"Sherlock, time for bed." Mycroft Holmes called.
"I have experiments to do, Mycroft. I don't have time for anything as boring as sleep." Came the reply.
"I'm your guardian and I say sleep is more important than an experiment."
Sherlock sighed, but closed the door, turned out the lights, and slipped into bed. He waited about ten minutes until he heard Mycroft's desk chair be pulled out. As soon as Sherlock heard that, he reached under his pillow and pulled out his phone. He opened up his text messages and began texting John.
"Bored. -Sh"
"John. - Sh"
"Isn't sleep so absolutely boring. -Sh"
"Text me, John. -Sh"
"Sherlock, I'm going to bed! Stop blowing up my phone with text messages! -JW"
"But Jawn. -Sh"
"Go to bed. -JW"
"And my name is not spelled Jawn."
"Sherlock, are you awake? 3 M"
"What do you want Molly? -Sh"
"I might be able to get my uncle to let you come down to Saint Bart's and do an experiment. 3 M"
"I have a case. -Sh"
"Sherlock, I have a few of my dad's cold cases for you to take a look at. -GL"
"I'll pick them up in the morning. -Sh"
Sherlock closed his text messages and pulled up the internet. He opened up an online reader and pulled up a book on bees.
Sherlock's phone pinged.
"Sherlock, go to sleep. It's two in the morning. -MH"
"Why? -Sh"
":-( -MH"
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