Feb 11, 2014
"Little thing"
Sherlock stared up at the blonde, eyes wide, brushing ginger curls away from her face. “My mummy worries I might be different, because I’m not as smart as Mycroft,” she said, in the brutally honest way a five-year-old might. “But she also says she picked my middle name and liked it bestest—” She frowned, shaking her head. “Best, she liked it best, so that’s why I’m called Sherlock!”