Men. They thought so very highly about themselves. Whether it was her husband who thought that he could convince his body to forego its need for sleep, her eldest who had a control-streak the size of the universe, or her adorable youngest who seemed convinced that he could never be wrong, all three men of her life had some issue pertaining to their perceived invulnerability.

And her? Well, they all loved her, of course, but they didn't seem to realize how much power she wielded in HER household. Unlike them, she favoured more subtle methods of control, such as manipulation and conditioning.

As such, it was for a very good reason that she had a completely secret black book hidden in the double-bottom of her underwear drawer. One that she regularly updated, and to which she regularly referred to when using its information.

Yet it still baffled her to see how amazing geniuses such as the ones she lived with could be remarkably obtuse when they cared to.

Seriously! Why did no one realize that she conveniently let Mycroft enforce his sleeping schedule unto the whole household by cutting off all electricity in the house when he judged it appropriate? And why had no one commented upon the fact that cute little Sherlock's more destructive experiments always happened to be witnessed by his older brother? And what about the fact that handsome Daddy Holmes always seemed to pinpoint glaring holes in the youngest's reasoning without even thinking about it?

Did they think it was all a coincidence? That they just happened to be at the right place at the right time?

The Holmes matriarch let out a derisive snort at that ridiculous thought. It should have been obvious that SHE was the one who had shown Mycroft most of what he knew about electricity, with that specific goal in mind. The boys should also have understood that the layout of the rooms SHE had organized was arranged in order to have Mycroft pass in front of his brother's haunts as often as possible. And how could they have missed the fact that SHE always managed to mention the current subject of Sherlock's experiments in her various conversations with her husband, thus giving him time to subconsciously think about any possible flaws in them before he was even faced with the result?

Mummy Holmes smiled secretively as she watched her family eating dinner around her. Knowing her boys, they had probably chalked it up to it being some sort of phenomenon caused by their subconscious in order to remove all disturbances from their environment.

Ah, men!


So here's the latest installment of my series concerning the Holmes household. And Mummy Holmes is ruling it with an invisible iron fist :) Makes me laugh that none of the boys seem to realize it, haha!

Tell me what you thought again, or what you'd like to see and I'll find something to do with it! Because seriously, some of you seem to have wonderful ideas ^.^

I look forward to knowing your opinion about this one :)