A/N: Thank you all so much for the lovely reviews on Day 1! I'm so glad it resonated with people.
From cnjwriter: The first snow of the season
Day 2: Snowflakes
Mycroft Holmes absolutely did not want to go outside. It was cold and damp and snowing, and no sensible human being would wish to venture out in such weather.
Sherlock Holmes, aged five years, eight months, and twenty days old, was not a sensible human being.
Sherlock wanted to go out into the freshly-falling snow to play, but Nanny was off for the weekend, and Mother was laid up in bed with a terrific headache. She had asked Mycroft to take care of his brother for the day, and Mycroft was no stranger to doing so, but with him there was a limit, and playing out in the should have, by all reason, been that limit.
Nevertheless, here he was, shivering and miserable as white fluff fell and Sherlock ran around in it, trying to catch as many flakes as possible in his mittened hands.
"Just — look," Sherlock called breathlessly, "at — these!" He turned to beam at his older brother, holding up his bespeckled hands. "Patterns! Different — patterns!"
Mycroft sighed. Having once been a young child himself, he had been fascinated with snowflakes as well. Always different designs, if one looked closely. Perhaps Sherlock's interest in the snow was less whimsical and more scientific after all —
Sherlock began to catch snowflakes on his tongue, laughing as he did so.
Well. So much for that.
A/N: It turns out that Wilson Bentley, the man responsible for our understanding of the uniqueness of snowflakes… would be younger than Sherlock Holmes by several years. He was the original master of snowflake photography, and he took his first snowflake photo in 1885. Yeah.
Anyhoo, it's tradition at this point for me to get in a Brothers Holmes story, and so much the better when I can make it Kidlock! And yes, Mycroft is a grumpy twelve-year-old, bless him.
Oh yes, and I've done this prompt twice before, actually: once with Mary and once with Watson! I get it, it's a lovely prompt; it's just funny that lightning has struck three times here and this third time I had to do something different.