drabble request from emotional-context on Tumblr: "You're competitive and so am I, and it's going to lead to a fight." This prompt has allowed my inner chemistry nerd to emerge! Teen!Lock.
The science fair was quickly approaching and it was no secret that Sherlock Holmes preferred to work with Molly Hooper. She was, in his words, 'the most competent person' in the class aside from himself.
"We should do an acid base catalysis," Molly suggested.
"We want to win, Molly, that's child's play," Sherlock scoffed.
"Oh? Then what's your idea, tall, dark and broody?" Molly countered.
"Obviously, we should do an experiment to determine the empirical formula of potassium chlorate through thermal decomposition," Sherlock insisted.
"I thought we wanted to win, Sherlock," Molly snorted. "Besides, my idea is far better suited."
"Look, Molly, you're competitive and so am I, and it's going to lead to a fight," Sherlock sighed.
"You're right," Molly conceded. "We need to be on the same page." A moment of silence passed between them.
"Your idea's not so bad," Sherlock admitted.
"I do like yours better," Molly confessed. And with that, they agreed to go with his idea.
"Here, type this information into my phone," Sherlock requested. Molly turned it on but was stumped by his password.
"I don't know the password," Molly told him. Sherlock smirked as he typed it in and Molly watched as he did it. He was typing in element symbols: Molybdenum, Lithium, Holmium, Oxygen, Phosphorus and Erbium. She gasped at what the elements' abbreviations spelled out.
MoLiHoOPEr
This was going to be a exceptional year.