It was an unusually calm day or as Sherlock put it, boring. Bella was sitting on the couch with her laptop blogging and Sherlock was in the kitchen working on an experiment.
Suddenly, a ding was heard and Bella looked to see that her therapist had emailed her to see how she was doing. Bella quickly replied back with the latest cases that the two of them have had and the latest experiment that Sherlock had devoted himself to that from what Bella could tell, had something to do with a live octopus that he had named Alexander. (I'm just messing with one of my friend here. XD If you want to understand, then stop here and go read 'Sherlock, John and Octopus' by cocoamebuns. It's a really short story that she wrote.) She left out telling her about how every once and a while, Sherlock would come and snuggle next to her on the couch while she was watching crap telly though. She felt a little embarrassed about telling her about it even though it was her therapist.
Bella sent the email and looked up from the computer just in time to see Sherlock grab Alexander out of the large tank on the floor beside him. Sherlock looked at the creature for a moment or two before placing it on his head, getting his head and shirt wet. The octopus clung to his head easily as Sherlock clapped his hands together like he always did when he was thinking. He started mumbling to himself but Bella couldn't quite hear. Sherlock quickly started to write something down in a notebook while still occasionally mumbling something under his breath. Alexander was still clinging to his head, moving his arms to grab on to another spot to keep from falling off as Sherlock adjusted himself in his seat.
She was about to ask him what the bloody hell he was doing when the door to their flat opened and Mycroft stepped in.
"Hello, Bella. Is my brother home?" He said looking around the room.
"What do you want, Mycroft?" Sherlock asked, stepping out of the kitchen with Alexander still on his head.
"What the bloody hell is on your head?"
"It's an experiment now what do you want?" He said as he went sit in the seat next to Bella. She looked at the octopus and creepily enough, it looked back.
"Well," He began leaned back on the desk across from them. Bella kept staring at the octopus and he kept staring back. "There is going to be a ball in my honor and they want you to be there since you're my only living family."
"No. You know I don't go to balls or dances." He firmly stated. Bella had not taken her eyes off the octopus yet as it very slowly started to crawl down to Sherlock's shoulder but it didn't look like he cared.
"You don't have a choice, Sherlock. You have to go and you will need a date." Mycroft countered. Alexander was now fully on Sherlock's shoulder when one of his tentacles touched Bella's shoulder and just as slowly started to crawl to her shoulder as she kept staring.
"Where am I going to find a date?" Sherlock responded back, hoping that his brother would give up. Bella watched as the octopus that was now on her shoulder, start to crawl up to the top of her head. She could feel the strange feeling of the suction of his tentacles as he crawled and she could feel her cloths start to get wet as well.
"You have a pretty young lady sitting next to you right now. I'm sure she would be willing to go. Right, Bella?" And as he said that last thing, they both turned to her to find Alexander now on top of her head, looking like he was about to fall asleep there.
It was quiet for a long time as they watched as one of Alexander's arms came down in front of Bella's face started to swing back and forth like the little creature was trying to hypnotize her into falling asleep with him. And it was working. Bella started feel sleepy as she watched the arm go back and forth in front of her face.
Suddenly, Mycroft asked, "Why the hell do you have an octopus?" Sherlock sighed and got up from his seat.
"It's for knowledge. I wouldn't expect your slow brain to understand." He replied as he grabbed Alexander from Bella's head just before she was about to close her eyes, waking her from the creature's spell and walking back into the kitchen while placing Alexander back on his own head. "Fine, I'll go and Bella will be my date."
"Go where? Date to what?" Bella asked not having been paying attention because of the slippery creature.
"A ball. Here. Use this and make sure you and my brother get some nice cloths." He said as he handed her a credit card. "You can give it back at the ball."
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Bella and Sherlock were now finely dressed and sitting in a taxi, on their way to the ball. Sherlock kept messing with his tux that he was 'forced' to wear for this. As they got closer, Sherlock finally spoke.
"Mycroft doesn't want people to think that I 'have no life' so he wants us to pretend to be a couple. It's a simple ball so kissing isn't necessary but you will need to stay near me."
"I was planning on it. I'm not big on parties either Sherlock." She said as he paid the driver and they both got out of the car.
They walked up the grand stairs of the building and Bella grabbed his arm. Sherlock didn't mind, understanding that they would have to walk in like this so that his brother would get off him.
For the most part, he and Bella ushered off from one person to the next and the whole time Bella didn't let go of Sherlock's arm, not that he was complaining. It felt nice having her there next to him. Over the night, Mycroft still stayed on him but now it was because he hadn't danced at all but Sherlock managed to avoid having to do it. Finally, it was time go and they walked out, still hand in hand. After he hailed a cab, Bella let go of his hand and he felt a little empty without it there. Over the night, he had gotten use to it being there but once they got in the cab, Bella grabbed his hand again and leaned on his shoulder sleepily.
Once they got on their road, Bella was nearly asleep and Sherlock had to shake her to wake her up. They got up stairs and both simultaneously started to take off every annoying piece of clothing that they could take off in front of each other. Bella took off all of her jewelry and shoes and went to the kitchen sink to wash off her makeup, not wanting to wait to take it off properly in the bathroom. She reached for a towel and looked over to see that Alexander had somehow gotten out of his tank and was now on the counter beside her with a small towel on his head looking at her. She grabbed the towel and started to dry her face. She looked over to Sherlock, who had ripped off his jacket, tie, cufflinks, socks, and shoes and was now working on his belt as he headed to his room without saying a word.
"Hey, Sherlock! Aren't you going to put Alexander back in his tank?" She called but got no answer from behind the now closed door. She sighed and looked back at the octopus that apparently liked to stare at her like he was now. She walked up to the creature, picked him up, put him in his tank, and walked up the stairs to her own room to get out of her clothes and went to bed.
Sherlock on the other hand, was awake lying in his bed, thinking about his relationship with Bella. She is my only friend; she is a loyal friend at that too. She is the only person that I enjoyed being around. She is the only one that I hug or hold hands with willingly. Maybe I'm just over thinking on this. Friends do that kind of stuff all the time. I'm sure it's nothing but us becoming closer friends or something.
Just like for chapter 2, the idea for this one came out of know where in the middle of the night when I was trying so sleep. I get a lot of my idea like that. It's kinda weird. Well I wanted to tease my friend a little and I was actually the one came with the idea for the octopus but she was the one who named him so it's not copying idea's! :) It all started when we had some free time at school and I asked her to draw an octopus on my hand and it turned to her drawing a little anime looking octopus on John's head and then Sherlock's head.
Remember to review! i love read what you to say and I answer questions! Also I love Alexander and I'm thinking about keeping him in the story. Give me your opinion!