So this is just a little one shot I wrote to my friend when I lost our notebook hoping she wouldn't be mad if I told her with Sherlock thrown in. (she laughed) it's pretty bad and a bit OOC. I'm American so if it's not written very brittishy don't getannoyed. If I owned Sherlock then I would be buisy writing the show not fan fiction. R&R. Hope you enjoy!


John came inside the flat to the sound of gun shots. He quickly ran up the stairs.

"what are you doing?!"

"bored."

Bang, bang

"Stop that! You know Mrs. Hudson hates when you shoot holes in her wall."

"I'm bored. I need a case."

Bang, bang, bang

"If you would stop for long enough then you would know that I have found a case for you."

"You did? What is it?"

"It's the case of the missing notebook."

"I'm about to shoot the wall again."

"Let me explain the case first. It's really good."

"Fine."

Thud

"Really Sherlock? Are you really going to hang off the back of the couch?"

"Do you really want me to shoot the wall again? That is what I thought. Go on with this story."

"The girl lost her best friend's notebook. The child is upset for all their notes to each other are in it."

"Dull."

"It gets better the last time she saw it was in a red bag at her dance rehearsal. She got home late and put all her things in a pink bag. The next day she went to the performance. The dressing room was small and crowded. She put her things on a chair, got ready, and went into the wings to watch her friends perform. After her dance, she returned to change."

"I hope that there is more to this story."

"Shut up and let me finish."

"If you insist."

"I do. The performance lasted from seven to 10:30 last Saturday evening. She was in the dressing room for about half an hour. Many girls came in and out of the room and most of the time there were no adults present. She got back home even later than the night before. The next morning she realized her friend's notebook was missing. She thought it was strange because her iPod touch was still in her bag. So what happened to her notebook?"

"I need to thing. Come back in ten minutes."

•••

"It's in the red bag!"

"All right Sherlock. Don't yell so loud I could hear you from the kitchen."

"She never took it out after the rehearsal. Which begs the question, who is this girl anyways? I don't work for unnamed clients. I prefer to only have mystery at one end of a case not both ends."

"A seventh grade girl who's worried that her best friend will be mad at her."

"Do you know this child's name."

"She prefers being unnamed."

"I won't help her then."

"Too late I'm emailing her your answer now."

"This is preposterous."

"At least you're not putting any more holes."