Absolute legendary Trash Mamal.

[sirjawnefron]

Flimsy forming icicles and the thinnest sprinkle of snow on the untouched morning road were the only signs that the dreaded Christmas holiday was approaching. John sat on the corner of his bed watching that lonely road waiting for the first bus of the day to pass by - he still has yet to learn to drive probably shouldn't due to the jobs he has would just be saving him a coffin cost really. Down stairs has been quiet... too quiet... they weren't arguing they vant be arguing over the stupid Christmas's celebration again yet here John sat in utter silence each minute sagging the bags under his eyes.

When did his loved solitude become almost a punishment?

Across nearly half the country sat a cosy man on a stone bench surrounded by trees, all his clothes especially his trousers were linked with fur he had made himself - crime doesn't just wait to happen, neither does the sun setting after twighlight. This year is ending with a bang.

@thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger

[awkward-finger-guns]

YALYALLLL YALLLL YAL

MY MOM SAID IF I COULD GET 100,000 NOTES I CAN GET A DAGGER

PLEASE HELP ME

IM NOT ALLOWED TO REBLOG OR SPAM MY OWN POST SO HELP ME OUT GUSY

PLEASE I WANT A DAGGER

[awkward-finger-guns]

you know what really funny about this post?

in the comments I now have three different recepies, one for cookies, one for brownies, and one for cake

i have a collection of skeleton jokes

and I learned about three new mental ilnesses

there is a detailed guide about how to hide a body

rat jokes

half of the bee movie script

and comments about remy throwing up eventhough it apparently not possible for rats the puke? which doesnt sound correct

a lot of the numberjacks theme song

jojo pose

I also got called a sprog my multiple ppl

[awkward-finger-guns]

I have another cookie recepie

a beautiful poem

someone typed out the entire shrek movie script (lmao in honor of my daggers name)

more of the bee movie script

never gonna give u up lyrics

[probablybadrpgideas]

Notes remaining: 54315 Followers: 80+k Let's get this kid a damn dagger

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Sherlock mumbled that he wasn't hungry, but took the bag anyway. Rosemary smiled before looking at Greg and nodded before kissing Sherlock's cheek and then John's. “Come on we got to go eat now,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

John's eyes stuck to her, the love in his heart pouring out. "Howd I get so lucky?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Well you met me on a blind date because your own stood you up as well as mine,” Rosemary replied before looking at Sherlock with a smile.

[sirjawnefron]

"I still dont believe it was too much of an accident." His eyes followed her to sherlock, "either way I'm happy" he stuffed some more food in his face, trying to talk between chewing "at least my stomach is I think if not for you I'd surely die for, forgetting to eat"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary laughs before Sherlock let out a snort before eating some crisps that Rosemary bought for him. “Still I'm lucky to have you,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Sherlock keeps hiding the batteries for the weights yet insists I'm gaining weight. I blame you rose, you keep me fat in love and food"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary rolls her eyes playfully before hitting John's arm. “That is because you're getting older John and gaining a few pounds is part of nature,” she said before seeing Donavon again.

[sirjawnefron]

John's mouth would drop open in horror that second if it wasnt full of food. Eyebrows raised so high for a split second even he himself thought they would exceed his depart from his forehead, too caught up in the scandalous statement of age he was oblivious to her confused gaze too far from their moment.

Donovan made a point to stare at her on her passing, purposefully leaving a sticky note with her phone number on the side of the closest desk, making rude gestures as she swiftly continued walking by.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary looked at the sticky note and frowned a bit more before quickly hiding it in her pocket. Sherlock saw her, but not said anything as he respected her privacy which was a first.

[sirjawnefron]

John's pout was so grand he couldnt pretend to hide it. " am I really old?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“John you've been married before you did gain weight and when you met Rosemary you gained more weight,” Sherlock said as he snack on the coffee cake.

[sirjawnefron]

"What are you trying to say? that somehow j turn people into feeders? Or are you going to make some stupid quip about how 'you are subconsciously eating your feelings idiot John' I'm not sherlock. Tell him rose. Tell him he is wrong."

[little-watson]

Only God can perform miracles.

"I know I should be working right now, but i also know I shouldn't make my coffee with red bull" he pulls rosemary close, as close as he likes as the door is locked and curtains are drawn. "What has brought you to my floor this time? The flue, the plague or just a love bug?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary smiled a bit and giggled before kissing his cheek gently. “The love bug and I got it bad doc I think it's terminal,” she replied dramatically and jokingly before kissing her husband's lips. Yes you guess it, Gregory House, the doctor devoid of any emotions, is married to officer Rosemary McKneal and they couldn't be more in love every day. Though they have their fights, amd sometimes they would stop talking to each other, they couldn't even think about leaving the other alone for too long. “I am kidding, besides Sergeant Moroyion is going to give a promotion to someone in his team and guess who's one of the candidates for it?” she asked her darling husband.

[little-watson]

He looks off, mimicking the true feature of someone attempting to think of an answer. "Well I doubt it possibly could be you. But then again I suppose you might be the best out of a bad bunch" he brings his eyes back hers, a smile splitting his face "before you shoot me officer it was a joke. Remember I make those? Yes. Laughter i found it the proper response"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary giggled a bit before hitting his arm gently. “Dick, but yeah it's between me and Johnson and I might have the bigger vote percentage from the precinct,” she replied before looking at the clock and sighed a bit. “Shit I gotta go I promised Dalton that I'll take his shift today because of a family funeral,” she said as she took a step back from her husband with a smile. “I'll see you home at dinner? I'll make my famous lasagna,” she said with a small smile.

[sirjawnefron]

He smiled back, rubbing his tummy so animatedly "for the third day in a row, have you not bled the market dry of beef?" Casually he made his way to the door, back landing on it with a soft thump. "It is very delicious though, besides all food is the same, they merely invent knew flavours to keep us from being bored. I'd commend them if it all wasnt terribly overpriced."

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary smiled a bit more before kissing his cheek. “Come on you know I get my beef from my family's farm,” she said before kissing her husband one last time before heading out the back way of the hospital. Just then, Wilson walked over and knocked on the door before coming in. “Hey House? Why's the curtains all pulled across?” he asked, very confused about the whole scene.

[sirjawnefron]

His eyes linger on the empty space her greatness left he liked to linger on her, reminding himself yes, she is real and yes somehow she is crazy enough to love you. After his private moment, he allowed Wilson to shove himself in the room. "I was having a dramatic moment of sensory overload and wanted to kill myself in here like the unhinged flake everyone seems to think I am. How did you manage to find me?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Hah hah obviously this would be the only place to look for you. Besides we got a patient who is having a lot of illness problems,” Wilson replied, holding up the clipboard. Meanwhile, Rosemary and Officer Derek Moroney were driving up to the mall where a lone shooter was randomly shooting at innocent bystanders. They got into the back and Moroney told Rosemary to stay back, but to keep armed. But something went wrong, horribly wrong as the Shooter was looking around for targets. When Moroney was spotted, the shooter was about to shoot him when Rosemary ran and screamed no, causing the shooter to shoot her. Rosemary froze, then looked down to see blood pouring out on her hand as she fell on the ground. Moroney shot the shooter in the shoulder area, making him incapacitated and kicked the gun away from him before going back to Rosemary. “I need backup I repeat requesting backup and an ambulance we have an officer down I repeat officer down,” he said on his radio while trying to stop the bleeding.

[sirjawnefron]

Today was like any other day it had its satisfying up and dragging downs, some of the patients were intresting for one reason or another but today when rosemary had left something was humming at the back of his mind. He couldnt stop thinking about it. Thinking about her. Going through the motions of speaking and examining the person Wilson had asked about. It wasnt until he had made it to the first floor, rudely pushed passed by some frantic ambulance workers that he tuned into the ruckass around him. People dashing, papers all but flying around the place. That's when he heard it. "There has been a shoot out at the mall. There is countless pedestrian casualties and an officer in critical condition."

You wouldn't know by looking at his face. But his heart took up the speed of a jet plane, the sound of it against his skin just as loud as one in his ears. Logically he cant just jump to conclusions. But. He wasnt logical.

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Sherlock mumbled that he wasn't hungry, but took the bag anyway. Rosemary smiled before looking at Greg and nodded before kissing Sherlock's cheek and then John's. “Come on we got to go eat now,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

John's eyes stuck to her, the love in his heart pouring out. "Howd I get so lucky?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Well you met me on a blind date because your own stood you up as well as mine,” Rosemary replied before looking at Sherlock with a smile.

[sirjawnefron]

"I still dont believe it was too much of an accident." His eyes followed her to sherlock, "either way I'm happy" he stuffed some more food in his face, trying to talk between chewing "at least my stomach is I think if not for you I'd surely die for, forgetting to eat"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary laughs before Sherlock let out a snort before eating some crisps that Rosemary bought for him. “Still I'm lucky to have you,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Sherlock keeps hiding the batteries for the weights yet insists I'm gaining weight. I blame you rose, you keep me fat in love and food"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary rolls her eyes playfully before hitting John's arm. “That is because you're getting older John and gaining a few pounds is part of nature,” she said before seeing Donavon again.

[sirjawnefron]

John's mouth would drop open in horror that second if it wasnt full of food. Eyebrows raised so high for a split second even he himself thought they would exceed his depart from his forehead, too caught up in the scandalous statement of age he was oblivious to her confused gaze too far from their moment.

Donovan made a point to stare at her on her passing, purposefully leaving a sticky note with her phone number on the side of the closest desk, making rude gestures as she swiftly continued walking by.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary looked at the sticky note and frowned a bit more before quickly hiding it in her pocket. Sherlock saw her, but not said anything as he respected her privacy which was a first.

[sirjawnefron]

John's pout was so grand he couldnt pretend to hide it. " am I really old?"

[little-watson]

Only God can perform miracles.

"I know I should be working right now, but i also know I shouldn't make my coffee with red bull" he pulls rosemary close, as close as he likes as the door is locked and curtains are drawn. "What has brought you to my floor this time? The flue, the plague or just a love bug?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary smiled a bit and giggled before kissing his cheek gently. “The love bug and I got it bad doc I think it's terminal,” she replied dramatically and jokingly before kissing her husband's lips. Yes you guess it, Gregory House, the doctor devoid of any emotions, is married to officer Rosemary McKneal and they couldn't be more in love every day. Though they have their fights, amd sometimes they would stop talking to each other, they couldn't even think about leaving the other alone for too long. “I am kidding, besides Sergeant Moroyion is going to give a promotion to someone in his team and guess who's one of the candidates for it?” she asked her darling husband.

[little-watson]

He looks off, mimicking the true feature of someone attempting to think of an answer. "Well I doubt it possibly could be you. But then again I suppose you might be the best out of a bad bunch" he brings his eyes back hers, a smile splitting his face "before you shoot me officer it was a joke. Remember I make those? Yes. Laughter i found it the proper response"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary giggled a bit before hitting his arm gently. “Dick, but yeah it's between me and Johnson and I might have the bigger vote percentage from the precinct,” she replied before looking at the clock and sighed a bit. “Shit I gotta go I promised Dalton that I'll take his shift today because of a family funeral,” she said as she took a step back from her husband with a smile. “I'll see you home at dinner? I'll make my famous lasagna,” she said with a small smile.

[sirjawnefron]

He smiled back, rubbing his tummy so animatedly "for the third day in a row, have you not bled the market dry of beef?" Casually he made his way to the door, back landing on it with a soft thump. "It is very delicious though, besides all food is the same, they merely invent knew flavours to keep us from being bored. I'd commend them if it all wasnt terribly overpriced."

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary smiled a bit more before kissing his cheek. “Come on you know I get my beef from my family's farm,” she said before kissing her husband one last time before heading out the back way of the hospital. Just then, Wilson walked over and knocked on the door before coming in. “Hey House? Why's the curtains all pulled across?” he asked, very confused about the whole scene.

[sirjawnefron]

His eyes linger on the empty space her greatness left he liked to linger on her, reminding himself yes, she is real and yes somehow she is crazy enough to love you. After his private moment, he allowed Wilson to shove himself in the room. "I was having a dramatic moment of sensory overload and wanted to kill myself in here like the unhinged flake everyone seems to think I am. How did you manage to find me?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Sherlock mumbled that he wasn't hungry, but took the bag anyway. Rosemary smiled before looking at Greg and nodded before kissing Sherlock's cheek and then John's. “Come on we got to go eat now,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

John's eyes stuck to her, the love in his heart pouring out. "Howd I get so lucky?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Well you met me on a blind date because your own stood you up as well as mine,” Rosemary replied before looking at Sherlock with a smile.

[sirjawnefron]

"I still dont believe it was too much of an accident." His eyes followed her to sherlock, "either way I'm happy" he stuffed some more food in his face, trying to talk between chewing "at least my stomach is I think if not for you I'd surely die for, forgetting to eat"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary laughs before Sherlock let out a snort before eating some crisps that Rosemary bought for him. “Still I'm lucky to have you,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Sherlock keeps hiding the batteries for the weights yet insists I'm gaining weight. I blame you rose, you keep me fat in love and food"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary rolls her eyes playfully before hitting John's arm. “That is because you're getting older John and gaining a few pounds is part of nature,” she said before seeing Donavon again.

[sirjawnefron]

John's mouth would drop open in horror that second if it wasnt full of food. Eyebrows raised so high for a split second even he himself thought they would exceed his depart from his forehead, too caught up in the scandalous statement of age he was oblivious to her confused gaze too far from their moment.

Donovan made a point to stare at her on her passing, purposefully leaving a sticky note with her phone number on the side of the closest desk, making rude gestures as she swiftly continued walking by.

[little-watson]

Only God can perform miracles.

"I know I should be working right now, but i also know I shouldn't make my coffee with red bull" he pulls rosemary close, as close as he likes as the door is locked and curtains are drawn. "What has brought you to my floor this time? The flue, the plague or just a love bug?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary smiled a bit and giggled before kissing his cheek gently. “The love bug and I got it bad doc I think it's terminal,” she replied dramatically and jokingly before kissing her husband's lips. Yes you guess it, Gregory House, the doctor devoid of any emotions, is married to officer Rosemary McKneal and they couldn't be more in love every day. Though they have their fights, amd sometimes they would stop talking to each other, they couldn't even think about leaving the other alone for too long. “I am kidding, besides Sergeant Moroyion is going to give a promotion to someone in his team and guess who's one of the candidates for it?” she asked her darling husband.

[little-watson]

He looks off, mimicking the true feature of someone attempting to think of an answer. "Well I doubt it possibly could be you. But then again I suppose you might be the best out of a bad bunch" he brings his eyes back hers, a smile splitting his face "before you shoot me officer it was a joke. Remember I make those? Yes. Laughter i found it the proper response"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary giggled a bit before hitting his arm gently. “Dick, but yeah it's between me and Johnson and I might have the bigger vote percentage from the precinct,” she replied before looking at the clock and sighed a bit. “Shit I gotta go I promised Dalton that I'll take his shift today because of a family funeral,” she said as she took a step back from her husband with a smile. “I'll see you home at dinner? I'll make my famous lasagna,” she said with a small smile.

[sirjawnefron]

He smiled back, rubbing his tummy so animatedly "for the third day in a row, have you not bled the market dry of beef?" Casually he made his way to the door, back landing on it with a soft thump. "It is very delicious though, besides all food is the same, they merely invent knew flavours to keep us from being bored. I'd commend them if it all wasnt terribly overpriced."

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Sherlock mumbled that he wasn't hungry, but took the bag anyway. Rosemary smiled before looking at Greg and nodded before kissing Sherlock's cheek and then John's. “Come on we got to go eat now,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

John's eyes stuck to her, the love in his heart pouring out. "Howd I get so lucky?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Well you met me on a blind date because your own stood you up as well as mine,” Rosemary replied before looking at Sherlock with a smile.

[sirjawnefron]

"I still dont believe it was too much of an accident." His eyes followed her to sherlock, "either way I'm happy" he stuffed some more food in his face, trying to talk between chewing "at least my stomach is I think if not for you I'd surely die for, forgetting to eat"

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary laughs before Sherlock let out a snort before eating some crisps that Rosemary bought for him. “Still I'm lucky to have you,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Sherlock keeps hiding the batteries for the weights yet insists I'm gaining weight. I blame you rose, you keep me fat in love and food"

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Sherlock mumbled that he wasn't hungry, but took the bag anyway. Rosemary smiled before looking at Greg and nodded before kissing Sherlock's cheek and then John's. “Come on we got to go eat now,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

John's eyes stuck to her, the love in his heart pouring out. "Howd I get so lucky?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Well you met me on a blind date because your own stood you up as well as mine,” Rosemary replied before looking at Sherlock with a smile.

[sirjawnefron]

"I still dont believe it was too much of an accident." His eyes followed her to sherlock, "either way I'm happy" he stuffed some more food in his face, trying to talk between chewing "at least my stomach is I think if not for you I'd surely die for, forgetting to eat"

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Sherlock mumbled that he wasn't hungry, but took the bag anyway. Rosemary smiled before looking at Greg and nodded before kissing Sherlock's cheek and then John's. “Come on we got to go eat now,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

John's eyes stuck to her, the love in his heart pouring out. "Howd I get so lucky?"

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[askrosemarymckneal]

“Not my fault your men were incompetent in sealing the crime scene and I needed it for the case,” Sherlock said, pouting a bit. Rosemary smiled a bit before holding up a bag with Sherlock's lunch in. “Hey come on I'm sure that once you eat you'll be less snarky to Greg and nicer to him,” she said.

[sirjawnefron]

"Well I suppose we ain't getting any younger in here. You're free for lunch and by all means feel free to just not come back until contacted."

"You cant get rid of us that easy." John was already tucking into his lunch, quite smitten.

[askrosemarymckneal]

The Army Doctor's Wife (Sherlock RP for @little-watson )

Rosemary sighed as she walked into Scotland Yard hoping to give her husband and his friend some food for lunch and she made sure to pack some cake Mrs. Hudson made for Sherlock. She walked into an office and smiled as she saw the two talking with a grey haired man who was telling Sherlock that his name is Greg when he purposefully used the wrong name. She was just about to make her announcement when she was pulled away a bit by a black haired woman who had an angry look on her face.

[little-watson]

"Listen I know we dont know each other or at all really but I know for a fact you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Just keep both eyes open for an exit yeah."

Already bored of the back and forth from greg and sherlock, John's mind wanders his eyes catching a scene he thought he would never see on the other side of the class walls. One of the most wonderful woman he has met in a contact with one of the most harsh of people he had come across. Confusion took over him long enough for the squabbling men to notice.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary tilted her head in confusion as she holds the lunches in her hand. “Um I'm sorry? I've no idea what you're talking about,” she said softly as she continued to walk into the office and smiled at the two. Sherlock let out a small acknowledgement with a nod before going back to squabbling with Greg, or Grant as he called him.

[little-watson]

John was still struck dumb at what he seen, giving her her a small kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Are you alright? What did donovan possibly have to say to you?"

"Sherlock you are not listening! You are just a police consultant, you can not and should not take evidence home from an active crime scene." Greg should be more angry than fed up but honestly he had been having the same 5 or 6 conversations with sherlock his whole life to avail.

[askrosemarymckneal]

Rosemary shrugged her shoulders not wanting to bother John wirh what the woman, Donavon said to her before handing him his lunch. “I made lunch today and I got some of Mrs. Hudson's cake in there too,” she said before walking over to Sherlock and Greg. “Hey what's going on here?” she asked them both.

[sirjawnefron]

"I hope it's the coffee cake and not the fruit and rum cause we are technically on duty and it will go stale by the end of our shift whenever that may be." For something to do other than listen to the conversation, john pops himself down on an empty chair to brows his spoils.

"What's going on here" greg leans against his desk, rubbing the creeping tiredness from his eyes. "Is that I have just found out, genius sherlock here, has been compromising crime scenes by taking home evidence. I dont think I should of td you that but hey why shouldn't I be allowed to get away with breaking all the codes of conduct too."

[artsymoriarty]

The Young Holmes and The doctor (closed)

(starter for @little-watson )

Mal was only in London for a couple days visiting the Holmes parents and Mycroft they were a breath of fresh air compared to the O'Malley family.

His mother's parents had been raising him sin his moms had died. He had never met Sherlock in person. They had written letters texted and talked on social media.

He laid two sunflower s with skulls sticking out of them on his grave.

"hey Dad, I wish we had gotten the chance to meet in person. I miss you" he whisperedin tears

He hadn't noticed anyone else

[little-watson]

The bones in his body dragged heavier than his heart, he had walked all the way to the graveyard letting the nipping wind keep him from falling to sleep from the whiskey he took in his tea that morning. Upon seeing a figure at sherlock's grave he stopped in his tracks. Deciding not to think better of his bold actions he called out almost angry though kept his distance.

"Hey! Who the hell are you?"

[malfuckitholmes]

Mal turned to look the man over. His blue eyes roamed him. Then he stood at attention.

"I am Mal. You must be Captain John Watson of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers."

[little-watson]

John looked around to see if this was some kinda of joke, squinting at the boy. "Excuse me?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"i am Sherlock's child." He said calmly. "Biologically at least.

[little-watson]

An involuntary laugh nervously over takes him, "I am seriously not in the mood for this. Who are you really? Who the hell sent you?"

[malfuckitholmes]

Mal rolled his eyes. "Sherlock donated sperm to his friend Sarah O'Malley a lesbian. She had a child. A girl.... Mallory Sarah O'Malley, which my legal guardian's still call me. I knew at a young age who I was. My mom helped me pick out the name Malcolm Scott Holmes. My father agreed. I have two high school diplomas and am working to Become a surgeon. I was supposed to meet my father on this visit. But that obviously isn't going to happen. So I brought him flowers!"

[sirjawnefron]

John's jaw locked in place, eye trailing to the... creative flowers placed by the ironically common headstone. "The ones with the skulls?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"yeah he told me about Billy in one of our letters. So when I saw them i thought he might have liked them." He sakd brokenly as if he had only recently gotten the news."

[sirjawnefron]

John bit back the tears in his stinging eyes "I guess he had more secrets than time to tell me... I guess I'll let you have... your time. I can always maybe come back tomorrow."

[malfuckitholmes]

"you can stay you were his best friend" he said softly giving him a weak smile

[sirjawnefron]

Slowly john walks toward him, Instinctively looking around to make sure they were alone. Reaching the gravestone he lightly touches it. "I came here to get a few things off my chest. But... I have a feeling me and you have a lot more to talk about."

[malfuckitholmes]

"I don't leave until tomorrow and uncle Mycroft is working most of the night. Take your time" he said calmly

[sirjawnefron]

"Did you not just get here? Why would you be leaving so soon?" He spoke to malcolm but his eyes never left the gold scripture on the stone.

[malfuckitholmes]

"I got here yesterday uncle Mycroft took me suit shopping when he saw how uncomfortable I was. We had dinner with my Holmes grandparents.

My grandparents O'Malley want me home for the weekly get together. I also have to be there in time for..." He paused shaking his head. "Clothes shopping."

He chuckled running his had through his own hair. "They are going to be pissed I Uncle Mycroft got my hair cut."

[sirjawnefron]

John let him take in the kid properly. "Hey. I know we just met and... god I really am Insane but j know for a fact that if... if sherlock was still here he would say f- flip all the tables on the rules... yeah so how about I take you to meet someone really special and show you were your father lived. Wow it's weird to say sherlock had a kid."

[malfuckitholmes]

He looked at him and nodded "that sounds great. I mean I am already breaking all the rules" he smirked. "I have been since I was 10"

[sirjawnefron]

"How old even are you? Kid you only looks about 10. Ah I walked here but..." takes out wallet, "yeah I think I got enough to get us back. I just uh... would it be a little weird to ask for a few private minutes?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"i am 16..." He said frustrated. "I can cover a cab. Sure I'll be over there" he said pointing towards two graves with fresh flowers on them.

[sirjawnefron]

"I'm 36 kid I can pay for a taxi" he answered with equil frustration. After a few moments, she'd tears and whispered words john joined the kid again, clearing his throat. " are you ready to go? Or would you like to visit... anyone?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"no just my moms" he motioned towards the joint head stone. "And my dad are here."

He looked at him "I am ready to go and my uncle has me the money for taxis"

[sirjawnefron]

"I thought... I thought you said you said you had to be back for family gathering?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"not a family thing. My grandparents have we'll off people over for dinner once a week. The person they want me to marry comes over too. They show me off.

My moms died when I was 10. We were in a car accident in a taxi. I was the only one that lived." He shrugged slightly.

[sirjawnefron]

"I know what that's like. The expectations and such not the... unfortunate accident. Ifnit makes you feel better we could walk or a bus?" He scrubs his hands rough over his face unsure about anything.

[malfuckitholmes]

"whatever you are comfortable with." He said nodding slightly.

[sirjawnefron]

"No I'm fine dont you, dont you worry about me. I'm asking for your sake, kid. PTSD and all."

[malfuckitholmes]

"I am fine with whatever honest. Military school gave me more PTSD then the accident

[sirjawnefron]

John shakes his head "why am I not surprised." Slowly he taps the bot on the shoulder "this all must be uncomfortable, its winter will be dark soon."

[malfuckitholmes]

"I got out of hospital and medically released and my grandparents shipped me off." He said sighing

[sirjawnefron]

"Right. Well maybe they did it with your best interest at heart. Adults have hard decision to make especially when kids are involved... especially when sherlocks involved. Listen it's not where where you're from it's where you're going."

[malfuckitholmes]

They though military school would make me straight and not transgender." He sighed

[sirjawnefron]

"If sherlock knew about you why didn't he do something? With all the powers mycroft claims to have why didn't he just bring you over here?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"I didn't tell Dad. I went by Mallory they whole time. I was afraid he wouldn't except me.

Uncle Mycroft figured something was wrong when he saw me and pushed the issue. My grandparents, the Holmes, only know me as Malcolm." He said shrugging. He had no idea Mycroft was getting custody and he wouldn't be leaving tomorrow. He also didn't know how pissed he was.

[sirjawnefron]

"I'm not the smartest man kid but I know for a fact sherlock, your dad, he wouldn't of put you out. Come on let's get out here, get some tea or uh... whatever you drink soda?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"I've never even had soda" he said chuckling. "I had never met people like my grandparents until I was 10. I worried that was why dad wasn't around"

[sirjawnefron]

"I cant believe- actually jo j very much can believe you be never had a soda. Right we will make a quick stop a shop and buy stuff you've never had before. Should be fun... I hope... and listen kid I know for a fact that if sherlock had, had his head together he would of seen you all the time. Its tricky being a kid, but it's just as tricky being an adult. Come on let's get out of here."

[malfuckitholmes]

"you really don't have to do that for me." He said softly. He rubbed his arm. "John? What he a good man?

[sirjawnefron]

" Listen kid I dont have to do anything, I want to and sherlock Without a doubt one of the only good men in this world. Unfortunately there was just more bad." John gingerly puts his hand on the boys shoulder.

[malfuckitholmes]

Mal nodded slightly. "Well at least I know both parents were good people." He said smiling slightly. He was doing his best to ignore the itch to not feel to go get high. He wouldn't even know where to go to get a fix.

[sirjawnefron]

"I think you'll like the apartment, all of his things are exactly as he left them." He slowly lead the boy out the cemetery hailing a cab. "How about that soda? There is a corner shop just round from the apartment and a great cafe underneath"

[little-watson]

@artsymoriarty

The defining sound in the quite of baker street died out with the final rays of the orange light on the horizon. The clues lead here, finally a quiet place to rest with good enough bakers. Yeah nothing to do here but rest.

[illegitimate-daughter]

Missy was on her was home. When she bumped into someone

[little-watson]

Damn, girl watch the bike. You drunk? Look at all that pavement.

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I am not drunk." She snapped back

[little-watson]

"Really? Well you could of fooled me, you nearly gave out scratches"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I am tired is all" she said rolling her eyes. "Do you want some hot chocolate it is cold?"

[little-watson]

Mona raised her eye brow looking the girl up and down, "do you usually invite leather clad strangers into your house at dawn?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I live down stairs from a sociopath detective and a solider. What can it hurt?"

[sirjawnefron]

"What are they like your protection? Make sure whoever's you got in there is gone by the time you sit down to your high tea?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"they are friends of my step mom. If she gets worried she would send them down" she shrugged

[sirjawnefron]

"Well, you think she might have something to worry about?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I'm a stripper whose father was drug dealer of course she does"

[sirjawnefron]

Mona stretched getting off her bike "well things just got a whole lot more intresting, I'm Mona by the way"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I'm Missy nice to meet you" she smiled.

[sirjawnefron]

"Why do I have a funny feeling that's not your real name. Haha, I like though- but first things first, missy. I dont drink anything weaker than Amaretto"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I am sure I have something. Missy is my real name my biological mother was high when she picked it." She said softly leading the way to 221

[sirjawnefron]

"Tragic. Makes me like it even more. See this scar?" Rests hand on the door "my uncle stabbed me"

[illegitimate-daughter]

She nodded slightly heading for the basement flat. She had made it actually look nice

[sirjawnefron]

"A basement flat, nice, not going to murder me are ya? I'll tell you now I put up quite a fight. What's this? Tea set, shit i knew you had high tea"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"it was a house warming gift from the sociopath but I think mom or the solider bought it and told him to give it to me."

[sirjawnefron]

"You intrigue me missy. Tell me, what brings you here? You seem so just not interested in anything, so tell me what does interest you?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"the sociopath got my dad locked up. My mom is on the main floor. I'll be damned if I let anyone hurt her." She said calmly. She had moved her to protect her mother.

"I'm getting clean not sober. So everything just kinda drags

[sirjawnefron]

*accidentally drops an ornament* "shit. I'll pay for that... uh, well if it makes you feel any better there ain't nowhere I been that's not got at least ninety percent of people on some type of drug. You heard the argument about coffee? TV? Fast motorbikes? You'll be alright. When you're ready you're ready, you know."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I don't want that around mom it could put her at risk." She said shrugging slightly

[sirjawnefron]

"Trust me I get it but you gotta believe me when i say the more you try to rush it the more you're just gonna crave it." *picks up the ornament, places on the table* "I'll be sticking around town a while, maybe I can show a few tricks." *smirk*

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I know and I am trying. The fact i could have easy access doesn't help either"

[sirjawnefron]

"Look things are getting a little heavy here how about we have a drink and switch up the atmosphere, thinking about that is just gonna make ya sad and I hate to see a pretty lady sad."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"it is true though" she sighed but nodded

[sirjawnefron]

"Obviously but in my experience no one likes the truth. But if you want to talk about it, well this is your house or basement."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"i like my flat in the basement" she chuckled

[sirjawnefron]

"Wouldn't the darkness drive you mad?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"i work late nights so sleep some during the day and the darkness is nice for that"

[sirjawnefron]

"Well at least you keep yourself busy, an honest living, I like the dark easy to hide in it. Also because its calm and you never know what wonders are going to emerge in the guise of night. Night owls are fare more intresting than the common day birds"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"there are creeps too" she said shrugging

[sirjawnefron]

"Darling there ain't nowhere on this earth you can go where their ain't some type of creep."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"yeah but it's the guys who try to follow me home from work that bug me

[sirjawnefron]

"Kick their ass, get a new job, pay your protection to actually protect you."

[illegitimate-daughter]

She smirked slightly "chances are the sociopath is on the other side of that door listening.

The solider or the sociopath normally chase them off unless they have a case"

[sirjawnefron]

"So the stalkers chase your stalkers. How nice of them. And yeah one snuck down around about the time that ornament broke, the floor boards on stairs six and three need redone"

[little-watson]

@artsymoriarty

The defining sound in the quite of baker street died out with the final rays of the orange light on the horizon. The clues lead here, finally a quiet place to rest with good enough bakers. Yeah nothing to do here but rest.

[illegitimate-daughter]

Missy was on her was home. When she bumped into someone

[little-watson]

Damn, girl watch the bike. You drunk? Look at all that pavement.

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I am not drunk." She snapped back

[little-watson]

"Really? Well you could of fooled me, you nearly gave out scratches"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I am tired is all" she said rolling her eyes. "Do you want some hot chocolate it is cold?"

[little-watson]

Mona raised her eye brow looking the girl up and down, "do you usually invite leather clad strangers into your house at dawn?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I live down stairs from a sociopath detective and a solider. What can it hurt?"

[sirjawnefron]

"What are they like your protection? Make sure whoever's you got in there is gone by the time you sit down to your high tea?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"they are friends of my step mom. If she gets worried she would send them down" she shrugged

[sirjawnefron]

"Well, you think she might have something to worry about?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I'm a stripper whose father was drug dealer of course she does"

[sirjawnefron]

Mona stretched getting off her bike "well things just got a whole lot more intresting, I'm Mona by the way"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I'm Missy nice to meet you" she smiled.

[sirjawnefron]

"Why do I have a funny feeling that's not your real name. Haha, I like though- but first things first, missy. I dont drink anything weaker than Amaretto"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I am sure I have something. Missy is my real name my biological mother was high when she picked it." She said softly leading the way to 221

[sirjawnefron]

"Tragic. Makes me like it even more. See this scar?" Rests hand on the door "my uncle stabbed me"

[illegitimate-daughter]

She nodded slightly heading for the basement flat. She had made it actually look nice

[sirjawnefron]

"A basement flat, nice, not going to murder me are ya? I'll tell you now I put up quite a fight. What's this? Tea set, shit i knew you had high tea"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"it was a house warming gift from the sociopath but I think mom or the solider bought it and told him to give it to me."

[sirjawnefron]

"You intrigue me missy. Tell me, what brings you here? You seem so just not interested in anything, so tell me what does interest you?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"the sociopath got my dad locked up. My mom is on the main floor. I'll be damned if I let anyone hurt her." She said calmly. She had moved her to protect her mother.

"I'm getting clean not sober. So everything just kinda drags

[sirjawnefron]

*accidentally drops an ornament* "shit. I'll pay for that... uh, well if it makes you feel any better there ain't nowhere I been that's not got at least ninety percent of people on some type of drug. You heard the argument about coffee? TV? Fast motorbikes? You'll be alright. When you're ready you're ready, you know."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I don't want that around mom it could put her at risk." She said shrugging slightly

[sirjawnefron]

"Trust me I get it but you gotta believe me when i say the more you try to rush it the more you're just gonna crave it." *picks up the ornament, places on the table* "I'll be sticking around town a while, maybe I can show a few tricks." *smirk*

[illegitimate-daughter]

"I know and I am trying. The fact i could have easy access doesn't help either"

[sirjawnefron]

"Look things are getting a little heavy here how about we have a drink and switch up the atmosphere, thinking about that is just gonna make ya sad and I hate to see a pretty lady sad."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"it is true though" she sighed but nodded

[sirjawnefron]

"Obviously but in my experience no one likes the truth. But if you want to talk about it, well this is your house or basement."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"i like my flat in the basement" she chuckled

[sirjawnefron]

"Wouldn't the darkness drive you mad?"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"i work late nights so sleep some during the day and the darkness is nice for that"

[sirjawnefron]

"Well at least you keep yourself busy, an honest living, I like the dark easy to hide in it. Also because its calm and you never know what wonders are going to emerge in the guise of night. Night owls are fare more intresting than the common day birds"

[illegitimate-daughter]

"there are creeps too" she said shrugging

[sirjawnefron]

"Darling there ain't nowhere on this earth you can go where their ain't some type of creep."

[illegitimate-daughter]

"yeah but it's the guys who try to follow me home from work that bug me

[sirjawnefron]

"Kick their ass, get a new job, pay your protection to actually protect you."

[artsymoriarty]

The Young Holmes and The doctor (closed)

(starter for @little-watson )

Mal was only in London for a couple days visiting the Holmes parents and Mycroft they were a breath of fresh air compared to the O'Malley family.

His mother's parents had been raising him sin his moms had died. He had never met Sherlock in person. They had written letters texted and talked on social media.

He laid two sunflower s with skulls sticking out of them on his grave.

"hey Dad, I wish we had gotten the chance to meet in person. I miss you" he whisperedin tears

He hadn't noticed anyone else

[little-watson]

The bones in his body dragged heavier than his heart, he had walked all the way to the graveyard letting the nipping wind keep him from falling to sleep from the whiskey he took in his tea that morning. Upon seeing a figure at sherlock's grave he stopped in his tracks. Deciding not to think better of his bold actions he called out almost angry though kept his distance.

"Hey! Who the hell are you?"

[malfuckitholmes]

Mal turned to look the man over. His blue eyes roamed him. Then he stood at attention.

"I am Mal. You must be Captain John Watson of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers."

[little-watson]

John looked around to see if this was some kinda of joke, squinting at the boy. "Excuse me?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"i am Sherlock's child." He said calmly. "Biologically at least.

[little-watson]

An involuntary laugh nervously over takes him, "I am seriously not in the mood for this. Who are you really? Who the hell sent you?"

[malfuckitholmes]

Mal rolled his eyes. "Sherlock donated sperm to his friend Sarah O'Malley a lesbian. She had a child. A girl.... Mallory Sarah O'Malley, which my legal guardian's still call me. I knew at a young age who I was. My mom helped me pick out the name Malcolm Scott Holmes. My father agreed. I have two high school diplomas and am working to Become a surgeon. I was supposed to meet my father on this visit. But that obviously isn't going to happen. So I brought him flowers!"

[sirjawnefron]

John's jaw locked in place, eye trailing to the... creative flowers placed by the ironically common headstone. "The ones with the skulls?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"yeah he told me about Billy in one of our letters. So when I saw them i thought he might have liked them." He sakd brokenly as if he had only recently gotten the news."

[sirjawnefron]

John bit back the tears in his stinging eyes "I guess he had more secrets than time to tell me... I guess I'll let you have... your time. I can always maybe come back tomorrow."

[malfuckitholmes]

"you can stay you were his best friend" he said softly giving him a weak smile

[sirjawnefron]

Slowly john walks toward him, Instinctively looking around to make sure they were alone. Reaching the gravestone he lightly touches it. "I came here to get a few things off my chest. But... I have a feeling me and you have a lot more to talk about."

[malfuckitholmes]

"I don't leave until tomorrow and uncle Mycroft is working most of the night. Take your time" he said calmly

[sirjawnefron]

"Did you not just get here? Why would you be leaving so soon?" He spoke to malcolm but his eyes never left the gold scripture on the stone.

[malfuckitholmes]

"I got here yesterday uncle Mycroft took me suit shopping when he saw how uncomfortable I was. We had dinner with my Holmes grandparents.

My grandparents O'Malley want me home for the weekly get together. I also have to be there in time for..." He paused shaking his head. "Clothes shopping."

He chuckled running his had through his own hair. "They are going to be pissed I Uncle Mycroft got my hair cut."

[sirjawnefron]

John let him take in the kid properly. "Hey. I know we just met and... god I really am Insane but j know for a fact that if... if sherlock was still here he would say f- flip all the tables on the rules... yeah so how about I take you to meet someone really special and show you were your father lived. Wow it's weird to say sherlock had a kid."

[malfuckitholmes]

He looked at him and nodded "that sounds great. I mean I am already breaking all the rules" he smirked. "I have been since I was 10"

[sirjawnefron]

"How old even are you? Kid you only looks about 10. Ah I walked here but..." takes out wallet, "yeah I think I got enough to get us back. I just uh... would it be a little weird to ask for a few private minutes?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"i am 16..." He said frustrated. "I can cover a cab. Sure I'll be over there" he said pointing towards two graves with fresh flowers on them.

[sirjawnefron]

"I'm 36 kid I can pay for a taxi" he answered with equil frustration. After a few moments, she'd tears and whispered words john joined the kid again, clearing his throat. " are you ready to go? Or would you like to visit... anyone?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"no just my moms" he motioned towards the joint head stone. "And my dad are here."

He looked at him "I am ready to go and my uncle has me the money for taxis"

[sirjawnefron]

"I thought... I thought you said you said you had to be back for family gathering?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"not a family thing. My grandparents have we'll off people over for dinner once a week. The person they want me to marry comes over too. They show me off.

My moms died when I was 10. We were in a car accident in a taxi. I was the only one that lived." He shrugged slightly.

[sirjawnefron]

"I know what that's like. The expectations and such not the... unfortunate accident. Ifnit makes you feel better we could walk or a bus?" He scrubs his hands rough over his face unsure about anything.

[malfuckitholmes]

"whatever you are comfortable with." He said nodding slightly.

[sirjawnefron]

"No I'm fine dont you, dont you worry about me. I'm asking for your sake, kid. PTSD and all."

[malfuckitholmes]

"I am fine with whatever honest. Military school gave me more PTSD then the accident

[sirjawnefron]

John shakes his head "why am I not surprised." Slowly he taps the bot on the shoulder "this all must be uncomfortable, its winter will be dark soon."

[malfuckitholmes]

"I got out of hospital and medically released and my grandparents shipped me off." He said sighing

[sirjawnefron]

"Right. Well maybe they did it with your best interest at heart. Adults have hard decision to make especially when kids are involved... especially when sherlocks involved. Listen it's not where where you're from it's where you're going."

[malfuckitholmes]

They though military school would make me straight and not transgender." He sighed

[sirjawnefron]

"If sherlock knew about you why didn't he do something? With all the powers mycroft claims to have why didn't he just bring you over here?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"I didn't tell Dad. I went by Mallory they whole time. I was afraid he wouldn't except me.

Uncle Mycroft figured something was wrong when he saw me and pushed the issue. My grandparents, the Holmes, only know me as Malcolm." He said shrugging. He had no idea Mycroft was getting custody and he wouldn't be leaving tomorrow. He also didn't know how pissed he was.

[sirjawnefron]

"I'm not the smartest man kid but I know for a fact sherlock, your dad, he wouldn't of put you out. Come on let's get out here, get some tea or uh... whatever you drink soda?"

[malfuckitholmes]

"I've never even had soda" he said chuckling. "I had never met people like my grandparents until I was 10. I worried that was why dad wasn't around"

[sirjawnefron]

"I cant believe- actually jo j very much can believe you be never had a soda. Right we will make a quick stop a shop and buy stuff you've never had before. Should be fun... I hope... and listen kid I know for a fact that if sherlock had, had his head together he would of seen you all the time. Its tricky being a kid, but it's just as tricky being an adult. Come on let's get out of here."

[malfuckitholmes]

"you really don't have to do that for me." He said softly. He rubbed his arm. "John? What he a good man?

[sirjawnefron]

" Listen kid I dont have to do anything, I want to and sherlock Without a doubt one of the only good men in this world. Unfortunately there was just more bad." John gingerly puts his hand on the boys shoulder.