Hello, sweeties!
Well, short version... not dead.
It feels like ages since I last uploaded a story. So what better way to come back than with a little sequel?
A quick note on the one-shots: I AM STILL UPDATING. DO NOT BE CONCERNED. I just want to make sure I come out with a good chapter, and my classes were taking up a lot of my time. But at last, I am on vacation! So that ideally means that I will have a lot more time to write.
*rubs hands together excitedly* It's good to be back.
16:50
Baker Street
Now
Urgent
Emergency
Read at 16:51
Is it your idea of an emergency? Or mine?
Dammit, Sherlock, if this is about the milk again, I swear to every deity in possible existence that I will strangle you with the intestines you've stored away in the refrigerator.
And what happened to your "infallible grammar and punctuation"? Put a bloody period at the end of your texts if your going to be an arse about it to me.
*You're.
Dammit
Sent at 16:55
Please
Explosion
Hurry
Read at 16:56
Incoming Call: John
Missed Call: John (16:57)
Incoming Call: John
Missed Call: John (16:59)
Sherlock Holmes pick up the damn phone
Sherlock
SHERLOCK
SHERLOCK HOLMES
Sent at 17:02
Never mind. Mrs. Hudson has arrived.
There isn't any need to resort to all capital letters, John.
SH
Read at 17:04
ARE YOU OK
I'M ON MN WSY
Sent at 17:04
If I have translated your abhorrently spelled texts correctly, John, then yes; I am perfectly fine.
SH
Read at 17:07
WHAT HAPPENED
WHAT DID YOU DO
Sent at 17:08
I tried baking. The dish inside the oven unexpectedly burst, creating quite a mess in the oven.
Cake mix has coated the entirety of the oven's floor.
The dish containing it was made of horribly micro-fractured soda-lime glass. Mrs. Hudson is to blame for that; some sale at a cook shop or something.
SH
Read at 17:11
Sherlock
I just ran
From Harrow
To Enford
Sent at 17:13
Impressive.
But in the future, I would recommend taking a cab.
SH
Read at 17:14
I am going to mutilate you
Sent at 17:14
But I made cookies.
SH
Read at 17:15
What
Why
Sent at 17:16
We had the available ingredients.
SH
Read at 17:16
Did we? Or did Mrs. Hudson?
Sent at 17:17
It doesn't matter.
There are cookies.
Slightly burnt.
But edible.
There isn't any cake. That, as you know, did not end desirably.
SH
Read at 17:20
How bad is the oven?
Sent at 17:21
Mrs. Hudson is cleaning it.
SH
Read at 17:21
Tell her to stop
Sent at 17:22
She already started.
She seems very cross.
SH
Read at 17:23
Well your making her clean out the oven that you destroyed
*you're
Shite
Sent at 17:24
Having trouble hitting the apostrophe?
And what happened to punctuation?
SH
Read at 17:26
Fuck off
I'm not going to pay for damages
Not to spite Mrs H but to teach you a lesson
Sent at 17:29
About what exactly?
She insisted that she be the one to clean out the oven.
SH
Read at 17:31
A lesson about decency and responsibility you git
Sent at 17:31
Commas, John, for God's sake.
SH
Read at 17:32
I'm still caycung my breath after running FROM HARROW TO ENFORD
Bloody hell
*catching
Sent at 17:34
Your fault.
SH
Read at 17:35
YOU SCARED THE HELL OUT OF ME
Sent at 17:35
So you stupidly decided that you had to run home?
SH
Read at 17:36
OF COURSE I HAD TO YOU INEPT ARSE
I THOUGHT YOU WERE HURT
OR DYING
OR DEAD
Sent at 17:38
Right.
Well I'm alive and physically well.
So sorry for frightening you.
SH
Read at 17:41
YOU WERE BAKING A CAKE
Sent at 17:42
I feel as if you're shouting at me.
SH
Read at 17:42
A CAKE
YOU
WHAT THE HELL
Sent at 17:43
Is that just sinking in now?
Yes, a cake, John. As stated earlier: we had the ingredients.
And you like carrot cake.
SH
Read at 17:45
Carrot cake?
How the hell did you know that?
Sent at 17:46
You told me last year at my parents' anniversary celebration.
SH
Read at 17:46
No I didn't
I told your mother's friend
Were you eavesdropping?
Sent at 17:49
Irrelevant.
There are still cookies available for your consumption.
SH
Read at 17:50
Why did you do all of this?
Sent at 17:51
Update: Mrs. Hudson disposed of the cookies. She said they smelled chemical.
SH
Read at 17:55
Crushing
Wait what did you put in the cookies?
Sent at 17:57
Nothing. I had only used the baking sheet last week to host an experiment involving the use of bleach, the smell of which has obviously not worn off.
SH
Read at 17:59
Did you wash the sheet?
Sent at 17:59
I ran hot water over it.
SH
Read at 17:59
With soap?
Sent at 18:00
We have no soap.
SH
Read at 18:00
Anything else to add to my shopping list?
Sent at 18:01
I ordered dinner to be picked up at Angelo's. If you plan on running errands, stop there at 19:25.
SH
Read at 18:03
Fantastic
Thanks
Sent at 18:03
I detect a bit of sarcasm in your text.
SH
Read at 18:04
Harrow
To
Enford
Sent at 18:05
Mrs. Hudson is running down to the pastry shop down the street.
SH
Read at 18:08
To pick up cake?
Sent at 18:08
Yes.
Unless you would like to request something different.
SH
Read at 18:09
Tell her that's nice, but not to bother
Sent at 18:11
Too late; she's already left.
SH
Read at 18:12
I'm taking a cab to the Tesco
Angelo's after
Sent at 18:13
Good. I'll see you in an hour.
SH
Read at 18:13
Wait
Why did you try baking?
You, of all people, are the least inclined to throw on some heat-protective mitts in the name of leavened bread and icing
What is going on?
Sent at 18:17
It is your birthday, is it not?
SH
Read at 18:18
Yeah
You remembered?
Sent at 18:19
Why is it that you always insist upon asking pointless and idiotic questions?
SH
Read at 18:21
Don't ruin the moment
Sent at 18:21
Are we having "a moment"? I didn't realise.
SH
Read at 18:22
Stop being a dick for a moment so that I can appreciate this rare sentimental gesture of yours
Sent at 18:23
It isn't sentiment.
SH
Read at 18:23
You baked me a cake
Sent at 18:24
Correction: I attempted to bake a cake.
SH
Read at 18:25
You baked me my favourite type of cake
You remembered what my favourite kind of cake is
You never remember pointless shite like that
Sent at 18:27
Yes
Well
It's your birthday.
SH
Read at 18:30
So?
Sent at 18:30
So if I hadn't recognised it somehow, Mrs. Hudson would have boxed my ears.
SH
Read at 18:31
Did she remind you that my birthday was today? Or did you remember?
Sent at 18:33
I am not obligated to answer such a question.
SH
Read at 18:35
You remembered, you smug bastard
Sent at 18:36
So I did.
SH
Read at 18:36
When I get home, I'm hugging you
Sent at 18:37
Don't.
SH
Read at 18:37
I was a soldier, Sherlock
I am a master at the art of stealth attacks
Sent at 18:38
People will talk.
SH
Read at 18:38
You've never cared about that
Sent at 18:39
Don't you have dish detergent to buy?
SH
Read at 18:39
And dinner to pick up
Did you get me lasagne and prosciutto asparagus?
Sent at 18:41
Of course; I'm not a simpleton.
SH
Read at 18:41
You even got me my favourite meal
Should I be expecting a card and chocolates on Valentine's Day too?
Sent at 18:43
Shut up.
SH
Read at 18:43
I love you too, you twit
Sent at 18:44
A joyous natal day to you, John.
SH
Read at 18:47
"Happy Birthday" would have been just as good
I'll see you in a bit
Sent at 18:49
One hour.
SH
Read at 18:49
You'd better apologise to Mrs. Hudson, too
And thank her for me
Sent at 18:50
No promises.
SH
Read at 18:50
Please? For me?
Sent at 18:51
Fine.
SH
Read at 18:51
I'm really starting to like my birthday
Sent at 18:52
19:28
Where are you?
SH
Read at 19:30
On my way home
I'm about to hail a cab
Sent at 19:32
Have you gone to the Tesco yet?
SH
Read at 19:32
Yeah. Why?
Sent at 19:34
We seem to have run out of milk.
SH
Read at 19:34
Fucking Christ
I should have known
Dammit Sherlock
Sent at 19:36
Don't forget it.
SH
Read at 19:37
I'm trying really hard to hate you right now
Sent at 19:39
I used the milk to bake your cake.
SH
Read at 19:40
Fine
I'll get more milk
Sent at 19:43
Fifteen minutes, John.
I'll see you soon.
SH
Read at 19:44
Right
Cheers
Sent at 19:45
