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About a week after making the deal for the flat, Baila lay sprawled out on the couch in her friend's living room- the only thing they had yet to put in the moving truck. Appa, the gargantuan ball of fur, sat beside her with his head on her lap. The exausted young woman wove her fingers into his fur, and her eyes drooped almost sleepily.
After a few moments of rest, Baila heard the ever so familiar jingle of house keys as the front door was unlocked. Without even cracking an eye open, she addressed the redhead stepping through the doorway.
"Hey Thalia, is Brian with you?"
"Yeah, I'm right here."
Baila grinned and jumped up, startling Appa awake. She ruffled his fur apologetically and he settled back to sleep. "Well then Superman," she joked, "lets get a move on!" He sighed melodramatically, and Thalia gave him a nudge towards the couch. "C'mon, I did all the rest!" Baila complained playfully. As he walked over to help, Baila woke Appa up again, shooing him off rhe couch. He huffed and went over to the corner to sulk. Baila made a pouty face at him before turning back. "Let's do this."
A few minutes later, Baila was slamming the door to the truck, the last of her belongings finally ready for transportation.
"Bae?" She turned around to see Thalia, her eyes full of concern. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yeah, im sure. I don't want to be the third wheel." She smiled reasurringly, and twirled a strand of hair around her forefinger. Thalia's look didnt go away, so she decided to change the subject. "Do you mind taking Appa with you in the truck? Im gonna ride my bike to the flat."
Thalia nodded. "We can do that."
"Thanks." Baila smiled, then headed to go get Appa from his corner inside. "C'mon boy, It's time to go." Appa looked up at her sadly, and she sat down beside him, scratching his ears and looking around one last time "I know, I'm gonna miss it here too buddy..."
Thalia was beginnig to grow concerned. Baila had been inside for almost fifteen minutes now, surely it shouldnt be taking that long? "Should I go see if she's okay?" She asked Brian worriedly.
"She'll be fine." He reassured her. "Look, here she comes now." Baila was striding towards them, Appa at her heels.
"Sorry about that. Appa was giving me trouble." She told them. Thalia could tell she was lying, but she didn't bring it up. Baila opened the passenger door and patted the seat, prompting her monsterous pet to hop up onto the seat. "Yip yip Appa."
Thalia couldn't help but laugh as Appa situated himself comfortably on the seat. "Bae, you've got issues," she shook her head as she and Brian joined Appa in the truck. "Beat you there!"
"I'd like to see you try, seeing as you don't know where we're going."
"Oh yeah..." Baila laughed lightly at her friend, heading to her motorcycle. She pulled her helmet on, kickstarted the vehicle, and zipped down the road, leading the truck along.
It took twenty minutes to get to Baker Street. Brian had done a good job at keeping up with Baila; They arrived at about the same time. She pulled off her helmet and looked up at the building she would now be calling home. She caught sight of a figure in the second story window looking down at them. They maintained eye contact for a moment, before she broke it to look over her friends who were jumping out of the truck.
"This it?" Thalia asked, looking up at the building herself. Baila looked back up at the window she had just seen Mr. Tall, Dark, and Watchy in.
"Yup." He wasnt there. Well what was she expecting? He probably had better things to do than stare at them out a window. She shook her head and strode up to the door, Appa catching up with her, and knocked loudly. The door opened, but it wasn't Ms. Hudson...The man that had answed the door was dirty blonde and one or two inches shorter than Baila. "Is Ms. Hudson here? I called her earlier to let her know I'd be here today." She asked politely.
"Ah! You must be Baila. She said you'd be coming. Sorry, she's out on an errand. She asked me to let you into your flat and give you your key." He smiled, handing her the key.
"Uh... Thanks... But, who are you then?" She asked, turning the brass thing over in her palm.
"Oh! I'm John. John Watson. I live in the flat upstairs with my friend Sherlock."
"Oh! It's so nice to meet you, John!" She beamed. "These are my friends, Thalia and Brian, and this," leaned down and ruffled Appa's fur, "is Appa."
"Lovely meeting you all." he greeted them, before turning back to Baila. "If you dont mind me asking, Your accent-" He was cut off by the man that Baila had seen earlier in the window as he came down the stairs.
"Is American. Come John, we can do introductions later," He scanned over the lot of them, looking like he was piecing together their life stories. His eyes locked with Baila's for a moment then slid away to look back at John. "We have a case to deal with." He flipped the colar of his trenchcoat up and pushed past us.
"Who was that?" Thalia asked John.
"That would be Sherlock. I'd better catch up with him. It was nice to meet you all." He said once again as he followed Sherlock out the door.
After a moment, Baila felt the need to reak the silence. "Well, they seemed nice." A burst of laughter broke free from the group as Baila made her way to her flat and unlocked the door into her new life.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter even though I know it wasnt too extremely interesting. I promise it will be picking up soon. Also, feel free to send me a message or leave a reviewto let me know what you think so far or how you think I did in writing John and Shrlock. Please let me know if they're a bit out of character, or if there's anything I can do to improve. Also, I plan on updating every Tuesday. just thought I'd let you know. Thanks for reading! :)