Mormor Oneshots *OLD WRITING*

14

(au where molly sometimes helps them out with stuff...and is still a mom friend while doing it)

Seb glanced at the door to Jim's apartment, confused of why a knock sounded out.

"Can you get that, Sebastian?" Jim shouted from wherever he was. Groaning softly, Seb opened the door, raising an eyebrow when he saw Molly.

"You must be Seb," she cheerfully said.

"Yeah, but call me Sebastian." the sniper scowled. It felt weird hearing "Seb" from someone other than Jim.

"Molly! Hii~!" Jim greeted, dancing into the room. "We need your help getting into Sherlly's flat!"

Seb tried to remember what day it was...if it was Monday, then it was "Pull-a-prank-on-Sherlly-and-Johnny Boy" day.

"It was hard getting Mrs. Hudson to leave the flat, but giving her money for a shopping spree helped," Molly grinned smugly.

"You're now the person who takes over my job when I die. Anywaaaayyy!" Jim lifted a duffel bag at his side, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Pie bombs and mistletoe...yes, we're on a budget."

Seb didn't say anything, biting his lip. When did Molly help them out willingly? A prick of jealousy wedged into the sniper's heart, but he pushed it down.

"That's fine with me," Molly shrugged. "Let's go, boss."

Another prick of jealousy.

***

Since Seb was the tallest of the three, he had to hang the mistletoe up. It hung above the upstairs entrance, barely noticeable. But Sherlock knew about the consulting criminal's pranks, so he's find it.

Seb was also on lookout while Molly and Jim made the pie bomb boxes. He wasn't watching for Sherlock and John, but watching his boss.

Jim's eyes were shining with excitement, biting his lips as he focused on his task. Seb shut his eyes, taking a deep breath. He had to watch for their opposites.

Any conversation Molly and Jim were having was either too quiet for Seb to hear or he was tuning them out.

"Sebby! Is Sherlly coming home yet?" Jim called out. Seb's heart jumped at the use of the nickname Jim gave him.

"No, boss. No Sherlock yet." Seb reported. Jim grinned as he continued working.

Mistletoe was my idea. Feel free to use it, Moran. -MH

Seb reread the text, confused. He decided to ignore it and be a good watchdog.

***

"Oh, penguins! They're walking down the street now." Molly yelped, grabbing her coat. "I'll try and distract them."

"Alright, thanks Molly!" Jim called after the fleeing girl.

"Ready to go, tiger~?" Jim asked. Seb nodded, letting Jim lead the way. He remembered Molly's text and grabbed Jim's shoulders.

"What, Mora-" Jim started, getting cut off by Seb kissing him.

Every prick of jealousy Seb has disappeared when he felt Jim kiss him back.

"Down, kitty~," Jim teased, denying Seb another kiss.

"Sorry boss. There was mistletoe." Seb mumbled.

"Puh-lease, Sebby." Jim rolled his eyes. "I've seen the way you look at me."

"Oh," Seb blinked, "I was hoping you wouldn't notice."

Jim chuckled, shaking his head.