This is what happens when CowMow enters Omegle. :) If you were the nonny: thank you, you were awesome!

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Stranger: John? SH

You: Yes, Sherlock? JW

Stranger: Guess what. SH

You: I have /no/ idea. JW

Stranger: 3 it's a heart. SH

Stranger: I made a text heart. SH

You: Are you drunk? JW

Stranger: No. I'm bored and playing with emoticons. SH

You: Go and pester Anderson, not me. JW

Stranger: Why would I talk to Anderson? SH

Stranger: I'm bored, John. :( SH

You: I am sure he would love your emoticons. JW

You: I noticed, Sherlock. JW

Stranger: You aren't amused. :\ SH

Stranger: I find them quite amusing. SH

You: Good for you. Perhaps it might be more amusing if it wasn't in the middle of the night. JW

Stranger: D: SH

You: Stop. It. JW

Stranger: :o are you mad? SH

You: A little, yes. JW

You: Go to sleep, Sherlock. JW

Stranger: I can't. SH

Stranger: Come cuddle with me? ;) SH

You: For the love of jam... No, Sherlock. JW

Stranger: Please? :3 SH

Stranger: It helps me sleep when you play with my hair. SH

You: Okay. JW

Stranger: 8D SH

You: John stumbled out of bed, walked down the stairs and met Sherlock in the living room. "Stop sending me those horrible emoticons, Sherlock," he yawned.

Stranger: Look it's Angelo. :{D SH

You: (hahahahah)

Stranger: Sherlock chuckled lightly and looked up from his phone. He was curled up in the corner of the couch, wrapped in a blanket. "Did you see the Angelo one? I thought that was clever," he said.

Stranger: (lol:))

You: "Yeah, it was," John nodded. He glared at his flatmate who was impersonating a lovely cat. "Oh, come here you!"

Stranger: Sherlock grinned and unfurled himself from the couch to pad over to John, enveloping him in his arms and nuzzling his cheek. "Will you let me cuddle you in bed?" he asked quietly. "And will you play with my hair?"

You: John smiled against Sherlock's chest. "Of course, handsome."

Stranger: Sherlock hummed contentedly. "Then let's get to bed," he said softly.

You: "I love you..." John mumbled softly, before taking Sherlock's hand and leading him up the stairs.

Stranger: Sherlock blushed a bit and followed, being dragged slightly by John's hand. He looked down at his phone and smiled.

Stranger: 3 :) SH

You: John looked at Sherlock and then at his phone. Quickly, he typed out a message. 'Marry me?'

Stranger: Sherlock blinked down at the message, slightly taken aback. 'Really? :0 SH'

You: John chuckled. 'Oh god, yes! :$ JW '

Stranger: Sherlock bit his lip and grinned. 'Well then of course. :D SH'

You: John opened the door to his bed room and looked at Sherlock. "Please, enter, fiancé of mine."

Stranger: Sherlock looked at John and smiled wide, then bent over and placed a deep kiss to his fiancé's lips. "I love you," he murmured against them.

You: John let go of Sherlock's hand, only to tangle them in Sherlock's unruly hair. "You too!"

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The End