John fucks up big time
One day in Sherlock's flat, John found a mysterious bottle on the floor. He picked it up to investigate. It was filled with a strange glowing liquid. What could it be? Jon had to find out, so he sniffed it, looked at it, microwaved it, stuck his finger in it, and eventually drank it. Moments later, Sherlock walked in. He had been at the police station, insulting of Anderson. Sherlock noticed the empty bottle in John's hand.
"What the fuck john?" he screamed. John stared blankly.
"Sherlock, what was in the bottle?" John asked.
"An experiment and you drank it!" Sherlock started to cry. He sat down and covered his face with his hands.
"What experiment? What's going to happen to me?" John asked worriedly.
"IDK John" Sherlock said as he looked up. "But you totally messed up my experiment, now I have to start over! You're an assbutt."
John felt a strange sensation in his stomach. He looked at Sherlock and had the urge to fall asleep on his lap. "Sherlock help me!" He yelled.
"It's too late john." Sherlock said. John fell to the floor. He was on his hands and feet and his back arched.
"Sherlock, Help meooowww" John said as his eyes looked in two different directions. He was now standing on only his fingers and toes. He had a strange grin on his face and his head tilted.
"Sherlock! Get Meeeeowwww to a hospit-eeeoowwww…" John screamed. He was now stuck in that strange position. He couldn't speak. Everything he said was "meow". John moved over to Sherlock, but he didn't walk, or crawl. He moved his fingers and toes like a bunch of little legs in order to scuttle around the floor. Sherlock got up quickly.
"John, are you okay?" Sherlock asked.
"MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWW" John screamed with a loud steady voice. He walked over to Sherlock and started licking his legs. Mrs. Hudson was downstairs when she heard Sherlock yell
"John! Stop licking me!"
John looked up at Sherlock at let out a loud "Meow". Sherlock looked at John and tried to find out what was wrong with him. Sherlock heard the phone ring. Realizing that john was unable to answer, he reluctantly picked it up.
"Hello?" Sherlock said.
"It's John's therapist, I need to talk to him." said the other person of the phone
"He's not here right now, I'll have him call you back." Sherlock said. As he hung up the phone he turned around and noticed a big brown thing on the rug. "JOHN! DON'T POOP ON THE RUG!" Sherlock said. He then realized that he didn't hang up the phone and John's therapist was still on the line. Sherlock quickly hung up and decided to bring john to the molly lab and attempt to fix him. (By "fix him" I mean return him to normal)
Sherlock picked John up and rested him on his shoulder. John let out another meow. Sherlock started to leave the building when he passed Mrs. Hudson.
"What are you doing with John?" she asked
"I'm fixing him" Sherlock said. As he passed her john smiled at her and meowed. Sherlock got a cab and John Meowed the whole way to the molly lab.
When they arrived at the molly lab John slowly got into an upright position. He looked at Sherlock.
"I was just messing with you Sherlock, I'm fine." He said. Sherlock was silent. He then became angry.
"YOU POOPED ON THE RUG JOHN" he said.
"I'll clean it up" John said.
"YOU POOPED ON THE RUG JOHN" Sherlock repeated. Sherlock was so mad that he pulled john's pants down, ripped john's penis off, threw it in a blender, and pressed frappe.
John never pretended to be a cat again.