Happy Easter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything!
The night before Easter, Sherlock and John had gone around the house and hidden all the Easter eggs, some in plain sight for little three year old Hamish, and some a little more subtly for their six year old, Christopher. The two boys had been buzzing with excitement for Easter. John remembers their first Easter with each of them as babies, they had no clue what it was all about, all the little chicks and bunnies. Sherlock had really come out of his cold shell, he was a good papa to his sons and a good partner to John, however he still had no tolerance of stupidity from others.
Christopher was first to wake up, the footsteps woke Sherlock up and he tapped John out of slumber, they both listened in to the baby monitor on their bed side table.
"Hay, Hamish, wake up, it's Easter!" the six year old could be heard saying, excitement in his words.
"Cwissee?" they heard Hamish say.
"Come on! It's Easter!" Christopher said happily.
They could hear them running around and soon there were little footsteps on the stairs. John and Sherlock looked over to their door which was open slightly and two faces appeared with big grins.
"Daddy! Papa! It's Easter!" Christopher exclaimed and the two ran in and jumped onto the bed.
"Happy Easter!" John smiled and hugged the boys.
Christopher's black straight hair flicked up at all angles while Hamish's sandy little waves sat a little more controlled on his head. They were both energetic and bright children, with John's love for a bit of a play and rough-and-tumble. But they, Christopher especially, enjoyed watching their papa doing the safer experiments. They were mesmerized when it was fire-work night, all the colours and sounds.
"Do you think the Easter Bunny has come to us?" Sherlock asked. The genius, at first, had been baffled as to the point of lying to children about the existence of these fantasy creatures. But John had insisted and when Christopher was about two and a half and kind of understood the concept of father Christmas, his joy had changed Sherlock's mind, he liked seeing their children so happy and he knew that these fantasy creatures were fun and that belief was quite magical.
"Quick! Get your dressing gowns on! We need to see if he's come!" Christopher grinned and leapt out of bed.
"'Appy Easter!" Hamish grinned in Sherlock's arms.
"Happy Easter, bug." John smiled and kissed his forehead.
Sherlock and John got their dressing gowns on and Christopher, holding Sherlock's hand in a tight excited grip, led them to the living room. Hamish had a thumb in his mouth as he and John followed them, his free hand in John's as he toddled, his eyes looking around for hints of an Easter egg.
"He's been!" Christopher shouted and ran forward.
"Look, he's left you both little Easter bags to collect the eggs in!" John smiled and held out two bags, one had a chick on it and one had a bunny on it. Hamish took the chick one, his thumb still adamantly in his mouth. Christopher took the bunny one, John ruffled his hair.
"Hamish, you'll have to take your thumb out of your mouth so you can collect the eggs." Sherlock crouched in front of the boy.
Hamish took his thumb from his mouth and Sherlock smiled "There we go. Shall we find some eggs before your brother takes them all?"
"Yah!" Hamish nodded. Sherlock took his free hand and led him around the room, sometimes pointing to help Hamish see them, but happily Hamish could see some all himself.
"Dere!" He'd shout and grab the egg and place it in his bag proudly.
Christopher climbed over the furniture excitedly. "Found one!" he shouted every ten seconds.
"Hey, did you two look in your own bedroom?" John asked once he'd realised there were none left to find in the living room.
"No, do you think the Easter bunny left any there?" Christopher asked.
"Maybe, let's go and have a look." John said.
Christopher took Hamish's hand and the two went upstairs followed by their parents. Sherlock wrapped an arm around John's back and smiled at him; John smiled in return and leant slightly into Sherlock's side.
They followed their kids into the room and stood in the doorway.
Hamish gasped and pointed over to his shelf, then Christopher gasped and ran over to his shelf. They both ran over and pulled down their big Easter Eggs.
"I got the mini egg big egg!" Christopher clapped his hands in excitement.
"How lucky are you?" Sherlock smiled.
"Lots and lots of lucky!" Christopher grinned.
"What did you get, Hay?" John asked.
"Da big egg, daddy!" Hamish held it out.
"Wow, and look what it is, it's a malteasers egg! You lucky boy!" John smiled.
The family soon dressed in their day clothes, Sherlock wearing a normal comfortable suit. John wore his jeans, shirt and coat. Christopher dressed in grey khaki trousers, a light blue polo shirt, and a dark blue jumper with his anorak on top. Hamish wore denim dungarees, a green t-shirt, a red jumper and his anorak.
"We're going to the police Easter fun day! Remember, we told you yesterday?" John smiled.
"What do we do there?" Christopher asked.
"Well, it's set in the park. And they have special treasure hunts!" John grinned.
The police did some community things so they could connect with the community but also raise some money for departments.
"Lestrade is going to be there, as are some other people in his team." Sherlock said.
"Uncle Gweg?" Hamish asked, his thumb slowly going up and back into his mouth.
"Yep!" John nodded.
"Teeth brushed and we'll head off." Sherlock said. The four crowded around the sink, Christopher was stood on a little stool, Hamish was lifted by Sherlock so he could reach, and John and Sherlock brushed theirs too.
"Done!" Christopher chucked his toothbrush in the holder and was about to run out of the bathroom when John said, with a mouthful of toothpaste "Wait!"
"But daddyyy…" he moaned.
"No, let me finish then I'm smelling that breath to check you've brushed properly. We don't want the chocolate ruining those lovely sparkly teeth, do we?" John said and continued brushing.
Once the family had brushed their teeth well enough they made their way out of the house, Hamish in his buggy, Sherlock pushing it, Christopher holding onto the handlebar and John walking beside Sherlock, his arm wound through his partner's.
When they arrived at the park, just around the corner, it was full of children and adults. The Watson-Holmes' walked down the path towards the area of the Easter-fun day, Lestrade was stood in the front of lots of parents and children.
"If you'd like to take a piece of paper from one of my colleagues; that will give you your instructions. If you have any troubles, just ask! And remember; don't help your kids if they're able themselves! But everyone, stay close to your parents or guardians!" he shouted over everyone.
"Morning, Lestrade!" John went over, Christopher bouncing along with him.
"Alright, John? Busy morning for you too, I guess." Lestrade smiled and gave Christopher a little wave.
"Indeed. Up at seven, which isn't too bad. They came down at half five last Christmas!" John said.
Lestrade chuckled then crouched down to Christopher "Have you been eating lots of chocolate?" he asked, tickling his tummy.
"Yes! I've already eaten three little eggs! I had to give my teeth an extra brush today!" he grinned.
"You lucky boy with all that chocolate!" Lestrade grinned "And where's your little brother?" he asked.
"Umm…" Christopher looked around.
"They're over there." John pointed to where Sherlock was taking Hamish out of the buggy. He had Hamish on one side and used the other to push the buggy as he strolled over to them.
"Hi, Hamish!" Lestrade smiled.
"Hiya! Cwissie and me doin' da hunt!" Hamish grinned.
"Are you? Well, you better start looking! Here's the instructions." Lestrade passed the paper to John.
"Lestrade, is there anywhere we can put the buggy?" Sherlock asked.
"I'll look after it, I won't be moving from this spot." Lestrade said.
"Ah. Good." Sherlock put Hamish on the ground and folded up the buggy, taking a satchel out of the bottom to carry around with them. With a toddler and a six year old they had to take a few things everywhere. Firstly, a medical kit, secondly, drinks and little snacks, and thirdly, wet wipes.
Hamish still had toddler tantrums, but as it was Easter, and so far he'd had a good day, he was happy.
"So, kiddie-winks, you have to spot five different coloured eggs, they might be in a tree, on the floor, anywhere in this park. They're quite big, so don't worry. They are red, green, yellow, blue, and pink. And once you've found them you, or your parent, will write down their location on this map on the park with a cross and the colour written next to it. If you find all five, you can have an Easter egg!" John explained.
"I'm good at finding things, aren't I papa, you say so!" Christopher jumped around.
"Yes, I'm sure you'll get the egg!" Sherlock nodded.
"Come on then! Let's go!" Christopher insisted.
The four roamed the park, Hamish's little legs working as fast as they could to keep up with his brother. Sherlock and John walked hand-in-hand, watching their children run around, their eyes searching. They soon found all five coloured eggs, Christopher found three, Hamish found one, and Sherlock helped Hamish find the last one.
"Time to get your eggs?" John asked.
"Yeah!" Christopher cheered.
"Yeah!" Hamish copied his brother with bright eyes.
The four returned to Lestrade, handed him the sheet and got back two easter eggs. The boys grinned and started nibbling at them immediately.
"Now, guess what we are going to do next?" John asked excitedly.
"What?" Hamish asked.
"We are going to take you to a farm out in the countryside. And they have lambs and chicks and you'll get to see them!" John smiled.
"Really!?" Christopher asked with wide eyes and Hamish clapped his hands.
"Yes! We've borrowed a car from Mycroft and it'll be a forty five minute journey, but it'll be fun! So we're going to have lunch at home then go to the farm, okay?" Sherlock said.
The boys nodded and Hamish said, as they walked home "Can I hold da chick and lamb?"
"We'll see." Sherlock said.
The farm they'd found was one with a little park with a few animals. It would probably be quite busy, but they were all excited!
Author's note: More to come! I hope you enjoyed! Happy Easter, guys! Please, please review! Thank you!
