Case 2: The Tescos Revolution~

Some few days after the "Ponzi Scheming Lightman" John Watson makes the mistake of going into Tescos on a Saturday afternoon.

Gets through the door, rounds a few aisles. Is whistling to himself,nerves set on edge, why he isn't sure.

Given that Tescos is not the very nicest of places to be found on Saturday afternoon, he still should not be so edgy. This is not "child-screaming-won't-shut-the-devil-up" anxiety, this is "Sherlock-Holmes-is-somewhere-doing-something-stupid" anxiety.

And then he is pulled down into a giant bin of stuffed animals, (apparently the supplier of said things having a large sale).

He struggles against the hands, against the horror that he could ,in fact, have lost his mind,and is imagining being abducted,and dragged into the abyss, by an oversized stuffed rabbit, when he feels the familiarty of said hands, and feels a harsh warm whisper against the side of his face:

"John, for God's sakes, stop all this thrashing, you are attracting the attention of the child to our right, aged 3 and 2.65 months, attends the Happy Heart East London Laundry and Daycare Services,-and we do NOT need that kind of attention right now."

John sinks into the great mound of magenta and lime faux fur.

"Alright, so you have FINALLY gone around the bend. I can actually say I am suprised it took so long, Sherlock."

"Don't be an idiot ,John. This is for a case."

"No, exactly!, you've resulted to deducing toddlers,and staking out in a large bin of stuffed bunnies!Next thing you know you'll be snatching a kid's action man ,for interrogation purposes!"

Sherlock smiles ,wistfully. A lime green faux feather from a stuffed duck has settled under his nose,and above his lip,like a ridiculous mustache. John chuckles and dusts it off.

"No, really, John. We are on a fabulous...this -this is a truly -absolutely fantastic!-"

"Spit it out already ,mate! I'm under the impression,that we are pressed for time!"

"This case, John! It's perfect! The workers of Tescos all across the country are going to be hosting one mass organized stick-up of their own store. Talk about going on strike!"

"Yeah, and you know this how?"

"The final piece to the puzzle I deduced when I stowed away aboard a delivery truck, coming to this store from Manchester!"

"Oh, so THAT'S where you were last night. Your supper got cold. So, I ate it. Come again?"

"What ,didn't you hear me? I stowed away on a delivery truck. They didn't even notice me hiding in the giant box of these dolls."

John blinks a few times. "So, you have intercepted a devious plot of the Tesco Chain Employees to overthrow their cruel retail masters, and make some kind of statement,and you plan to do what about it ,exactly?"

"Well, the thing about it,is they plan to host a mass burglary,and split the diffrences. There is strength in numbers?One or two employees stealing their store blind, narrows down arrests. Supposedly every employee of every store in the entire company doing it?Who to prosecute, right?"

"So, again, what are you going to do about this?And WHY are we in this bin of stuffed animals?"

"We are in this bin of stuffed animals, because this is the most strategic place for us to be. Also , it's comfy, admit it."

"Alright. Yeah, it is."

"And, I have evidence that this store is where the plan originated,and I know who is guilty, who is guilty by mere assosciation,and who was set up by their coworkers,and has nothing to do with the plan at all, not even prievious knowledge."

"And you are...?"

"Waiting for Lestrade to show up for his Saturday afternoon snack run,and spring the news on him, intercepting the bulglary before the chain-reaction-(really, no pun intended) even begins."

"How do you know Lestrade will show up in time?"

"Oh, because he always enters Tescos through the east facing door, at exaclty 13 hundred hours local time, and the bulglary is scheduled for 13:15."

"What if he's 15 minutes late?"

"He never is."

"You've been stalking Greg?"

"No, I've been...observing him...I have had reasons!Is there a problem?"

John is grinning like the cat that ate the canary. Rather looks that way, with a bright yellow faux feather stuck to his lips. Sherlock narrows his brows at him,and John laughs.

"You have been following him,to make sure he's alright, yeah?"

"Alright, yes I have! But to be fair, he has,on several occasions, done the same for me,and I am merely returning the favor."

"Or the affection..."

"Shut it, here he comes!"

Greg is walking by ,when he hears a clipped whispered, "NOW!"

And two sets of arms shoot out,and snatch him into the furry pit of despair.

Before he can even bemoan the loss of his sanity he hears Sherlock saying,

"Hello, Gavin, you are just in time to intercept what has been the best attempted burglary of the entire year so far!"

"He means 'Hello, Greg, sorry that we pulled you in a bin of stuffed rabbits and ducks, yes this is stupid,and a bit mental, but we have a legitimate reason...'..."John corrects.

Greg sighs, "Hello, boys,what have you got for me this time?..."