My Brother's Keeper

by SimplyElymas

A series of one hundred word drabbles, featuring the less glamorous but more talented Holmes brother, Mycroft. There will eventually be one hundred of these, as it's written for the Story 100 comm on LJ.

10. Snow

It was too hot.

"Good Lord," whined Sherlock unbecomingly, "this temperature is simply unpatriotic."

Mycroft glared at his brother over the Bunsen burner. "And what do you want me to do about it?"

"I don't know," the boy retorted, rolling over on the settee. "Create snow, I suppose."

Mycroft smirked.

"Could we do that?" Sherlock rose, suddenly impish.

"I don't know," Mycroft said, grinning in spite of himself. "I've never tried." Sherlock reached for the burner.

To any boy attempting to create snow with a chemistry set, here is Mycroft Holmes's advice:

"Do not burn off your younger brother's eyebrows."