The duo arrived at the Shad Sanderson Bank. Ermergerd-Lock was the first to walk through the revolving door. Actually, he walked around a few times before Jawn got in with him and dragged him out. And crap on a cracker! The interior was pretty and it reminded Jawn of how poor he was.
"When you said we were going to the bank… I kind of thought not this?" Jawn muttered while Ermergerd-Lock got onto the escalator.
Jawn jumped on behind him and looked around. This was, like, the headquarters of the bank. If Jawn had hoped to get some money here from Ermergerd-Lock's card, he was sorely mistaken. Ermergerd-Lock was thinking about how he'd steal from here. The security had a swipy swipy card thing to open glass barrier gates. Smashing the glass would be easier than screwing about with the technology. ERMERGERD-LOCK SMASH!
When they reached the top, Ermergerd-Lock walked up to the reception. Jawn joined him and looked over at the receptionist.
"Ermergerd-Lock Better-Homes," the detective said.
The receptionist nodded and typed the name into the computer. Jawn, feeling lucky, decided to take a chance. He hit on everyone, regardless of the situation. Except Minivan. He didn't like the fact she doesn't like Ermergerd-Lock.
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes and looked at Ermergerd-Lock. "Head on through."
A bit of time later, the Baker Street Boys were standing in the office of Sebastian Yikes' office. He walked in and grinned at Ermergerd-Lock.
"Ermergerd-Lock Better-Homes," he said with with an American accent, typically associated with cowboys. He smiled and extending his hands to Ermergerd-Lock.
The detective forced a small smile. "Sebastian."
Sebastian grabbed lifted Ermergerd-Lock's hands up to his face and kissed the back of the detective's hands, to everyone's confusion.
"Howdy, buddy. How long's it been? Eight years since I last clapped eyes on ya?" the banker said.
Ermergerd-Lock tried to hide his hatred for Sebastian, but to no avail. "This," he all but spat while gesturing to Jawn, "is my friend, Jawn Wats-Off."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow and smirked a little. "Friend?"
"Colleague," Jawn clarified, giving Ermergerd-Lock an irritated look.
"Riiiiight," Sebastian said with a wink. Sebastian scratched his neck and Ermerged-Lock peered at the bankers watch. "Well, take a seat! D'ya need anythin'? Coffee, water?"
Ermergerd-Lock shook his head and Jawn said "no."
"No?" Sebastian said and looked up to the doorway where his secretary had magically transported to. "We're all sorted, thanks."
As the secretary walked out, Jawn spun around. "Hey, gorgeous," he called.
But the woman continued to walk, thinking Jawn had spoken to Ermergerd-Lock. Sebastian sat down at his desk and the Baker Street Boys (BSB) sat down on the opposite side.
"So, you're doing well. You've been abroad a lot," Ermergerd-Lock said in a formal tone, the most formal Jawn had ever heard.
"Well, some," Sebastian said with a smile.
Ermergerd-Lock raised an eyebrow. "Flying all the way round the world twice in a month?"
Jawn frowned in confusion while Sebastian started to laugh and point at Ermergerd-Lock as though this was the circus. "You're doin' that thang!" He looked over at Jawn and smiled. "We were at uni together, he an' I. This guy, he did this trick."
"It's not a trick," Ermergerd-Lock muttered to himself.
Sebastian ignored him and continued talking to Jawn. "He could look at ya and tell your entire life story."
"Yes, I know. We've solved crimes together, been colleagues for a while. He did the same to me. I don't know why you're telling me any of this," Jawn said before looking at Ermergerd-Lock with confusion. "Why is he saying this?"
As Ermergerd-Lock gave a half-hearted shrug at Jawn, Sebastian continued. "Put the wind up everybody. We hated him!"
The detective looked away, biting his lip as he felt tears welling. Yeah, everyone hated him when he was there. Of course, living with Mycroft Better-Homes for most of his life really fucked shit up when uni happened. He didn't know how to make friends, and, as such, he was alone for most of it, getting bullied by the other kids who called him names. Sticks and stones may break his bones, but words create unhealable scars that stayed with him forever.
"You'd come down to breakfast in the Formal Hall," Sebastian continued, "an' this freak would know you'd had the sex the previous night."
"I-I simply observed," Ermergerd-Lock managed out.
Sebastian smiled and crossed his arms while leaning back in his chair. "Come on, then! Two trips in a month, flyin' around the world- you're spot on. How'd ya know?" Ermergerd-Lock opened his mouth to say something when Sebastian cut him off. "You're gonna tell me there was, um, a stain on my tie from some special kind of ketchup you can only buy in Manhattan."
Jawn smiled. That's exactly what Ermergerd-Lock would say. He had no idea how much pain was going on in Ermergerd-Lock at that very moment. No-one did.
"No, I-"
"Maybe it was the mud on my shoes!" Sebastian guffawed for a few moments and sighed, looking at Ermergerd-Lock.
There was a pause before Ermergerd-Lock opened his mouth. "I was just chatting with your secretary outside. She told me."
Jawn was confused as to why it was such an ordinary explanation for Ermergerd-Lock. Lil bitch should keep his opinions to himself.
Sebastian laughed humorously and Ermergerd-Lock smiled back in the same fashion.
"Anyway," Sebastian started after another small pause, very seriously, "I'm glad you could make it over. We've had a break-in."
BSB and Sebastian Yikes walked across the trading floor and towards another door.
"Sir William was the bank's former Chairman. His office has been left here like a memorial. But, someone broke in last night," Sebastian unlocked the door using his security card.
"What did they steal?" Jawn asked.
Sebastian shrugged and opened the door. "Nothin'. They just left a little message for us."
There was a large portrait hung up behind a large desk in the room. The portrait was of the late Sir William Shat. On the left of the portrait, on the wall, some arse had tagged graffiti in yellow paint. It looked somewhat like the letter eight… I mean number eight. The number eight is not a letter and does not fit in between the letter 'L' and the letter 'M'. Under no circumstances may you add '8' between 'L' and 'M'. At least, that's what the Government doesn't want you to do…
Anyway, the number eight was tagged on the wall, except it was modified. The top of the eight was flat and didn't touch the other side, like, it was open. Does this make any sense? It probably doesn't. Like, this is the letter number 8. Imagine the top bit flat and sticky uppy a bit.
But that wasn't the end of it (well, that was the end of the 8). The portrait had yellow paint across the eyes in a single, horizontal line. The paint has run down the face a bit. Jawn actually thought it looked pretty darn fabulous!
Sebastian walked towards the desk and stepped aside so the BSB could check out the graffiti. He looked over at Ermergerd-Lock and bit his lip, anticipating what Ermergerd-Lock would say. But the detective stood, fixated on the graffiti.
A/N: Hey, darling reader!
Well, the plan at the moment is to post one, maybe two, chapters a day. A Study in Pink was posted within a few days and I'm gonna stretch it out a bit so that way everyone has a chance to read and catch up and, let's be honest, who doesn't love getting e-mails telling them that a story has been posted?
I hope you enjoyed this part, I'm starting to get into this. If you have any suggestions or want to see something made fun of, let me know.
Actually, I do need some specific help. In TBB, Sherlock/Ermergerd-Lock does that dancy thing when he's trying to figure out who the message was for, I was gonna get him to listen to a song to go with the whole thing. I flicked through my iPod and ruled out 'Fancy' by Iggy Azalea and 'Barbra Streisand' by Duck Sauce, but I was thinking about the 'Kim Possible' theme song. I dunno. Just a little extra humour thing that Ermergerd-Lock puts some music in for concentrating. I think I called it his favourite investigation song. I was hoping for something upbeat, sort of jumpy song. I compared Ermergerd-Lock to a crab and I kind of wanted something to play on that. That's why I was thinking of the above songs (Kim Possible, mainly for hilarity).
Unfortunately, I'm not really a fan of mainstream music and I don't really listen to that sort of stuff so I'm pretty stumped.
So, any ideas would be fabulous!
Much thank!
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