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A laughing consulting detective and the british goverment.
Sherlock and Mycroft Holmes were sat in 221B Baker Street with Greg Lestrade and John Watson.
"Give it up John, its not going to work" Greg said to John.
"I'm not giving up! There will be something!" John replied
"Yes John do give up" Mycroft said looking at his watch.
"Oh for god sakes John! I have an experiment to do!" Sherlock said using his hands and arms to indicate how infuriated he was.
"There's got to be something" john said starting to pace. Suddenly Greg thought of something.
"JOHN!" He called jumping up.
"What?" John asked turning round looking puzzled.
"I got it!" Lestrade said smiling
" What?" John asked again
"Just watch" Greg said walking over to Mycroft. He bent down and whispered something in his ear, before he even straighted up Mycroft began chuckling. Greg grinned at John and Sherlock gave a very frightened look. If they could get 'the ice man' to laugh he stood no chance and he knew it. Whilst Sherlock was looking at John Greg motioned to Mycroft who was still laughing to tie his brother to the chair. Before Sherlock realised what was happeneing Mycroft had tied his legs to the chair. Then with the help of Greg and John they managed, with a lot of difficulty to tie him to the chair completely.
"Is this really necessary?" Sherlock asked looking down at himself. By this time Mycroft had regained his composure. Greg grinned at Sherlock and bent down to his ear Sherlock tried to move away but with no avail. Greg whispered in his ear. As soon as Greg had finished Sherlock bursed into a fit of giggles. Ten minutes later Mycroft had vacated the flat and Sherlock was doing an experiment. John and Greg had gone to a nearby pub.
"What did you do to make them like that?" John asked as he was still curious.
"I made them take the immaturity test"