Consulting babysitter

Yay, my first post on the new blog! I thought I would kick it off with a BBC Sherlock story since the title of my blog points to Sherlock.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock or any of the characters associated with it, that right goes to the BBC.

anyway, read and enjoy. 
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“I'm a consulting detective John, not a babysitter” Sherlock stated, as he moved across the room towards his violin. This argument had been going on for about fifteen minutes and he was getting tired of it.

“Come on Sherlock, Mary and I haven't been on a real date in months”  John pleaded. He quickly crossed the room and snatched the violin before Sherlock could start Playing. Sherlock huffed angrily, but asked.

“Where is Mary anyway?”

“She’s on her way, I told her to meet me here so we could go, and don't try to change the subject”

“I don't even know anything about taking care of children”

“Don't worry, we won't be gone long, and she's usually pretty calm, she might even go to sleep. So come on Sherlock will you do it?”

“No” Sherlock plopped down in his leather chair, and steepled his fingers under his chin. At the same time the door creaked open behind John and in walked Mary, carrying her two year old daughter on her hip. John turned around to greet Mary, and took the small, blond girl out of her arms.

“Sherlock won't agree, looks like we'll have to cancel” John told her in a disappointed tone.

“Sherlock, Please” Mary said, looking towards Sherlock with her best puppy dog face. Sherlock looked up at her with his fingers still steepled.

“Fine” Sherlock consented, flinging his arms out to the side.

“Oh thank you Sherlock. Bye sweetie” Mary quickly hugged and kissed her daughter. John did the same, then handed the girl to Sherlock who held her at arm's length

“Bye bye mummy, bye bye daddy” she said, waving her hand. 
As soon as John and Mary we're gone, Sherlock placed the child on the chair opposite him, then sat back and stared at her. Of course he had met her before, but, as he usually tried to avoid children, he had never gotten the opportunity to analyze her. He noticed things such as: loves John and Mary, hates wearing shoes, likes candy, none of which seemed like they would be useful at this point. The child stared back at him with her big blue eyes, then she started giggling. Sherlock was perplexed, he didn't see anything humorous about this situation. Next she climbed down from the chair she was sitting in, ran over to Sherlock excitedly, and put her hands on his knee.

“What are you standing there staring at me for, go play or something” Sherlock said as he brushed her hands away. She did what Sherlock asked and ran away into the kitchen to play. Sherlock, being satisfied that she was busy, went back to his previous position with his fingers steepled, and closed his eyes.

Several minutes later, Sherlock was startled out of his mind palace by a loud crash, followed by a small “Oops” he jumped up and ran into to the kitchen we're he saw the girl, standing on a chair at the table, on the floor was shattered glass and spilled chemicals.

“What did you do! That was a very sensitive experiment!” before Sherlock had time to say anything else, the girl had climbed off the chair and bolted into the other room. Sherlock immediately rushed after her, he spent the next half hour trying to keep her from wrecking his stuff, or setting something on fire. Finally he couldn't take it anymore, he picked up his phone, dialed a number and put it to his ear.

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Molly dug through the couch cushions trying to find her ringing phone. When she finally found it, she quickly put it to her ear.

“Hello?” she said. On the other end she heard a deep voice say

“Molly, I need your help”

“Sherlock? What's wrong?” she asked.

“Just come to 221B” he said seriously

“Alright I’ll be right there” she said in a worried voice, then Sherlock hung up. Molly

immediately found her coat and shoes, and left for 221B.

When she arrived at Sherlock’s flat she rang the doorbell and was greeted by Mrs. Hudson who led her upstairs. She stopped at the door when she heard Sherlock shout

“No don’t touch that!” she opened the door and saw a small girl dressed in pink run past, followed by Sherlock. Molly stifled a laugh as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her.

“Hello Sherlock” Molly said as she followed him into the kitchen. Sherlock turned around to face her.

“Molly, thank goodness you’re here” He said.

“Who’s this?” Molly asked, gesturing towards the little girl.

“This is John and Mary’s monster, they tricked me into watching her” as he was speaking he grabbed the girl who was about to step in the glass that was still on the floor. Molly noticed the glass and exclaimed

“Sherlock why is there glass on the floor!?”

“Because she broke my experiment” Sherlock wined

“Look, I’ll take her in the other room while you clean this up” she took the girl’s hand a led her into the living room. Sherlock gladly picked up the mop and began to clean up the mess. When he finished he went into the living room to find Molly, sitting in his chair with a quiet girl on her lap, looking at pictures in his encyclopedia of animals. Sherlock looked at her in awe and said

“How did you do that?”

“Do what?” Molly asked, confused.

“Get her to be quiet and sit still”

“I just got her interested in this book” before Sherlock could say anything else, the girl started whining.

“Now what’s wrong with her?” Sherlock complained.

“What’s wrong sweetie?” Molly calmly asked

“I’m hundry” the girl whined.

“Sherlock, didn't you feed her dinner yet?” Molly questioned

“What? No, I was a little busy making sure she didn't burn my flat down” Sherlock defended.

“Alright, well let's go get her something to eat” Molly said as she stood up and headed towards the kitchen with the little girl in hand, Sherlock followed sulkily. When they got to the kitchen Molly opened the fridge, but immediately closed it again when she saw the severed hand.

“Sherlock, do you have any food that’s not stored next to body parts” Molly asked in disgust

“I don't usually keep a lot of food around, i'll go see if Mrs. Hudson has anything” Sherlock responded as he headed towards the door. After a few minutes Sherlock returned carrying a small bowl of pasta and a glass of milk.

“Mrs. Hudson was kind enough to share some of her dinner” he said after placing the food on the table in front of the girl. As the little girl started eating Molly noticed that her hair was falling in her food.

“Do you have a rubber band to pull her hair back with?” she asked Sherlock.

“Possibly” he said, then he went into the bathroom and found a hairband that Janine had left behind, and immediately walked over and began braiding the girls hair, when he finished Molly asked.

“Where did you learn to braid?”

“It was for a case” Sherlock responded cryptically

“What kind of case would require you to learn to braid”

“I'm afraid that's classified” Sherlock said with a smirk. When the girl had finished eating Molly managed to get Sherlock to play a game with her, and after a while Sherlock actually seemed to be having fun with the child. With all the running around and playing, the little girl was soon exhausted. Sherlock sat down on the couch with the girl on his lap, Molly turned on the TV and sat down next to them. Before long the girl was asleep in Sherlock’s arms, after a while Molly dozed off and fell against his shoulder, he carefully put his arm around her and soon fell asleep as well.

When John and Mary got back to 221B they walked up the stairs and we're surprised at how quiet it was. John opened the door and they stepped inside to see their daughter, Sherlock, and Molly Hooper, all sleeping peacefully on the couch.

“Awww that is adorable” Mary said as she pulled out her phone to take a picture. When Mary’s camera flashed Sherlock woke and saw John and Mary looking down at him.

“Finally, I thought you weren't going to be gone long” Sherlock said in an annoyed tone.

“Well we weren’t gone as long as we could have been” John justified. Sherlock and John’s voices woke Molly, who quickly sat up and blushed when she realized that she had been leaning on Sherlock’s shoulder. John carefully picked up his sleeping daughter.

“Your child is a monster John”  Sherlock told him

“Oh don’t listen to him, she’s an absolute angel” Molly interjected

“We should take her home now and get her in bed. Thank you both for watching her” Mary said and started towards the door, John followed her out, being careful not to wake the girl in his arms. When they had gone Sherlock let out a long sigh and steepled his fingers under his chin again. Molly, feeling awkward, stood up and said,

“Well I suppose I should be going home now too”

“Molly” Sherlock said abruptly sitting up slightly “Thank you” Molly smiled at his words.

“It was my pleasure” she said, then she picked up her coat and left.

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Thank you so much for reading, I hope you liked it, here's a cute picture of Sherlock and Molly to go with it. please leave a comment, constructive criticism is welcome but please no hate comments.

Thanks, see you next week!