several attempts including complaining or screaming next to my ear, throwing things, pushing, cursing and tickling me, were all in vain. This was my little realm now.

Though it was my temporary realm, it did not bring me any satisfaction after Sherlock had stopped entertaining me by trying to steal my queendom. Now it was just a couch and I was no queen, just a stupid bored girl.

'Nothing to do?' Quoted John annoyed. 'I have plenty of things to do. Starting with updating my blog. So if you two could go and buy some milk, I'll finish this.' Sherlock and I both complained, he from the chair, I from the couch. 'Oh, come one! You are grown-ups, behave like one.' John added after our moment of moaning.

'No, but please buy some chocolate for me.' I said and turned around. We had been case-less for one and a half week. And in that week I had only went to the supermarket and back. I hated it now, since it was always the same, nothing really changed. I wanted to go to a new unknown place and kept hoping that one day there will walk a client in and we'll go on a mission to another faraway land. But now, John wanted me to go to the supermarket. And I had no desire whatsoever to go there and watch Sherlock steal my realm as he'd trick me in pretending to go with me.

'And I have bought milk last time, now it's Sherlock's turn, so no.' I added. John looked at me. 'No? Fine. And you're right. Sherlock, you must go.' John commanded soldier-like. 'No.' Sherlock refused as well, and turned around. He had forgotten he was on a chair instead of the couch and fell to the ground. John burst out laughing and tilted the screen of his laptop down. 'Okay, Sherlock. Stand up and go to the supermarket with me. I'll show you what milk looks like and you can actually buy it for the first time.' John said sassily and took Sherlock's arm, pulling him from the ground onto his feet. They walked off, well, John dragged Sherlock with him and on his way said: 'Really, if you're so reluctant to buy milk. We're getting a cow and you can milk it every day instead of buying it. See if that is better for you.' And with that they left me alone.