So I've had 1 favourite and three follows, I wasn't even expecting any reviews since this was honestly just a fan fic I done for fuun! hahah, but thank-you lovelie, means a great deal to me since this is my first 'published' fan fic and it's only a silly one X3
So I shall be doing one chapter in John's POV and then the next chapter in Sherlockitty's POV. But I hope you enjoy reading!
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Detective Meowstrade looked up from his precious Tuna, eyeing John Watkittens somewhat sceptically as he walked into his office.
"Meow Meow" Meowstrade asked, wondering why John was here by himself.
John sighed and padded towards the Detective's desk, his wide eyes taking in his surroundings trying to spot Sherlockitty's yarn ball.
"Meow meow meow" John replied sadly, explaining the situation to the Detective cat. John finished looking his around, looking at Meowstrade instead. Detective Meowstrade looked back at John and sighed. He hopped down from his chair and left his precious Milk and Tuna behind as he went on a search for Sherlockitty's Yarn Ball. He trotted out sided and bounded around, checking everyone's offices. After a few loud shrieks (John must remember to tell Sherlockitty how high pitched and girlish Snanderson shrieked) and some very alarming crashees, Meowstrade came trotting back in proudly, holding a Yarn Ball that appeared to be Sherlockitty's.
John meowed happily but after a closer look, he realised that it was not infact Sherlockitty's yarn ball, the wool count was too low to be his. Meowstrade frowned a little, putting the yarn ball down sadly. Meowstrade quickly forgot about his sadness when John Watkittens (the kind cat he was) put his tuna and milk in front of him. After John had meowed his thanks, he trotted out of the police office (obviously smirking at Snanderson). John got onto the streets of London, realising how late it was and that Sherlockitty would be wondering where he was. So John started to pace up and down, trying to brainstorm where Sherlockitty spends lots of his time. Suddenly John remembered the Kitty morgue and was soon bounding his way downtown to visit Molly Hoopurr. John couldn't wait to see Sherlockitty's face when he gave him his precious Yarn Ball back.