Head canons

License (Sherlock)

351 words. I don't remember where I got it from.

     One day, Sherlock and John were driving around London to look for a case. Sherlock was bored and was tired of waiting for a case to come to him. That morning, Sherlock came out to find John already sitting in the passenger seat. He got in the drivers seat and started driving.
     "Why don't you ever drive?" Sherlock asked.
     "I don't have a license." John replied.
     "So? I don't either." Sherlock said.
     "Goodness, Sherlock," John exclaimed. "That's illegal."
     "My brother would never let me get taken to jail." Sherlock said. "Plus, there's Gary."
     "His name is Greg." John said. "How do you not have a license?"
     "I just never got one." Sherlock said as if it was perfectly normal to drive illegally.
     "Wha... how... wh..." John sputtered. "Never mind."
     "Do think Ms. Hudson would mind if I shot the doorbell?" Sherlock asked after a pause. "It was getting on my nerves."
     John sighed. "It hasn't rang in days. When did you shoot it?"
     "A month ago."
     "That's why you don't have any cases." John exclaimed.
     "Hm." Sherlock replied. "I guess we can go home then."
     "Stop the car. I'm calling Ms. Hudson to come pick us up."
     "Why are you doing that?" Sherlock asked. "I can drive home."
     "No, Sherlock, you can't. Not until you take you're drivers test." John said, as he pulled out his cell phone.

     A week later, Sherlock and John both took the drivers test. Ms. Hudson make them because she didn't want to be their chauffeur nor their housekeeper. Sherlock didn't study, but he passed with a perfect score. John studied for days, but passed by one question. They both passed the driving portion.
     "We can both drive now." John said.
     "We both could drive before." Sherlock said.
     "Not legally." John countered.
     "Not everything has to be legal, John." Sherlock said.
     "What does that mean?" John asked.
     Sherlock walked away, leaving the question hanging. John called after him, but didn't get so much as a glance. Sherlock smirked when he knew John couldn't see. He wasn't doing anything illegal, but it was amuseing to watch John.