Chapter one

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If there are any suggestions or spelling checks please tell me. If y'all call something different in the uk (I live in the us) please tell me. Also this is my first ever fanfiction.
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Sherlocks point of view.

Tonight is New Years Eve and John and I invited all our friends, Greg, Molly, Mrs. Hudson, Donavin, Mycroft, and Anderson. Mrs. Hudson made biscuits and tea for every one, she even let little Rosie help. At around ten pm the first person to arrive was of course Mycroft. He didn't knock at all he just came right in.

"Hello brother," Mycroft said, "how is it going, Rosie are you fine?"

"Rosie is fine," John said walking over with Rosie by his side, "here Sherlock take her for a minute."

"What, okay." I said while John gave me Rosie. I took Rosie over to her play area and played with her while John took Mycroft out to the hallway.

"I need to talk to you about Sherlock." John said while closing the door behind him. I could hear Mycroft laugh, it wasn't his normal fake laugh it was a real laugh. I wonder what John is saying about me, maybe he just said a joke.

Rosie, with her cute little hands, handed me a book called "Show Dogs."

"Can you read this to me please?" Rosie asked.

"Of course." I told her.

I took the book from her and picked her up. I sat down in my chair and put Rosie on my left leg, and read her book to her. When John and Mycroft came back inside Molly and Greg were with them. They all, except John, went to the kitchen and started talking to Mrs. Hudson. John went and sat in his chair which was in front of mine.

"I will finish reading to her and be right over." I said. When I finished reading to rosie I put the book back.

"So did you ever finish your experiment in the kitchen or are there still bloody fingers in the freezer?" John asked while I walked over to my chair.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," I said, "uh nobody go in the freezer."

"I already did to get some ice," Molly said, "and one question, why are there fingers in there?"

"Is it for another one of your experiments?" Greg laughed.

"Yes actually, I need them for something that is none of your business." I said still standing in front of my chair, with Rosie pulling on my pants leg. I turned around and picked up Rosie. When I sat down in my chair I put Rosie back on my lap.

"So, do you have any plans for tomorrow." John asked. I was confused because he always knows if I have plans.

"No not really any big plans, I was just going to hang out with you, Rosie and, Mrs. Hudson," I said, "that is if you don't have any plans."

"Oh, no no no, I have zero plans. Hanging out with Rosie, you and, Mrs. Hudson sounds fine, right Rosie?" John said.

"Yeah I want to play with Sherlock!" Rosie stated.

"Alright, um, I am going to go to the kitchen, you want to come?" I asked getting up out of my chair still holding Rosie.

"Sure I will be right behind you." John said standing up. I walked over to the kitchen where everybody else was. 

"Hey you two, what where y'all talking about?" Molly asked walking over to me.

"I was telling John how I am hanging out with him, Rosie and, Mrs. Hudson tomorrow." I explained.

"May I hold Rosie for a minute?" Molly asked while walking towards me.

"Sure." Both me and John said at the same time. Molly laughed and took Rosie out of my arms.

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