Wholock- Sherlock and the Doctor
Little Sherlock and John
Sherlock always wanted to be a pirate, he didn't care what Mycroft thought of the idea. Every time someone would ask him what he wanted to be when he grew up, he would say "Red Beard the terrible!" throw a hand over his eye and pretend he was holding a sword. He was determined to not be like his brother, but there were times when Sherlock would catch himself doing deductions in his 2nd grade class.
The girl three seats ahead of him, was pretending to be happy despite the fact that her parents were going through a divorce. The boy next to her was hung over from sneaking some beer from his parent's mini fridge in the basement. It seemed that he invited two other students over because both of them had the same symptoms. The popular girl in the class had no more money to spend, her father had been sacked, so she did not have a new outfit to show off to the world. Sherlock shook his head to try and fight the urge to deduce things.
The substitute teacher, Ms. Tyler, was writing down an explanation of how to do a math question. She wore a grey T-shirt, with a purple and grey hoodie. She had medium length blond hair, and brown eyes. She looked more like a traveler than a school teacher, her shoes were well worn and she look like she might have gotten a tan from going somewhere exotic, and the way she acted was not very teacher like.
'No!' Sherlock thought to himself, he was doing it again, deducing. There was a knock at the door and the substitute teacher walked over to open the door. Ms. Tyler began to whisper with someone, she then
reached out her hand, and walked to the center of the class room leading someone along with her. It was a young boy, it looked like he had just moved to central London. He had dirty blond hair with blue
eyes and wore a stripped sweater.
"Well, class it looks like you have a new classmate." Ms. Tyler bent and asked if he wanted to introduce himself. The boy nodded and stepped forward so the class could see him.
"My name is John, John Watson." Everyone in the class said 'Hi, John' but it sounded like someone had brainwashed them. Ms. Tyler sent John to a seat just across from were Sherlock was sitting. She went back to the math question on the board, and Sherlock looked over at John and began to deduce things about him. When he realized what he was doing, he looked away and shook his head to try and get the thoughts out. The bell rang for lunch and everyone jumped out of their seats to head to the cafeteria.
Sherlock took his time, he didn't want to deal with the bullies today. He thought that if he delayed going to the cafeteria they wouldn't show up. John seemed to take his time too, they left the class room together but didn't speak to each other. Ms. Tyler headed out toward the teacher's lounge. When they got to the cafeteria John and Sherlock went to separate tables. Sherlock sat down and pulled out a peanut butter and jam sandwich, an apple, and a juice box. That was when Jim, from 3rd grade, walked up and sat down next to Sherlock.
"Hi, what do we have here today?" Jim picked up Sherlock's apple and juice box. "An apple? No cookies today?" Jim asked as he proceeded to open the juice box. Sherlock tried to ignore him, "They are just
jealous of you, your special and they are not." He could hear his mother's voice in the back of his mind. Sherlock tried to take a bite out of his sandwich but Jim snatched it out of his hands. "Now, now. Not so fast, I do believe it needs to be taste tested first."
"Give it back to him!" Both Sherlock and Jim turned around to see who was speaking from behind him. It was John, his hand was in a tight fist and he looked like he was ready to punch Jim. Jim looked at John and smiled, "And who would you be?" John didn't answer so Jim took a bite out of Sherlock's sandwich and swallowed. "What are you going to do now?" It wasn't long before John and Jim were on the floor trying to beat the brains out of each other. Sherlock tried to break them up but in the process ended up joining the fight instead.
A couple supervisors pulled the trio apart and sent them to the nurse office; Jim had a black eye and a chipped molar. Sherlock got some bruises on his arms and torso but nothing serious. John got a black eye and a nose bleed which the school nurse decided was not that serious and allowed them to go to the principal's office. Their parents were contacted and each got detention for two weeks initially. After a well thought out story by Sherlock and John's willingness to follow the story Jim was expelled for starting, yet another fight. Apparently this was Jim's third fight, the last fight he was in almost put another student in the hospital. John and Sherlock kept their two week detention and were sent back to class. They arrived late and therefore sat at the back of the class adjacent to each other.
"You throw a good punch, were did you learn how to do that?" Sherlock asked John half whispering.
"My dad, he always thought I needed to know how to defend myself."
"You threw the first punch," Sherlock tried to point out.
"But he started it, taking your lunch. You need to eat too." John stated. Sherlock thought about this, he only ever ate at breakfast and dinner, and that was because his parents forced him to. The rest of the day was dull, nothing interesting happened, John and Sherlock passed notes back and forth, talking about the other classmates and making fun of the substitute.
After a little while Sherlock received a note from John that said "I just realized. I don't know your name." Sherlock thought for a while, this was the first person who acted like his friend. What did he want his new friend to call him? Not Sherlock, no. That would be boring, he could finally be known as Captain Red Beard, so that's what he wrote down. John took the note and looked at it, then leaned over and whispered "No, really what is your name?"
"I've told you, Captain Red Beard." Sherlock whispered back. John didn't look fully convinced that he should call him 'Captain Red Beard' though.' "You could be my first mate." John smiled and though about it for a while, then began to write on the note again. He passed it to Sherlock who looked down under his desk and read 'Captain Red Beard, and John Watson. The two most feared Pirates in the entire school.'
Sherlock smiled after reading this. He had a new friend, his only friend. The bell rang and the class ran out the door to the buses, while John and Sherlock took their time and talked about how they would be the best team of pirates there has ever been.
Rose Tyler cleared the chalk board, put the homework assignments on the desk, and began to walk out to the back of the school. She made her way across the field, past the playground and toward the back
street. There, in the distance was brilliant blue police box, completely out of place. Rose finally made it to the police box and opened the door to find the Doctor in a skinny brown suit, blue tie, and hair that seemed to be all over the place standing next to the 2nd grade teacher Mr. Lee. Who seemed to be very excited over what he had just experienced.
"Just one more trip Doctor, think of all the things I could learn, the discoveries I could make." Mr. Lee pleaded. Rose thought of her first trip with the Doctor, even though he took her to the end of the world, she knew at that moment that she didn't want to leave.
The Doctor shook his head, "Sorry, Mr. Lee. But I promised you one trip, and I am afraid that's all you get."
Rose watched Mr. Lee's face turn to disappointment, "Alright then, Mr. Doctor. I better get going anyways." He headed for the door then noticed Rose, who heard the Doctor mumble 'No, just Doctor', and was standing in the doorway with her arms crossed, amused by what she was seeing. "How did the day go today?"
"Fine, the class went well. Gave them their homework and went over some math problems." Rose reported. Mr. Lee looked a little happier with this news and walked out of the police box.
"Great, thank you both again. Goodbye Doctor. I hope to see you again soon"
"Not too soon though I hope?" The Doctor half joked. Mr. Lee smiled and nodded not hearing what the Doctor had said, then turned his back toward the police box and walked towards the school. Rose closed the police box door behind her and leaned on the railing.
"So, where did you take him?" Rose asked the Doctor curious. She didn't like the idea of being a substitute teacher, while the Doctor ran off on some grand adventure with someone other than her.
"I took him to the year 1876, well, I didn't really mean to the TARDIS sort of brought us there. I was going to take him to see New New New New NewNew New New York. I thought he would get a kick out of that." The Doctor walked towards Rose grinning ear to ear.
"Remind me again why I had to substitute that class today?"
"Because, this moment in time is a fixed point, it must always happen. You will always send John to sit across from Sherlock. Sherlock will always notice John, because you did this. John will always fight for
Sherlock at lunch. It is important that they're first meeting is like this." The Doctor ranted. Rose wondered how the Doctor knew about everything that had happened, and then remember that he lived in a time machine.
When it came to fixed points in history, the Doctor would always be sure that they would stay fixed points. She once made the mistake of trying to change a fixed point and nearly destroyed the world. All
because she wanted to grow up with a father. He also used the 'fixed point in history' excuse when he
didn't want to explain something. Rose accepted that the Doctor was not going to tell her the real reason why she had to pretend to be a 2nd grade substitute teacher.
"So where too now? The meter shower of Laskington, the planet Barcelona, the northern lights of the planet Alaska?" The Doctor was jumping around the control panel in circles excitedly.
Rose simply smiled and skipped towards the Doctor. "Anywhere, surprise me."
The Doctor smiled and began to run around the control panel, shouting out order to Rose to help out. Then as the TARDIS took off the Doctor yelled "Allons-y!" while flipping the final switch to take off.
IT IS FINALLY HERE! Chapter 1! It has taken a while but I hoped you enjoyed it. Please feel free to comment on how I did. After reviewing the comments of my first Fanfiction, I have tried my best to incorporate them. Hope this is an improvement from the first one. :)
