AN- Hello my lovelies, I've got another chapter of this story in mind, if you want. But you have to tell me. I need reviews to make sure I'm going in the right place. *hint hint*
Don't touch my brothers.
"Sherlock, mummy told you to stay in the park, not go into the trees", a young, irritated Mycroft Holmes shouted over at an even younger Sherlock Holmes. Who just happened to be right on the edge of a patch if trees, collecting bugs for one of his 'experiments'.
"Actually, mummy said for me to stay within eye sight of you, not to stay in the park", a quit angry looking Sherlock replies from the other side of the park that was full of other children playing on the swings and climbing frame. Sherlock had just been about to catch a bug that he had been searching for for quite a while now. Looks like he still has to search for it again.
"Please Sherlok, can you just, for once do what a normal boy of your age would do, and go play on the swings or something", Mycroft pleaded at Sherlock, who just rolled his eyes, but made his way over to the park anyway. He sat on one of the many swings, and picked up a book from god knows where and started reading.
Sherlock read for quite some time. No one bothering him, not even Mycroft, who had also picked up his book and was sat on a bench nearby reading too. Until Sherlock heard some raised voices on the other side of the climbing frame, Sherlock, being Sherlock, was naturally curious and decided to make his way over, towards the comotion. He knew that it was neither some parents having an angry discussion or even adults before he even got to the climbing frame. It was just some older boys being bullies. By the time Sherlock had reached the right side of the climbing frame, the bullies had managed to push a younger boy, about Sherlock's age - maybe older - with dirty blonde hair, to the ground. Sherlock wouldn't have normally done anything, but he even surprised himself as well as the bullies when he called out.
"Hey, stop it. Or at least pick on someone your own size", Sherlock said, with his head raised, looking directly at the older boys. The boys just stopped pestering the other boy and turned to look at Sherlock, who had gone even paler than what he normally is. That was when he realised he should have told Mycroft where he went, who was probably looking for him now. The bullies turned to Sherlock with mixed anger and confusion at being interrupted, one raised his fist, as if to punch the younger Holmes boy, but before sphe could even think about letting it fall, another fist came from nowhere and punched the bully square in the jaw.
"If any one off you even think about touching any of my brothers again", a very very angry brother, also known as Mycroft Holmes, said unbelievably calmly - making it sound even scarier, even coming from a young boy - as he helped the blond haired boy up off the growing. The bullies just looked at each other and ran away, very quickly, looking behind their shoulders very now and then, checking to make sure the weren't being chased.
AN2- Yes Mycroft did prettynmuch say he's got two brothers, but to stop confusion. Sherlock is Mycroft's only brother.