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"And the sixth person to sing is…"

'Molly!' Mrs. Hudson said.

'Forget it.' Molly said throwing her hands up in the air.

'Oh come on, Mol, what's the worse that can happen?' Lestrade said.

'Yes, you totally embarrassed yourself already…' Mycroft said sarcastically. Mary and Mrs. Hudson shot him an angry look.

Molly only seemed to be more nervous now 'it's not gonna happen, guys, can't we just skip me?' she said while crossing her arms.

Then Sherlock opened his mouth to say something and everyone knew that the pathologist was going to give in.

'I'm sure you'll do great, Molly.' He said, charming as ever.

Molly blushed, took a deep breath, rolled her eyes and then said with a sigh 'okay then…'

Everyone smiled and John raised a brow at the detective who gave him a quasi-innocent look in return.

'Okay, if I can't get you guys drunk, I'll get some alcohol in my own system.' Molly said, drinking another glass of whiskey far too quick.

'Molly, I don't think that's…' Lestrade started with a voice somewhere between being worried and being amused.

'Oh, shut up, Greg.' She said while taking John's laptop to pick a song.

Then she walked, a little out of balance, to the middle of the apartment, swallowed and then mumbled 'why am I doing this again?'

John pressed play and then she started singing, surprisingly confident.

Ooh, watching me, hanging by a string this time
Don't, easily climax of the perfect life
Ooh, watching me, go hanging by a string this time
Don't, easily a smile worth a hundred lies

If there's lessons to be learned
I'd rather get my jamming words in first, so
Tell you something that I've found
That the world's a better place when it's upside down, boy
If there's lessons to be learned
I'd rather get my jamming words in first, so
When your playing with desire
Don't come running to my place when it burns like fire, boy

Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah

When she'd stopped singing the confidence immediately faded, she blushed and became really self-conscious.

Everyone clapped, she'd deserved it.

'That was brilliant Molly, and pretty good actually.' John said.

Mary nodded 'yeah, you're never going to bail out karaoke again.' She said, while walking to the girl and giving her a hug.

Molly grinned, still blushing a bit.

Once she'd sat down Mrs. Hudson stood up.

'So… Only one person left.' She said, everyone looked at Sherlock.

'Do I still have to pick the paper out of the jar?' Mrs. Hudson said and Sherlock nodded.

'If it postpones having to sing then yes.'

Mrs. Hudson rolled her eyes but still walked to the jar.

She picked out the last paper and said for the last time

"And the last person to sing is…"

A/N:

Ugh I love Molly. Okay yeah I just had to say that, anyway, the song was Sweet About Me by Gabriella Cilmi. SHERLOCK'S NEXT how exciting. Do you want the chapter to be funny or beautiful. Comment aaahw for beautiful and haha for funny. BYE

PS. Do you maybe want a ship to happen in the last chapter? Yes? Then comment which one below (rather not Johnlock, sorry).