Disclaimers: I do not own any of the BBC Sherlock characters, nor am I making any profits of it.
Rating: T for mild vulgar language.
A/N: To those of you who stumbled upon this fic and planned on reading it, I just want to say thank you so much for giving it a chance. This is my first multiple chapter fic and I am planning on finishing it no matter what. I hope to publish one or two chapters each day and I expect that it will not be over 5,000 words. Reviews are gratefully appreciated and I apologize ahead of time for the usage of American vocabulary, for I am not too familiar with British English. Before this note gets too long, thanks again and happy reading!
Note: This is a Johnlock fic set in the first season somewhere after "The Blind Banker" and before "The Great Game".
Operation Mind Switch
"Dear God, what is it like to be inside your funny, little brains. It must be so boring."
The articulation, in which he had uttered just a mere few weeks ago, sat at the back of the consulting detective's brain, a subconscious thought at first, but slowly grew and manifested itself into a puzzle waiting to be solved, an inquiry waiting to be investigated, a question waiting to be answered. It was a throwaway line and hadn't meant much back then, other than an outspoken thought, but as it grew, the detective became more and more obsessed with it until finally, he decided to conduct a way to satisfy his urge:
an experiment
This would be Sherlock's two hundredth experiment and while he does not feel sentimental about digits, he was rather excited for this one. It would certainly be his riskiest experiment so far and he needed only two things: the independent variable and a willing participant. The latter was the easiest of the two to acquire, perhaps disregarding the "willing" portion, but Sherlock was not going to be bothered by that notion. As for the former, well, let's just say he liked challenges and another way to tick his brother off.