Chapter 0
He sat in his office doing paper work. Been there since early this morning, feeling like he was getting no where, no matter how much he did. It was late afternoon when his secretary knocked on his door.
"Yes, come in,"
She walked in to his office caring a bag, a bag which he already knew the contents of. He let himself sigh and smile only a moment when she put it on his desk.
"I knew you were having a long week, so I dropped by that place you like"
"I thought I told you that I was cutting back?"
"You did sir, but every once in a while is good for you" She smiled knowing full well that he wasn't going to refuse it.
"Fine, tell me what we know about how Sherlock is doing as I take a brake from this mind dulling paperwork."
His secretary began to make tea and tell Mycroft about the new cases that Sherlock and John were working on. None in the least interested him. How boring. Mycroft pulled out his favorite piece of double chocolate cake from the bag. After a long hard week of boring paper work this would help him relax. However, when he took the fist bit he was more than a little mortified. His whole face turn pale white and doped his fork in shock. His secretary turned to him at once.
"Sir? Are you alright?" She looked at the cake. "Was it...poisoned..?" she rushed to his side, but he shewed her away with the waved of his hand.
"Its worse... someone changed the recipe of the cake."
Author's note: Hey, so this just came out of my friend and I talking about Mycroft and his love for cake and umbrellas. This is just something fun to write nothing serious. Have fun :)