Sherlock: 11
Mycroft: 19
"What's the point of being in the water if you're not actually going to swim?" Mycroft asked his little brother who was laying on a beach lilo, flowing on the water. He had his sunglasses on.
They were in Hungary, at the Balaton, the country's lake. It was a family vacation, the boys on school break so the parents decided it's a good opportunity for them to have a little break from everything, to get the family together, since Mycroft was off learning in university.
"Leave me alone, I'm not fat, I don't need to swim." he answered. They were in the water, they parents was ahead of them, Mycroft swimming slowly to them while looking after Sherlock who layed on the lilo, all dry.
"You're going to get sunburned, Sherly." Mycroft said.
The younger didn't answered, just layed still looking up.
In the meantime they catch up with the olders.
"It's so good we're all here, having fun. It easier to bear this heat in the water, it would be a nightmare back at the estate." Mrs. Holmes said happily.
"Yes Mummy" Mycroft agreed.
"I was fine back there you know." Sherlock answered.
"What did you just said?" Mr. Holmes asked.
"I'm so glad we're here, too" Sherlock answered cinicly, and they could all guessed he just rolled his eyes behind those glasses.
Mycroft chuckled silently, but the younger noticed.
"What, you have a problem? Why don't you just go swim somewhere else? You need to loose weight anyway."
"Sherlock!" his mother warned him.
"Actually, I've lost a few pounds. I'm on this new diet, since you asked so kindly." he answered, swimming around Sherlock.
"You sure?" the younger asked. " You look like a pregnant woman, really. No wonder that girl left you."
"Oh really?" Mycroft asked with danger in his voice. He went to Sherlock's lilo, and was starting to climb on it.
"What are you doing, get off, we will flip over!" The younger yelled sitting up while Mycroft tried to get up at his feet. The older was about the lift his feet up, when the lilo flipped over, both of them falling into the water.
"Yo did not." Mycroft heard as he get out of underneath.
"You did not just do that." Sherlock said, his hair was wet, the sunglasses fell of.
"It was an accident, Sherly." he said happily
"You're going to pay for that!" the younger said and jumped at Mycroft, pushing him underwater. They both were underwater now, Sherlock was grabbing his shoulder and was pushing him down. Mycroft gently kicked him off, since he was stronger than his sibling, and went to get some air, but Sherlock grabbed him again, and bite his arm. He hissed and let his breath out. Sherlock sensed his victory, but just to be sure he kicked him and then swim up to the surface. Mycroft followed him up.
"You bit me!" he complained as soon as he got up.
"Too bad, you shouldn't have messed with me."
"You was insulting me!"
"I was telling the truth, it ain't my fault that you look like a cow!"
"Sherlock William Scott Holmes!" they heard Mr. Holmes and soon he appeared behind them. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Mycroft is being annoying!" he answered. "scold him, not me!"
"You insulted him first, you're going to apologise." Mr. Holmes said.
"No way." the younger insisted.
"Then get out of the water, and you're not allowed to come back until you apologised you're brother."
"Promise?" Sherlock asked back.
"Get out!" Mr. Holmes yelled.
"Yes, sir." Sherlock answered sadly, pulling his mattress behind himself as he left.
