Disclaimer: I own nothing, and only borrowed these characters for a little while.


Sherlock stared at the representation of a stegosaurus.

He had left the mind palace last week to discover a certain little girl had climbed onto his shoulders, hands merrily tugging at his hair. It was only after disengaging her from his head and placing her on his lap that he had discovered that she had adorned his shirt with a number of prehistoric animal stickers.

And it would appear that he had been remiss in disposing of one. Peeling it from his shirt, he marvelled that it had managed to survive the dry cleaning. It was quite an impressive adhesive.

Adhesive...

"Gerrard! Arrest the seamstress's nephew!"


Next Chapter: Finding Nemo.