John Watson.5 years old.
"Mummy, can I go play outside?" John asked his mother.
"Of course, sweety." His mother replied.
John ran out of the living room and pulled his blue coat on. He pulled it's matching hat on over his ears. He strugled to get his first mitten on. He ran upstairs. Knocking on his sister's door, he let him in.
"Harry, can you please help me get my other mitten on?" He asked with a little smile on.
She nodded and quickly pulled it on. Patting his cheek, she pushed him out the door.
He stomped his way outside. Slamming the door behind him on accident. He let out a deep breath, he could see his breath. It was very visible. His cheeks turned red instantly.
"You must have warm breath." A boy said. He was wearing a longer coat and had a scarf around his neck.
John quickly turned his head to the boy. "My mummy just made me soup!" He smiled. "My name is John!"
"I'm Sherlock." The other replied, taking a few steps closer to John.
"Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too..."
John looked at his feet. A fresh layer of snow was falling on the ground. "Would you like to play with me?" John asked.
Sherlock nodded. "It would be perfered."
John grabbed Sherlock's small hand, it was in a thin finger-glove. John pulled him along in the snow. "What do you want to play? We could go on the see-saw, or down the slide or on the swings!"
Sherlock didn't answer at first. He then said, "I don't know what to do. I have never played with somone before."
"What really?" John was surprised. "I've played with some kids at the park before...but only once...I never saw them again..."
John had walked them just to a bench. John frowned slightly.
"Can we sit?" Sherlock asked him, pointing towrd the bench they had just walked up to.
John tilted his head and looked at the boy. "Uh, sure..." John ploped down on the bench and patted the stop next to him. Sherlock sat down quitely next to him.
The two boy sat in an awkward silence.
Sherloc broke it. "Hey John?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we be...friends?" He asked looking at the snow covered ground.
John's face was overcome with a smile. "Yes!"
Sherlock let a small smile come to his face.
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