Chapter 8

"So, how's the wedding?" Harry asked Sherlock, who had just entered the Black Prince, a pub which Dean Baker and his thugs often stayed at.

Eggsy never said he knew Dean, and the thugs never dared to interrupt them, after what happened between Dean and Eggsy when the later invited his mom to come live with him. Since then, the Kingsman agents had frequented there.

"Tedious," Sherlock replied. "I left after playing my song for John's dance."

"I think you're just afraid of losing your best friend to his bride," said Harry.

"Maybe," After a long time, Sherlock admitted, "but now that I have you and Hamish and Kingsman, I'm not afraid anymore."

"Good. We may have to go to a wedding soon."

"Another?" Sherlock inwardly groaned.

"Eggsy has the Swedish princess, Tilde, I think, as a girlfriend," Harry said quietly. "And it looks like they may get married."

"It's not that easy to impress a royal family," Sherlock argued. "I had dinner with the Queen and Mycroft once, and Mycroft was trying so hard to impress her."

"Roxy will help." Harry said with sure.

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, but said no more.

"Aren't you glad for him?" asked Harry.

"No," Sherlock said honestly. "I do not approve of sentiment."

"No?" Harry seemed to see otherwise.

"No."


The door opened, and two men stumbled in. They were Eggsy and Dean Baker. Eggsy was the first to recover, and he stood up only to see his colleagues. Dean, on the other hand, had difficulty in standing up. One of his thugs helped him up.

"Eggsy, I'm gonna…"

"Gonna what?" Sherlock smiled.

"Hit him!"

"Can you? If I remember quite correctly, Eggsy once hit you in the face with a pint of beer." Sherlock's smile broadened.

"How... how did you know?"

"I'm his colleague. He tells everyone in Kingsman tailor shop about you. A fascinating tale, I must say," Sherlock was now grinning feral.

"You… you son of a bitch!"

Sherlock's smile disappeared. "Watch your language, Dean Baker. I don't mind you cursing you, but it's too far to call my mother a bitch." He turned to Harry and Eggsy, "Let's go."


Sorry for not updating for soooooo long. Life *sighs*. Here's a mini chapter on what I think about Sherlock's relationship with John and Kingsman. He's living a double life, and Harry's the one who knows him best. being his uncle and boss at the same time. The chapter is also kind of a bridge between 3.1 and 3.3