AN - Wrote this for my friend when she was feeling sad, hope it hasn't been done, it's just for fun :)
Sherlock arrived in Lestrade's office feeling especially bored. He opened the door to reveal a grinning, happy detective.
"...Everything about you is screaming 'Idiot' right now. What's happened?" Sherlock dead panned. Lestrade's smile never faltered despite the insult.
"I've been promoted, finally! I have a new uniform and everything!" Lestrade beamed. Sherlock have never seen him look happier. Or look more like an idiot.
"Wasn't aware you needed a uniform." Sherlock said, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll show you! I'll be five minutes, wait here!" Lestrade was acting like an over excited puppy. He quite literally skipped out of the room, which annoyed Sherlock greatly.
While he waited for Lestrade to return, he spun absent mindedly on his chair and solved a few petty crimes on Lestrades desk. Each case was rated about a 3 on his interest scale, which he found incredibly boring. About 7 minutes later Lestrade burst back into the room.
"Lestrade. Really. What the Hell are you wearing?" Sherlock gaped.
Lestrade was standing in jogger bottoms, feet shoulder width apart with his arms crossed over his chest. His fingers were sticking up to reveal many sovereign rings. He had several gold chains hanging from his neck, and sunglasses, one pair on his nose and one pair on top of his head. His smile had been replaced with a superstar pout.
Sherlock was horrified.
"Yo, yo! Got promoted from D.I. to D.J., innit!" Lestrade explained in a terrible accent.
"Lestrade..." Sherlock sighed.
"You are an idiot."
The End