What do I do? What do I do? She will be home soon and everything is a mess, the kitchen is covered in flour and a very bad cake. The decorations are terrible, popped balloons and papers from the cases everywhere! She is going to hate me, I was only trying to make her birthday special but it all went up in smoke. AND I HAVE LOST CLYDE! Can this get much worse?
"Sherlock! I'm home"
Shit, this is not going to end well. What to do, what to do! I will. Distract her? No she'd notice. Hide... no, I'm not five. Run…
Her footsteps getting closer with every click of her high heels.
Running's good, I'll do that.
Sherlock drops the Wisk in his right hand and sprints towards the stairs, he runs all the way up to the roof and stays there.1 minute 32seconds later, "SHERLOCK BLOODY HOLMES!"
Ok, just sit here by the bees and pretend that somebody broke into the Brownstone and had a very bad party while I was here not hearing anything. When did I become an idiot? Oh look, I found Clyde.
Joan Watson stomps onto the roof and heads straight for him, she stands there next to him waiting for him to look up. Arms crossed and an angry look on her face tells Holmes that he should have ran.
"Watson" he looks up "I heard you yell, something wrong?"
"Yes Sherlock, would you like to explain what the hell did you do to the living room and kitchen?"
"Right, that was trying to prepare a... surprise for you but umm it may have failed"
She kneels down and looks him in the eye.
"That's sweet Sherlock, but you didn't have to do that. If I get to come home to you then it will be a good day, no need for surprises"
Did she really just say that?
"Sherlock, say something or better yet" she stands up and points to the door "go clean up that mess"
He didn't argue, he just got up and went to clean up that mess.