For codenamepenguin and our love for mayo sandwiches.
Anthea's stomach growled. It was 3:30 in the afternoon and she had completely forgotten about lunch. Mycroft had been irritable all day towards her. He didn't usually snarl at her, but today he did; even though she had patiently stayed beside him during the meeting with the Prime Minister, and helped him buy a present for his parent's anniversary.
She was filled with relief when they got back to the office and she finally managed to settle him down with his lunch, and silently make her escape to file paperwork
"You didn't eat lunch today, I know it's a habit from the old days, but when you are here, you should always eat something."
Startled, Anthea lifted her head and found Mycroft standing in the doorway holding a plate with a sandwich on it.
"I forgot," she replied hesitantly. "Time got away from me."
"I made you something," Mycroft said, gently laying the sandwich on the desk. "It's not fancy, but I hope you'll eat it."
Anthea examined the gift in surprise.
"A mayonnaise sandwich, "she whispered, looking up at Mycroft."I love mayonnaise sandwiches."
Mycroft nodded. "I know."
Anthea smiled, accepting the humble apology for his behavior. "It's been a long time since anyone's made me a mayo sandwich."
"Well then," Mycroft replied, "I shall have to do better."