Chapter 9
Sherlock woke from a slightly more peaceful sleep, Molly was already awake and rushing around, "Morning Sherlock!" she was all cheery again, "morning?" Sherlock replied a bit confused about why she was so happy. "Do you want anything to eat?" she asked, her voice was so chirpy for 7 in the morning. "I was thinking we could have pancakes or something special, if, if you want." There the chirpiness broke. "Molly?" asked Sherlock "Or we could have something else, or maybe a bacon sandwich?" Molly rambled on, "Molly?" "Or what about toast, just like normal." Molly continued to carry on speaking, there was defiantly something wrong "MOLLY!" yelled Sherlock. This time she stopped and just looked at him "yes Sherlock?" She said, there. "What's wrong?" Sherlock asked (finally) "Wrong? Nothing's wrong, why on earth would you say that?" she stammered and went back to rushing around the kitchen; Sherlock got up, slowly, and walked over. "Are you sureee?" he asked, behaving like a small child making sure something wasn't actually true, "Yes, I am. Please stop asking." Molly replied not looking up but at the cooker. "Okay," Sherlock said "can I ask what you're doing?" "Yes, you can ask that, I told you I'm making breakfast. " Molly said sternly. Sherlock got the message and sat back down.
2 hours later and Sherlock was bored. That was very bad, for both of them, and extremely bad for Molly as she had never experienced the endless shouts of "Molly! BORRREDDDD!" These occurred every few minutes and every time she gave him something to do, like a puzzle, it would be finished in less than a minutes and it would be back to the yells, how John put up with him it was unthinkable.
"Molly...!" called Sherlock "What now?" she yelled back, the usual answer came "Bored!" 'For goodness sake's it was like she was babysitting a toddler." She thought. When she walked through to the living room to find 1) Sherlock upside down and 2) attached to the roof." What the heck!" yelped Molly as she walked towards him, his face was all red but he was smiling and laughing "It's an experiment?" Sherlock hinted "Why?" Molly feared the next answer "Because I thought It would be interesting to find out what you're reaction to the 'bat' experiment would be." He said innocently, his face was a picture of happiness just like a child. Molly couldn't take him seriously at all and burst out laughing. When she got her breath back she asked "well… It's an interesting experiment, I'll give you that!" she laughed. Sherlock's curls were bobbing up and down as he laughed it was pure comedy. "How many times have you done the 'Bat' experiment?" She dared to ask "Oh, about 5 times, when I did it to see Mycroft's reaction it was hysterical!" Molly laughed as she imagined Sherlock hanging upside down in front of Mycroft. "So, do you like hanging upside down by a peg?" she asked "Well, it can be a bit annoying when you can't get back down, but otherwise, Yes!" he said, he was still smiling, Molly was glad. "Have you ever tried to hang upside down from the roof?" He asked "No, I haven't." Molly replied "You should." Sherlock urged "come on, try." He laughed "Okay fine." Molly agreed. She tucked her top into her jeans and climbed onto the counter "What do I do next?" she asked now confused on how to get up onto the roof "Well, you see the other peg next to me." Sherlock said "Yep." Molly said with caution "Oh, don't worry, I've tested it already." He reassured her "Okay," She said "what next?" "Well you see the small hole in the roof use that to climb over to the hook." "Alright." Said Molly as she stood up and grabbed hold of the gap and was hanging over the floor "Next you take your foot and swing it towards the hook, until it catches." "Are you sure that it's safe?" Molly asked "Oh yes, come on!" he said with glee as Molly nodded and swung her foot towards the hook. In no time her shoe caught the hook "Good, now just let go of the crack and drop," Sherlock instructed "Oh, you will swing a bit, but I'll steady you." He said. Molly sighed, "Three, two, one, Go!" she yelled and let go. Molly screamed as she swung into Sherlock, but Sherlock just laughed "You okay?" he asked once Molly had steadied herself "Yep." She said and looked over at Sherlock, his face was even more bright red than before ( a slightly pinkish colour as his face is normally so pale) it was hilarious, they both looked at each other, hanging upside down and burst out laughing, they laughed for something like five minutes until Sherlock said "I told you it was fun." He said, still laughing. "I agree!" laughed Molly. The pair laughed until they couldn't breathe, it was just too funny, Sherlock, red faced and curls bobbing up and down and Molly, not as red faced but her hair fell like a curtain around her face, swishing every time she moved, it once nearly hit Sherlock in the face. It seemed only minutes that they were hanging upside down, laughing and talking but mainly laughing, but they actually were up there for about 2 hours. For one thing neither knew how to get down, but neither wanted to, it was such fun. "Molly, what if we can't get down?" Sherlock laughed "Well, we'd have a bit of a problem there." Molly replied, currently she didn't care if they were stuck there so she hadn't really given it much thought.
Instead of thinking, Sherlock left his mind behind and relaxed, (upside down) he of course knew how to get down but why spoil it, he shut his brain off and just talked nonsense with Molly, it was great, Molly enjoyed his game and he enjoyed it too, " So… what now?" he asked "I've got an idea." Molly replied, and she began to swing back and forth, Sherlock followed. Back and forth they went until the whole room was filled with his and Molly's squeals of laughter "Ahhhh!" yelled Molly as she passed Sherlock " I can swing higher!" she called like a small child on a swing. "Bet you can't!" Sherlock called back and forced himself back even further. "Ha! Not winning not are you!" he called as she passed him "Not for long!" Molly called as she soared passed her head touching the roof. Molly had won; as much as Sherlock tried he couldn't get his head to touch the roof. They slowly came to a stop. Laughing as they steadied themselves. "Right, time to come down?" asked Sherlock seeing Molly's bright red face. "Okay." Molly said her head was getting a bit sore from the swinging "Do you know how?" she asked "yes, roughly," Sherlock replied. "I'll go first." And with that Sherlock curled up into a ball and reached towards the peg, to where he was attached and undone himself, still in a ball he fell to the floor, rolled over to the sofa and sat up "Are you alright?" Molly asked "Yes, perfectly." Sherlock replied, he was still grinning like the Cheshire cat "Are you ready?" he asked "Yes." Replied Molly, she was suddenly really nervous "Don't be nervous, I'll catch you." Said Sherlock "I promise." He said. Molly was relived and copied Sherlock, she untangled herself and dropped right into Sherlock's arms, as promised, "There I told you it would be okay." He smiled at her and she smiled back.
A.n I think this was my favourite chapter to write ever! Thanks for reading
