December 3rd – Milk and Cookies
Sherlock dipped the chocolate chip cookie in the glass of milk. Ridiculous concept, he thought and took a bite out of it. It wasn't the milk and cookies for Santa, of course not. John had made absolutely sure, what would happen (and what wouldn't happen), if he touched those, but had John had had the decency to leave an extra glass and plate for him. It would hurt Emily's feelings, and that would make John upset too. Besides, Sherlock had taken a liking towards John's young niece, that every now and then sprinted through their apartment. She liked Sherlock as well, it would seem. She seemed interested enough in his experiments and for an 8 year old, she was very well-behaving. Sherlock smiled and walked from the dark kitchen and into his, their, bed room to curl up against John. Tomorrow John would be mad at him for leaving crumbs in the bed, Sherlock thought while he took another bite of the cookie, but for now John gratefully accepted the company of is flatmate.