Not many people know, and not that many people ever found out. It was just something trivial, but John Watson used to have a tradition.
Every week on the same day, from when he was a little boy, John would watch a movie. Some times Harry would join him, or sometimes he watched them alone. Action to drama, live action to animation, John would get his hands on what ever movie he could with his small allowance, and then patiently wait for Friday.
A nice big bowl of popcorn, maybe some tea, and the occasional candy bar was what he'd eat, and he always sat on the left spot on the sofa, except for when he had several movies in a row to watch. That's when he would build a blanket fort.
John took his movies seriously, and he kept each and every one he had in good condition, and even as he grew older, he didn't stop watching at least one on the designated day.
But then it became gradually harder to keep it up. Studying, dates, and then eventually going of into the army, the tradition was slowly forgotten.
At least, it was forgotten until John was going through his old things while at the flat one day.
The dozens of boxes seemed overwhelming, and John was the slightest bit mad that he hadn't labeled them, to tell his apart from Sherlock's. They were still getting settled in the flat, despite moving in a few weeks ago. They still had boxes and containers littered everywhere, honestly they had too many things for the small flat.
Sherlock was out working on the latest case, just doing some simple research, nothing eventful. Ms. Hudson was shopping, and John took advantage of the quiet to go through some of his stuff.
The first few boxes were just clothes and personal things, then the next few had some books.
He worked through most of the day, silently placing things where the belonged, stopping every now and then for a break. It was around five o'clock when he noticed he had only two boxes left, and on each of them they had the same word written in the same childish handwriting. Movies.
John placed the first one on the table and opened it. Several dozen VHS tapes were in there, and memories with them. John quickly looked inside the other, that was filled with dvds, and he wondered how on earth he forgot about those Friday nights.
He had still loved movies, of course, and still would buy them, but when he watched them he would just put it on for background noise while doing something more important. He must of put them in the dvd box along with the older movies, because the boxes were filled with older movies and more modern ones.
John pulled out his phone to check the date, and to his surprise it was the last Friday of the month. Peering back into the boxes, he decided to re-watch every one, only one per Friday, except for movies that had sequels. The same rules from when he was younger.
Looking at the dvd cases and VHS boxes for the first one to watch, John had a smile on his face and one thought in his mind.
This is going to be fun.
A/N: So, I thought one day that Sherlock, John, and Mrs. Hudson were kind of like a family. And since I was in a fluff writing mood, I started to think of things families do, and movie night was the first thought. So that's what this is going to be. John, Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson and others watching moves. Each chapter will be a different movie, and another person joining them. This chapter is just setting everything up.
Heads-up though, I've only seen the first four episodes so far, so I apologize in advance if I get anything wrong. If I do, I'll come back and fix it.
StoryGirl.98