"you have to say trick or treat..."
Since itās Halloween, and Iām very much done with midterms (plus Iām not going out), iām writing a little thing (have a great spooky night, xo).
Someone is running across the streets of London; it seems they are near Baker Street. Their breathing is ragged, and the streets are dark, except for a few scattered lights.
Suddenly, they knock on the door. It opens, and Watson appears, evidently annoyed because this is already the fifth time Sherlock has tried to get little Rosie to learn the phrase ātrick or treat,ā despite her being barely a year old.
Sherlock is wearing a crooked devil headband, and Rosie has on a slightly oversized skeleton costume from her cousin. But they make it work.
āāTreat, treat, treat!ā the little one babbles.
āRosie, dear, you have to say ātrick or treat,āā Watson says.
āWatson, all of this makes no sense. I donāt understand why we have to do this. Itās not even Christmas!ā
āSherlock, itās Halloween, and children enjoy this.ā
After coming inside and eating poorly caramelized apples made by Sherlock, someone knocks at the door againā¦ Sherlock grabs Rosie, and they run to open it.
āTrick or treat!ā says Lestrade, appearing in the doorway with a very sloppy Joker makeup, accompanied by Molly, who is wearing a dark little red riding hood costume thatās impressively put together.
āāPooky-pooky-keletons,ā Rosie says while she pats him gently.
āOh, you are so spooky, sweetie,ā Molly says, feigning fright.
They both come in and settle in the sitting room. Rosie stays busy playing with some skulls that might actually be real, while Lestrade shoots Sherlock a curious look.
āWell, yes! Oh, itās Christmas! Why wouldnāt she play with real skulls? I mean, sheās clever enough, and she has to face death with neutrality.ā
Watson interrupts Sherlockās rambling and says:
āSherlock, sheās fourteen months old, and itās Halloween.ā
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