So, This is my first real fan fiction Mainly because the very first fiction i ever wrote, i wrote in 2005 and it was premature, to say the least. I was about 14 or so so it was absolutely terrible. So pardon me of my writing skills, but i assure you that they are greatly improved since then. Onward and upwards!
Sherlock was one of the greatest minds of his time, brilliant in every way but one, love. He could tell you how many different kind of perfumes there were and what they smelt like. He was a genius, but all geniuses are flawed. One night while sitting at his small kitchen table, studying through a microscope at a fiber he found on a crime scene.
He realized that he was alone, and that he wanted a puppy. A Great Dane puppy.
Molly Hooper a small mousy girl with a love for animals, worked quietly at a pet shop on her time off from working at the morgue. She loved her job a the hospital, well... most of the time but nothing could keep her away from the animals she so adored. Her Land lady wouldn't allow her to have pets, but she had her favorites at the pet store where she worked, She especially loved the cats, there was a certain precious kitten that had been there for two weeks now, no one wanted him because he was blind in one eye.
One night when she was cleaning out the puppy cage, she heard a chime at the front of the store signaling that someone had entered. It was nearly closing time and she grew wry of the stranger.
"I'm sorry, were closing soon!" she shouted towards the front of the store. She heard no reply. The puppy's started barking and before she knew what was happening. A hand covered her mouth, she quickly felt darkness overwhelm her and she was soon unconscious.