After frantic attempts to be presentable, Kairi and Sherlock finally arrived at Molly and John's to help them get ready for the party. Both of them had settled a bit, Sherlock's rage and need for revenge indeed replaced his lust as Kairi ran about her flat like untethered balloon in a windstorm, too busy trying to look nice for the party to worry about feeling sexy. They would both be meeting members of Molly's family tonight and at least one of them cared to make a decent impression.
Upon arriving, Molly looked just about as frantic as Kairi felt. Upon seeing this, Kairi immediately dispatched Sherlock, begging him to assist John with setting up so that Kairi could help Molly relax. No matter how decent or fun one's family is, this melding of two worlds, personal and familial was always nerve-wracking.
So far the invites only extended to close friends and immediate family. However, Molly's family, robust and a bit overwhelming, would outnumber John's invitees — as his sister was still unresponsive and his parents had passed away. Though his biological family was slim to none and his relationship with Harry was still rather tenuous, his real family consisted of a very limited number of close friends: people he trusted with his life and others that were indeterminately connected to them through either genetics or some sort of bond.
Kairi flashed a knowing look to a nervous John and she immediately ushered Molly into their bedroom with placating words and comforting hands. Upon entering a bedroom that was looking like it was left in shambles, Kairi sighed and gripped Molly's hands that were shaking.
She glanced back at Kairi, muttering "I don't know why we did this. We hate parties."
Kairi chuckled, "You do not hate parties, you're just under pressure. It's your family! They've met John and they love him." Molly shot her a very quick, nervous glance and Kairi caught it and chuckled, "I promise to be on my best behavior."
Molly swatted at Kairi who dodged her flying hands and hissed, "It's not you I'm worried about. All of our friends are in the business of death! My family already thinks I'm so weird and dark."
Kairi outright laughed at her as she pulled out the dress Molly and her had bought a couple weeks prior, "Oh stop it! You've got some of the most charismatic friends ever! John can be damn endearing when he wants to be and Lestrade is about as sweet as a human being — who isn't you or a baby — can get!" She looked back at Molly who was wringing her hands, "Molly, trust me, it will be fine! I'm betting even Sherlock will be on his best behavior tonight! He can be uncomfortably charming when he wants to be."
Molly shuddered, "How can you be sure?"
Kairi just gave her a wry grin and ushered her towards the master bath, "Because him and I have plans tonight and I'm sure that nothing short of an intergalactic crime lord would pull him from that."
Molly raised her eye brows as Kairi sat her on the toilet and started pulling out Molly's makeup, "Oh? What exactly is intended to occur?"
Kairi chuckled, giving Molly a teasing glare and began tending to Molly's skin with some light foundation, "Well, I'm hoping one or more of his extremities will end up in one or more of my orifices if we're going to be clinical about it." She finished as sweetly and innocently as possible.
Molly sputtered, ending up with a dash of make up going unblended on her face as Kairi began giggling as well, "Dear God, you two. I can't even imagine it." She tried biting her own lips to keep a straight face as Kairi continued with her make up. "God to be honest, imagining Sherlock being sexual gives me a migraine." She chuckled at Kairi, "Even when I fancied him, all I could really get out of it was maybe ruffling his hair and a good kiss — fat lot of good that did me."
