I just got this idea for Sherlock, John, and Mycroft to meet for tea right before Season 2, episode 3. It's because John's birthday was a week previous, and Mycroft didn't send him anything. So, Sherlock enforced a luncheon where Mycroft would treat XD Enjoy!
"Brother," Sherlock greeted with a sharp look in his bright eyes. Mycroft was already seated in the cafe, three menus set out in place of each seat and three cups of tea beside them. "How kind of you to celebrate John's belated birthday!"
Mycroft nodded almost bitterly with a dry smile. "Of course, it was my pleasure," He turned his chin toward John and sat up a little straighter. "I only wish I had remembered earlier. The tidal-wave in Li-" He cut himself short. "I mean, certain arrangements made my week quite busy."
John nodded with a cheerful smile. "Well, I'm glad you remembered at all! It seemed like Mrs. Hudson, Sherlock, and Molly were the only people who acknowledge that I was even born," They both laughed, and Sherlock gave him a look.
"Lestrade wished you a happy birthday,"
"You reminded Lestrade," John argued as he added, "Sherlock,"
Sherlock huffed impatiently and hopped into the seat opposite to Mycroft, gesturing to the seat beside him for John. John removed his jacket, feeling much warmer inside the comfy restaurant, and tucked it around the arms of his chair. He smiled at Mycroft rather awkwardly, feeling as though they were a bit too close, but he compensated by picking up the menu. He nearly gasped when he realized how expensive the establishment was.
"Is that-"
Mycroft gave him a pitying smile. "Yes, it's the lunch menu." It was almost adorable that John had never spent more than ten dollars on lunch before. Mycroft could clearly see why Sherlock brought him along everywhere he went. "Just disregard the prices," He tried to soothe his brother's friend, who seemed to be paling at the prices.
"But I-"
"Just," Sherlock gave him an intense look. "Knock off the cat." His lips curled up bitterly.
Mycroft tossed his menu onto the table softly and crossed his arms angrily. "Sherlock, not again,"
John frowned between the both of them and started, "What-" He stopped, trying to prevent an argument, but the damage was already done. He might as well have kissed his peaceful belated-birthday lunch goodbye.
"It was my pet cat," Sherlock said with a roll of his eyes and he cocked his head toward John bluntly. "And Mycroft wanted to buy me a birthday gift, which I didn't want, and sold the cat to get the money."
The older brother sat froward challengingly. "I thought it was a stray, Sherlock, and I've told you that a million times-"
"23,"
Mycroft huffed. "The point of the matter is I didn't know it was yours! And I got you a really nice gift that year-"
"If you can call a book about German politics nice-"
"-you liked it at the time!"
"I didn't know you'd sold my cat at the time!"
"It was a stray, Sherlock! You found it beneath Mum's car and-"
"Tuna!" John nearly shouted, and both of the Holmes boys turned their heads at the now-standing John Watson. "I believe that I will have the Tuna with a side of chips and some fresh, broiled asparagus." John slapped the menu closed with a look of deep pleasure.
Mycroft recovered his debonair quickly: "Would you like an appetizer?"
John's grin of pride diminished as he went back to the menu to find the list of appetizers. He lifted it up to his face to read and was oblivious to the fact that Mycroft and Sherlock were tossing each other glares of loathing beyond the menu. His eyes traveled upward just a bit and they both smiled in his direction, Mycroft offering Sherlock the sugar for his tea which he took thankfully. John sighed and raised his eyebrows, returning to the menu.
This is going to be a long lunch, John thought as he considered the choices of appetizers.
Not finished! Please suggest things to happen :) I think I might just be able to get five chapters off of this plot idea! Please please please please please review! I don't mean to sound desperate but I kinda am XD