Kidlock Oneshots (Request are Closed!)

Coloring Pages

John: 6

Sherlock: 7

Mycroft & Greg: 15

Takes place at Sherlock and Mycroft's house. It has a lot of Mystrade in it.
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John had got invited to Sherlock's house for a couple hours. Sherlock thought it was unfair Mycroft got to have Greg over. He threatened to tell their mummy that they were dating if Mycroft didn't help convince mummy John should come over. Of course Sherlock got his way. He had the best blackmail ever. He learned from a much older boy named Magneuss, who was literally the god of blackmailing.

Mycroft and Greg were in his older brother's room, most likely snogging each others faces off. Sherlock was waiting in the sitting room.

He heard a car pull into the driveway and ran to the window. He saw his closest and only friend step out and ran to the door. He opened it and grinned. The first time John had come to his house he was amazed by its amazing size. Sherlock did live in a really really big house.

"Hi Sherlock!" the tiny blonde yelled as he gave him a big hug. Mrs. Watson waved from the car window as Sherlock shut the door.

"So, what are we gonna do?" he asked. Sherlock thought for a second.

"I don't know. There's a whole bunch of stuff we could do."

"You know," John started, "We still haven't finished exploring the whole house."

"That's not much. Why don't you go and finish while I get out other things we can do when your done."

"Ok!" And with that the tiny Watson went running through one of the halls. Sherlock started looking for stuff. He went up to his room and looked under his bed. There he found some dull bored games. He got them. He also found a bunch of extra blankets in the closet thinking they might make a fort.

He came back to the kitchen and put all the stuff in the corner of the room. He then decided to search the extra draws again.

In the very back of the last one he saw what looked like some old books. I reached back to get them, curios as to way they were there. Once he pulled them out he saw they were old coloring books. He reached back against and there were a couple boxes of crayons. He grabbed those too.

He sat down at the table with them, but John wasn't back yet. He decided to color while he waited.

John was walking back to find Sherlock and see if he found anything to do. He had finally finished exploring the entire house. When he got back to the kitchen he saw Sherlock sitting at the big table. John walked over.

"I'm back!" he said, "oh, are you drawing?" he asked excitedly.

"No I'm coloring a picture in, duh."

"Oh. Can I draw too?"

"I'm not drawing! I'm coloring!"

"Ok ok! Can I color too?"

"Yes," he finally said.

John crawled up onto one of the chairs. He grabbed a puppy dog coloring book and a box of the crayons Sherlock got.

A little while later, Mycroft walked in.
Sherlock glared at him.

"What are you doing in here," he growled.

"I'm just coming to check on you like mummy said to," he replied calmly as he sat down in a chair. Sherlock gave him the meanest look. Then he grinned.

"So, brother, where's your boyfriend?Aren't you suppose to snogging his face off right about now?" he said with a wicked grin. Mycroft blushed a little. And with perfect timing, Greg walked in. "Oi, there he is. Go get him," he said mockingly. Mycroft shot him a death glare and turned his attention to Greg.

"Hey guys!" he says as he too sat down, "how are yo- Are you coloring!?" he asked excitingly.

"Yes?" Sherlock said slowly.

"Ah, I love coloring! Can I join you?"

John giggled at Greg's excitement over coloring. He pushed a coloring book and some crayons his way. Greg grinned, opened his box quickly, and began to color in a mermaid.

"Oh Greg, you are so adorable," Mycroft cooed. He gave him a small peck but that quickly escalated. Soon Greg was in Mycroft's lap.

"Nope! You can't color with us!" Sherlock said pulling all the stuff back like Greg had a horrible sickness.

"Alright, Alright. I'm sorry," he said crawling off his boyfriend.

"You not forgiven. Now leave," Sherlock said glaring at both the older boys.

"Sherlock, either let Gregory... color, or I'll take him here on the table," Mycroft grinned. Greg turned red.

"Ugh!" he pushed the coloring book back. Even Mycroft eventually started to color. The sat in the kitchen, with Greg and Mycroft flirting nonstop, until John's mum came back.

"Bye John," the tiny Holmes said hugging his best friend

"Bye! Next time I can I'll invite you my house!" John said hugging him back.

Sherlock watched as he drove away.

"That was fun!" Greg said clapping his hands together.

"It sure was," Mycroft said wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him close. Sherlock gagged loudly and glared at them. They ignored him and continued as Mycroft pushed Greg against the wall.

"You two are so gross!" he yelled as he stomped off to his room. They just laughed.