I'm not smart, but I like to observe. Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why.

William Hazlitt

"John!"

"Bloody hell, Sherlock, what do you want from me at three in the morning?"

"Pen."

John tossed him one that was lying on the detective's desk and went back to bed. About fifteen minutes later, he heard Sherlock calling him again.

"What is it now?" John asked, glaring at his flatmate who continued staring out the window incomprehensibly.

Sherlock turned around and John noticed his face was slightly red.

"Um, John, could you get me some of that...food you bought earlier today?"

"Why can't you go get it yourself? And what do you mean by food? You know how much I bought today."

"Um, you know, those red things you bought. Round shaped? Shiny? The sweet ones?"

"An apple?"

"Yes! Precisely! An apple! Finally!"

Sherlock rushed past John and into the kitchen, where he promptly poked through an unpacked bag of groceries until he found a glistening red apple.

John stared for a few seconds and closed his eyes momentarily.

"You deleted apples."

"Of course I did. All fruit, in fact, for that case we had over a month ago."

"Did you delete anything else stupid?" asked John, remembering other incidents where Sherlock deleting something had lead to disastrous results, such as when he had deleted table manners and forgotten how to count money.

Sherlock took a slow bite of his apple.

"I just may have deleted the name of that incredibly annoying brother of mine," he replied, walking calmly out of the room.

Okay, that wasn't that bad. I read this one in a headcanon, but I'll probably use some ideas I already have, and some random words in books for the future if I choose to continue this. Thanks for reading this, and please review and tell me what you think or if you have any ideas!

UPDATE- Just want to say that if you have just found this and have formed an opinion that this chapter, and the story as a whole, is crappy, I strongly urge you to take a look at the newest chapter, whatever it may be, and then form your opinion of this story by reading that instead. I promise you, I will get better at writing over time, and I don't think it is quite fair to judge me solely on my oldest, and frankly speaking, worst work. I will find out what this fandom likes. What my readers like. And by the time I hit that complete button, I will have written things ten times as better as this.

So go and have a look at my latest chapter! Couldn't hurt, right?