Tumblr anon: Baby Watson's First Case
It was a bright, cheerful red. Not pink, not yellow; there were no cartoon characters on it, or flowers, or cute baby animals.
It was red. Solid, blindingly bright, red.
"You'll never lose track of it," Molly pronounced as the gift was unwrapped.
Mary blinked. "True enough." She seemed mesemerized by the small case Sherlock had bought for Izzy's second birthday.
She and Molly both looked carefully to see what the toddler in question thought of the unusual gift; she was staring just as hard as her mother and Aunt Molly had been, but the expression on her face was one of pure joy as she turned and hurled herself into 'Unca Lock's' arms. "Thank you! she shrieked at the top of her lungs, causing every adult in the room — John, Mary, Sherlock and Molly — to wince. Molly spared a worried glance at the baby monitor, relieved when not even a peep came out to indicate Izzy had woken the napping twins.
Afterwards, when she and Sherlock had said good-bye to the Watsons, she gave her husband a quizzical look. "Why a suitcase, Sherlock? John and Mary insist they have no plans to travel anytime soon."
Sherlock shrugged. "Isn't it obvious? She's outgrowing the need for a diaper bag, and spends at least three nigths a month here, so she needs a case to keep her belongings in."
"And why the bright red?" Molly asked, knowing there had to be more to it than that.
Sherlock gave her a sheepish look before pulling her to him for a warm hug. "Well," he mumbled, "she might have seen it at Harrods when I took her there the other day."
Molly pulled back and gave him a suspicious look. "The other day? When you volunteered to take Izzy for a walk to the park? You went to Harrods? Why?"
The sheepish look turned entirely guilty and Molly thought she heard him say someting about the case only being a two before she swatted him on the arm and proceeded to harrangue him for taking Izzy on a case without John as he'd long since promised.
Mary and John were going to get an earful just as soon as she saw them again…and then Sherlock would be the one getting the earful.
Yes, Izzy was walking and talking, but honestly, she was only half-way potty trained!