AN: So, after posting a couple of one-shots, I've decided to post another chapter-story which has been sitting on paper & my hard drive for what feels like forever.

This is a songfic to Milow's „You and me".

After hearing it once again, I got inspired due to a Johnlock story written by Littlebirdlikestosing.

Check her "Shrinking John" story out. I really really liked it :) (And I've just realized that it's been deleted as well as her profile :( Still, credit goes to her for inspiring me to write this.)

Summary: Sherlock and John grow closer due to Sherlock's experiments which follow the lyrics.

Just so you know: I'm not a native speaker, this is only my general knowledge of the English language, including watching TV series in English and school English. Any mistakes are made of my laziness (& stupidity) to check it and I would be glad if you could point them out, so I can correct them.

I don't own anything, I don't make profit from this, it's just for fun.

Oh, another thing: These chapters don't necessarily follow directly after one another. Now, onto the story. Have fun reading & tell me what you think :)


Chapter 1:

I wish you smelled a little funny
Not just funny really bad
We could roam the streets forever
Just like cats but we'd never stray

John heard a loud bang coming from the kitchen and fell out of bed. -The hell...?-

„Sherlock! I told you a million times not to blow up the flat!"

„The flat is perfectly fine, John. Except for my experiment."

„Oh for God's sake!" He hurried down the stairs into the kitchen to see... nothing.

„Sherlock? . ?" John asked through gritted teeth.

„I was merely testing the outcome of a mixing of chemicals. Would you mind opening the window in our living room?"

John hadn't really dared to breathe yet but he was running out of air and so he inhaled... and almost choked from the smell of the chemical cloud.

„Oh my god." He started coughing and held one hand in front of his mouth, but to no avail. It took all his will power to reach the window and open it before collapsing on the floor.

„Sherlock, what the hell is this smell? What did explode in our kitchen on our kitchen table that we use to eat from?"

„As I said, I was mixing two chemicals which shouldn't have reacted the way they did now. Maybe one sample was contaminated. Anyways, the smell will go away eventually and the air in here will clear in exactly 10.5 minutes. Now would you please get dressed? Or would you like your next blog entry to be called „How to catch a cold by running around half-naked while Sherlock smoked out the kitchen"?"

John looked down on himself, realizing he only wore his boxers, so he quickly jogged upstairs, took a hot shower and got dressed. By the time he got downstairs again, he could see the kitchen again. Sherlock was still sitting there and as John took a closer step, a smell caught his nose.

„Umm, Sherlock... Aren't you going to take a shower as well? You smell really bad."

Sherlock just made a growling noise and stalked by John to take a shower himself.

As Sherlock emerged from his bedroom, now fully dressed, John saw that grin on his flatmate's face that said „We've got a case" and it turned out he was able to read the git's grins like nobody else, except for Mycroft maybe, even if Sherlock would never admit it.

So John put his jacket on as Sherlock ran downstairs to hail a cab and Sherlock was already seated, waiting for John as he came stumbling down the stairs.

As they arrived at the Yard, it was eerily quiet. They went to Lestrade's office without Anderson throwing his stupidity in Sherlock's face or Donovan nagging John for hanging out with Sherlock.

Sherlock simply entered Lestrade's office without knocking and saw the DI seated at his desk, hanging over a file that covered the desk completely. He hadn't heard the door open, so he didn't look up, too deep in thought, before Sherlock and John came closer.

„What is that horrible smell?" Lestrade looked up to see Sherlock already pacing while John stood by the shelf, leaning against the wall, simply nodding at him. „How did you get in here?" Lestrade looked incredibly confused.

„We cracked the lock and snuck in. Oh, and yesterday, we drugged you so you wouldn't notice." John chuckled quietly while Lestrade's eyes got wider with every word coming out of Sherlock's mouth. And Sherlock seemed dead serious about every single one of them.

„You're not serious here, are you?" Sherlock just stared at him, not saying anything while John tried his hardest not to burst into laughter.

„Okay, I'm not gonna dig deeper here, there's just one other thing I'd like to know. What is that smell?" Lestrade got up and sniffed his way around the room, suddenly turning up his nose as he came to stand next to Sherlock.

„Nothing against your deduction skills, Sherlock, but you smell awful." He sniffed further around the room. „As you do, John. Uagh, you both desperately need a shower or two."

They looked at each other, blurting out in unison: „We just took a shower!"

„Sherlock, why haven't we been able to get rid of the smell?"
He looked uncertain. „I don't know. It was an experiment! You're supposed to find out what happens by doing it!"

„Sherlock!" Lestrade stepped in between the two before John could jump him to show Sherlock what his bad days in the army had looked like.

„Anywho, we need you on this case, both of you. I'll text you with the address, please do not take a cab, I already feel sorry for him. And try to get this smell off you."

They left the Yard and went through the streets, the wind blowing, helping the smell drift away.

Sherlock had solved the case in one hour (it had been the sister's husband, how dull) and as soon as they had entered the flat, both of them went to their bedrooms, only mumbling a simple „Goodnight" and took showers of half an hour. In the end, their skins were red, but they'd gotten rid of the smell eventually before John drifted off to sleep while Sherlock's mind wouldn't shut up, so he was awake all night.


AN: So, this was the first chapter, overall it's going to be 7. I'm trying to upload this once a week, depends on my working schedule.

Do let me know what you think.

See you,

Love, xxx

SoDamnSherlocked