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