Hi guys! So this is just a bunch of drabbles and oneshots me and my friends have written. 3 storys will be posted everyday, one by me. and one by our friend Matthew. They will all be the same title but we will have our take on them.

They will all be easter themed and will start today and finish on the 5th of April

By SherlockScarf221b

It was the first of April in cold London. The freshly fallen snow had lay on the ground like a blanket on a bed. The cold did bother many people. But the sight of beautiful flowers gave people hope. Today was pretty warm. Things were looking up...But not in the residence of 221b...

'I told you last week!' An angry John shouted from the kitchen.

'You can be a right pain in the arse sometimes you know' He mumbled under his breath not wanting the taller man to hear. Sherlock put down his phone, sighed then smiled. He rose from his chair quickly, turning around to see the dusty blonde putting his jacket on. With a few steps Sherlock was towering John. As he bent down they were eye to eye. 'You wouldn't have me any other way!' Giving the shorter man a small peck on the lips he went to fetch his coat. He could hear John in the background mumbling to himself. As he walked into the room he shouted back 'I heard that!'

Sherlock had not forgotten the deadly task he has ask him to join him in. He remembers last Tuesday, he was composing a new piece. John had come in from work. Exhausted it had seemed he lay himself on the couch. Sherlock stopped at this moment and went over to sit next to the blonde. He asked about his day as always. He studied John's face while listening to his drabbles about Cindy at work commenting about his recent announcement about his and Sherlocks relationship. They had gone public the week before. He had gotten mostly positive response at work, But Cindy gave John nothing but a hard time about it. Sherlock could tell John was getting sleepy. He could hear it in his voice. He could tell by the way he was breathing. His pulse kept getting more and more relaxed. He told John to close his eyes. He did as he was told. But right before he fell asleep he said to Sherlock that next Wednesday the Church was hosting a Easter egg hunt for all the local children. John told the Priest they would help and volunteer to help with the organisation. It didn't feel like nearly a week ago. Sherlock grabbed his coat with a smile on his face he said to John. 'Lets Go'

They headed out into the cold of London. Sherlock actually quite liked the cold. It was a motionless weather much like him. Until he met John that it. He remembered the day that he had met john. Afghanistan or Iraq?. Before he knew it they were at the church. The priest was waiting outside for them. With a smile on his face he welcomed the young men. He took them to the patch of ground were the Easter egg hunt was taking place. There were activity's around the field. Face painting. Mask making. Egg painting. and many more. The priest redirected the men over to the stalls. He told them they were going to be working at the egg painting stall. Sherlock and John agreed to this (Mostly John) As they got ready the priest announced the children would be let in soon. Sherlocks heart sank at this. Children. John on the other hand loved children. The children ran in like a pride of lions running for a zebra. When they haven't seen food for weeks

A crowed gathered around John and Sherlocks stall. Sherlock got a fright when the gates opened. After 10 minutes of children. A young boy had smashed another egg on a young girls head, Fights had started. and Sherlock had, had enough. After another hour in hell it was time for the hunt. John and Sherlock were aloud to go home. 'That wasn't so bad huh?' John said with a smirk on his face. Sherlock pulled John in for a kiss but he heard a small boy shout at his mum 'MUM those boys are going to kiss ewwwww!'

'Lets take this home'