It had been a quiet day at Baker Street started out perfectly well and then very suddenly Moro and Dante were pulled from their baskets and placed into cat carriers by John and Sherlock. Moro yowled loudly in protest. "It's alright we're only going for a drive." John told them.
"Perhaps we should put them together." Sherlock suggested.
"They wouldn't fit comfortably though. Dante's a bit to big these days." They looked at the frightened looking male. Sherlock knew how to easily calm them down after securing the cages in the back seat John got into the drivers seat and Sherlock put on a bit of music.
Dante and Moro loved when Sherlock played just as much as John did. The drive was long and rather peaceful. They arrived at a new environment but Moro and Dante were not given the chance to explore. They were set away in a room with food and water for the night.
But not before Sherlock and John smiled at them and scratched them one last time behind the ears before leaving. Dante mewed and pawed at the door for over an hour but no one came for them.
Had John and Sherlock really given them up? Moro made Dante calm down trying to keep her hopes up that John and Sherlock would be back for them. They stayed in the room for a whole day and a half before someone came for them.
It was Mycroft. He put collars and leashes on both cats and led them through the house into a large garden. The garden was done up nicely and there were chairs set about on the lawn and people everywhere.
"Come on you two." Mycroft said as everyone started taking his or her seats. Moro and Dante sat in two chairs at the very front with Mycroft and Mrs. Holmes. Mrs. Hudson was there also and a few other people Moro and Dante remembered seeing come to Baker Street.
Sherlock appeared and then a few moments later so did John. They did some smiling and speaking. Shared a kiss and everyone started clapping. Moro being as clever as she ever was sat back on her hind legs a bit better and made a sort of clapping like movement.
Dante did the same. Sherlock and John smiled at them before stealing another kiss and heading back the way they had come. Dante jumped down after them and Moro simply followed after them.
"Did you really have to bring the cats along?" someone had asked.
"Yes. They're like our children in a way and they are very clever." John told the man.
Later that night when everyone had settled into bed Moro took the liberty of biting both her owners before kicking them and settling down.
"I think she's mad we made them worry." Sherlock said with a smiled.
"Go to bed Sherlock." John smiled.
"Night Dante, Night Moro."
Both mewed before snuggling deeper.
God could this get any sappier. I've been up far to long and the hot chocolate I had is only making me sleepier. Lets see what happens to the Queen of Baker Street.
