Meretricious... and a Happy New Year.

Since Dad is busy stabbing the Cluedo board because I was winning, I'll introduce us for you- my name is Harper Watson-Holmes, and I have been blessed with the opportunity to share a Wattpad account with one of my parents. Some call them John and Sherlock, I call them Pinky and The Brain.

As you can probably tell by the Cluedo massacre, I'm sharing with The Brain. Hallelujah.

I should probably tell you a bit about what we do- we're the world's only three consulting detectives. We're currently fairly busy with cases, but if you have anything that you think is worth our time (we don't leave the flat for anything less than a '7'), you should contact us through either of my parents' blogs.

Sherlock: Shouldn't you be working on that project?

I'm taking a break. It's on the kitchen table if you fancy a look.

Sherlock: Something tells me your father will be less pleased with this than I am.

I call it Frankenstein 2.0. Watch that left arm, it's only half sewn on.

I am so winning the science fair this year... If I don't end up getting expelled. Again- although the last time wasn't really my fault, because SOMEBODY decided it would be appropriate to take over the class just so he could show off to his husband about how much he's learnt about the solar system... 

Sherlock: I'm a show off, that's what we do. Now sew that arm on or Mrs Hudson will evict us.

I'm on it... Anyway, tally-ho for now!

P.S. Oh, yeah- almost forgot. Any news of a certain consulting criminal, tell us at once. Yes, I know, Moriarty's 'dead', but, well... Our deductions could be wrong, but when you've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbably, must be the truth...

P.P.S- Just to clarify, I am actually a female. If I were a boy, I've been informed my name would have been 'Hamish'. 

(This is a roleplay account. Obviously. I'm actually @SherlockedDoors)