Finished. All requests that are asked now aren't going to be written. Just some Johnlock one-shots. This will include Mystrand and Mormor. I really like writing soulmate AUs so lots of those. Please request thank you!! Remember to vote and request i...
Sorry, this was late. This is a continuation of the cooking one.
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Sherlock was in the kitchen. A perfect revenue for disaster. Sherlock was a good cook, he proved that with his cake for Rosies' birthday. Though he did give himself a reputation for blowing up the kitchen with his experiments. Especially when he was unsupervised. When he was supervised he couldn't even blow up the microwave. Lest John be mad at him. Sherlock Holmes was at the moment, in the kitchen, unsupervised.
This is the reason that John came home with Rosie only to be greeted with a horribly bloody kitchen and no detective. He sent Rosie downstairs to Mrs. Hudson and called his boyfriend.
"Hello, this is-"
"Where are you?" John interrupted him.
"Why?"
"Why?" He nearly screamed. "Because our kitchen is a bloody murder scene."
"Sorry."
"Why didn't you clean it? Rosies has seen it and she thought you were in trouble! I thought to where I thought you were in trouble! I was about to call Mycroft!"
"Can you please stop shouting you're hurting my ears," Sherlock replied flatly.
"Sherlock," John warned.
"I'm sorry for worrying you," Sherlock said in a softer voice. "It's mostly not my blood."
"Mostly." John cried.
"That's why it's so bloody I cut myself and dropped something explosive. It set off a chain reaction."
John collapsed in a chair and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You bloody idiot. Did you clean it?"
"Yes."
"Sherlock."
"Bandaids fix everything."
"Sherlock!"
"It was a joke."
"It better be or you'll be sleeping on the couch," John growled.
"John it was my room before yours."
"Don't be smart."
"John you know I can't do that."
John chuckled. "Ok, ok. I get that it was an accident but why didn't you clean it up?"
"I tried. There were no cleaning supplies. I meant to text you about the mess I really did."
John sighed. "Get back here and clean up the mess."
"Yes sir," Sherlock said and hung up.
John rolled his eyes. "Bastard." He muttered.
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