Sherlock:12
Mycroft: 20
"Choose." Sherlock said.
They sat at the dinning table, in front of each other. Mycroft had 3 glass in front of him, all contained 3 different coloured liquid, a blue, a green and a red coloured one.
"You know I won't be drinking neither of those." he said.
"You will choose, and you will drink it." the younger demanded, looking serious.
"Why don't you ask one of your friend instead? I have things to do."
"Can't. They're not so volnurable lately."
"I can't think of a reason why." he said.
"Not relevant. Choose."
Mycroft sighed.
"The green." he said.
"Hmm. Interesting. You sure?" the younger asked.
"Green is good."
"Suit yourself then."
Mycroft grabbed the glass with the green liquid in it and put it at his mouth. The younger tensed.
"Khmm" Sherlock caught.
"What?" Mycroft asked, stopping his movement.
"Nothing. I just thought you will choose the red one, that's all."
Mycroft knew what's going on.
"Hmm really? Well, green is still good, thank you." he said, then drink the liquid.
Sherlock looked pale.
"Well, that was..- but before Mycroft could have finished the sentence he dropped the glass and fell to the floor.
"Mycroft!" Sherlock yelled and ran to his brother.
Mycroft moaned in pain.
"Are you 'kay, Myc? I'm sorry I really thought you will choose the red one." he said desperately, shaking his brother. Mycroft closed his eyes and wasn't responding.
"Mycroft wake up! c'mon!" the younger tried and shaked his brother harder.
All of a sudden Mycroft started to laugh. Sherlock looked at him shocked.
"What?" the older asked playfully.
"But.. The green one is.. it had.." Sherlock tried to gather his thoughts.
"I've changed the ingredients when I was in your room last night. I was curious, and when I realized what were you experimenting with, I knew I had to do something before you "accidentally" kill one of your stupid little friend. Really Sherly, you should stop doing these stupid experiments and behave like a..- Mycroft stopped half sentence.
He slowly looked up at Sherlock who was now having an evil smile on his face.
" Stupid Mycroft" he said. " You thought I haven't noticed."
Mycroft suddenly sat up and started to ran to the loo.
"I will kill you for this!" he yelled as he closed the door behind him and sit on the toilet.
"Good luck while sitting there. Oh, and you will sit there for a while! " the younger yelled back, then gathered his glasses, and left laughing.