A Calling for a Friend

by Cartwheelrobin

John and Sherlock are up to their usual work. But what happens when they come across a mystery right in their own grocery store? At least that will for cure Sherlock of his boredom for a little while, or is it bigger then the consulting detective and his blogger? ((Please read and comment! Chapter two is up now!))

1. Chapter 1

John sat in the flat. He had a new warm cup of tea in his hands. Just before he was able to take a sip Sherlock sat up abruptly from the sofa. "Bored." He stated, blandly. John sighed inwardly. The two of them hadn't had a new case in about a week, which left Sherlock on the sofa in a permanent sulk.

John had been at the Surgery for most of the day. It had been rather exhausting and a few patients became irritable. He wasn't really in the mood to deal with Sherlock at the moment. "Then why don't you go get the groceries. That's not boring." John countered. John normally did all the shopping or Ms. Hudson did. Whenever Sherlock went he would forget something, but John was being kind in giving him something to do. He would just have to remind himself to go to the store tomorrow and pick up whatever Sherlock would forget. Somehow Sherlock deleted remembering to get the essentials at a grocery.

"Honestly, John." Sherlock said, as if John was joking. He just gave him a look, the usual look that he gave when Sherlock was being incompetent. Sherlock groaned and said, "You can't be serious? Have Ms. Hudson do it." John just fixed his look a little harder. Eventually Sherlock budged. "Your coming."

And with that the pair was off to the grocery. Sherlock, in his coat that furled around his ankles and John, in his perfectly fitting jumper.

A/N: Okay. So this chapter is very short, but I have a plot building and they will get longer. Keep reading for adventures in the grocery. And murder…