His niece (Sherlock fanfiction)

Dinner...

I hum to myself as I chop the vegetables for the salad, "mmmmm, something smells good!" John said enthusiastically "chicken Alfredo" I reply as I got to set the table. "Uh, where will we be eating?" I said noticing the dinner table had test tubes, books and a lop top piled on top of it. "Just in the living room." John must like to watch telly while eating, I bring the plates in and fill my plate. I wasn't used to such a quite environment, even when I lived alone there was loud neighbours, but all we had here was a quite landlady, Ms.Hudson.

Bing! "John phone." Sherlock stated with no emotion in his voice, he hadn't eaten yet, just stirred it around the plate. "Sherlock, where in the middle of dinner." John replied sounding annoyed. Bing! I brought the plates in, and began washing them. Bing! Bing! Bing! His phone kept binging, "sounds important, you might want to get that." I say as the sound was getting a wee bit annoying. "Oh god." I hear Sherlock whine "mycroft?" John asked, Sherlock grunted in reply.

Fifteen minutes later there was a knock at the door, not waiting the person on the other side opened it. "Hello, brother dear." A masculine voice said, "what are you doing here Mycroft?" Sherlock snapped "well I was under the impression you had read my text?" Mycroft said. At this time I decided to head out to see who this "Mycroft" was. There man who looked to be in his fifty's "hello?" I say to the man, he turned "and who might you be miss?" He asks politely, John puts a hand on my shoulder "this is my niece, Rose." John says proudly "Mycroft Holmes." He puts his hand out and I shake it, "so your related to, him?" I gesture to sherlock, Sherlock the hops up and ushers Mycroft out the door, "goodbye brother dear, I'm sure your quite busy with work." He slams the door shut "oh thank god." He breaths, I wonder why the relationship between the two of them was so harsh? "Well thank you for dinner Rose, but it is getting late." He hopped up and headed towards his room, "it's 7:30!" I spoke harshly, but he had already closed his door. "God, anyway thank you so much for a lovely meal." John huffed, as he grabbed his laptop and headed off to his room. I decided to make myself some tea and settle down with my book. Before I knew it it was 12:30am, so I laid down and fell fast asleep.

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