John Hamish Watson age six, son of Emilia Watson and Hamish Watson, brother to Harriet Watson was by far the most likeable child in the bunch of their class.
Polite, Honest and Obedient are the most common adjectives use to describe him by his teachers and classmates but the world is unfair and the weak is preyed upon, the school bullies who take and take even when punished remain undeterred and one day John decides that they have taken it way to far.
It was afternoon school had just finished and John was playing with his friend Mary who had brought Mr. Bear with her that afternoon to show John the gift given to her by her dearest grandmother Lulu from Germany.
John who have been taught to always be polite and gentlemanly to females gave the toy genuine praises along with Mary who smiled brighter.
And it is here that the story begins.
Michael age 7 was the typical bully, stronger and bigger, preyed on the weak and took things from them for his amusement and today he preyed on young Mary and her precious Mr. Bear
with a mischievous grin he strode to John and Mary interrupting their conversation
"Hullo" he greeted grin on his face as John immediately put up a guarded look while Mary was terrified "what a wonderful bear you have there, Mary" he says and that immediately sends alarms off on John's head
"thank you, Michael" Mary mumbles as she hugs Mr. Bear tighter
"would you mind if I took a look at it?" Michael asks as John frowns
Mary scrunches her face in worry on one hand she didn't trust Michael on the other she would get hurt, she fidgets and clutches Mr. Bear tighter and John immediately steps forward and answers for her
"No. She won't and you can't force her." John says fiercely and defiant.
Michael frowns angrily and shoves John to the side fiercely and at the same time grabs the bear from Mary who was shocked
"too bad isn't it?" he taunts and makes a run as Mary with a teary face worries about John who had scraped his knees
"Don't cry Mary" John says comfortingly as he strokes Mary's face as he had seen his father do to his mother "I'll get Mr. Bear back to you" he promises and Mary blushes as John smiles because his smiles are that comforting. Later when Mrs. Morstan ask John walked Mary home, because it is proper for a man to walk a woman home, where Mr. Bear was he answers "on a vacation" with a smile and leaves Mary and heads back home which was just in front of the Morstans.
Later that night when everyone in the house has fallen asleep John goes out to his window and escapes out of the house and heads to Michael's home at 42 Fremond street. John looks at the surroundings and when he has deemed it safe he crept to the front gates and looked if there were any alarms or guard dogs, seeing none he proceeded to scale the gate seeing if he would be able to jump over it quietly or at least slip through it,seeing a leverage John climbs over the fence and jumps quietly and quickly rushes to the door.
quickly opening the lock with a pin, John entered quietly and searched for Mr. Bear in the first floor, going through the living room followed by the parlor and then to the play room where he also saw the other toys Michael had stolen which he took a few of the small ones and placed them in his pocket, still no sign of the bear he went to the study and there in one of the shelves was Mr. Bear quickly he strode to the shelf and took it.
suddenly the sound of footsteps echoed to the hallway and John hastened and jump out of the window and ran to gates with his hood up and he ran and ran and ran until he reached his home but before that he went up the tree conveniently placed in front of Mary's room and perched Mr. Bear on the open window sill before he truly went back to his home on his room and slept.
Later when he is woken up by his mother, he would grin and remember his exciting adventure and think nothing of it until he reaches his teenage years, later at school Mary would kiss him on the cheek as a silent thank you and he would smile back, he would then deliver secretly the little golems, trinkets and like stolen by Michael to their respective owners and the rest of the day would continue as usual for John Hamish Watson age six,son of Emilia Watson and Hamish Watson, brother to Harriet Watson who had just successfully finish his first caper.
Edit:A/N: thank you anon for the help :)
