Hey! I'm going to try my hand at Johnlock so I guess we'll see how this goes? I promise it will get better as I keep writing

I own nothing and if I did, Johnlock would be even more canon than it already is.

This is set before Reichenbach, or after, but anyways, Sherlock is alive and he isn't a fraud. I mean he never was but… Just saying. Okay on with the story.

Sherlock: Will you pick up oranges? SH

John: Some people would say please. JW

Sherlock: Yes, I suppose they would. Oranges please. SH

John: How many? JW

Sherlock: about 67. SH

John: 67? What for? JW

Sherlock: Science, John. Science. SH

John: Fine. I will get you your oranges. JW

Anderson: Why am I on this text thread?

Sherlock: Damn, I started a group text again. I was preoccupied with this cadaver. My apologies. SH

Anderson: What?

Sherlock: God, even thru text your intelligence makes me want to shoot myself. SH

Anderson: Fine. Be mean.

Sherlock: I'm not being 'mean', Anderson, I'm being realistic and factual. SH

John: Boys. Play nice. JW

Anderson: Oh while you two are here, I thought I might ask you a question. Since you two are dating where would you recommend as a nice place for a first date?

Sherlock: "Wow, Anderson. You are so fun to talk to and completely not awkward at all" said no one ever. SH

John: Not a circus. JW

Sherlock: a circus perhaps. SH

John: Sherlock… JW

Sherlock: Yes, especially if there is a high probability of underground assassin activity. Maybe that way we would all be relieved of the burden which is your stupidity. SH

Anderson: Why are you so…mean?

Sherlock: Your vocabulary couldn't even feed a pet rock. SH

John: Why are we on group chat again? JW

Sherlock: Because I was distracted with a cadaver and your names are next to each other in my contacts. SH

John: But I'm under J and he's under A… JW

Sherlock: We were drunk last night and you changed your contact name to "baby/loverrrrxxxooo4294fygw" SH

Anderson: WHY AM I ON THIS TEXT.

John: Ah. Last night. I remember bits and pieces… JW

Sherlock: Probably why we were both dying of headaches today and the lights are still too bright… SH

John: I suppose it was worth it… ;) JW

Sherlock: Oh most definitely. SH

Anderson: Oh bloody hell.

Sherlock: Gotta run. The tea is boiling. PLEASE remember the oranges, love. SH

John: Anything for you! I'll be home asap. Maybe we can have a repeat of last night…but perhaps with less alcohol. ;) love you babe xxxooo

Anderson: I hate everything.

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-KA