This is Easter Bonnet by me
Third of April. That is the date nearly easter. John had an idea. Put a Easter bonnet on Sherlock as he was sleeping and take a picture. He slowly walked into Sherlocks room, placed the hat on his head and got his phone out. The flash and shutter immediently Sherlock awoke and as soon as he realised what was on his head he screamed and threw it across the room. John could see sherlock curled up in a corner of his bed and tears rolling down his face. 'Sherlock? Sherlock whats wrong im sorry if i have startled you!' Only ten minutes later sherlock calmed down. He explained to John.
*FLASHBACK*
Sherlock was in his black and blue room. It was the last day of school before the Easter holiday.
'Sherlock honey wake up.' Sherlocks mother said lovingly. 'Sherlock awoke in a moment. He looked at his mother with his big blue eyes. She was crouched down at his bed being eye to eye with him. 'Mummy why are you getting me up so early. I shouldn't be up for another hour and 17 minutes.' He said sleepily. 'Sherlock don't you remember. It is Easter day at school today. We are going to make you an Easter bonnet.'
'Whats an Easter bunnet mummy' Sherlock said getting out of his blue superman bed. 'Sherlock its an Easter bonnet!' Sherlock's mother said with a laugh. 'An Easter bonnet is a special type of hat you wear at Easter. It is usually brightly decorated. And that's what we are going to make today.'She said happily. As they walked downstairs they continued to talk about the Easter bonnet they were going to create together. When they got down stair Sherlocks mother took a large plastic bag out of the cupboard. It contained lots of art and craft equipment. Little bunnies, Chicks, tissue paper, glue, paint, brushes and a blank canvas the easter bonnet. 'Mummy is that it?' Young Sherlock said as he picked the hat up and placed it on his head, it slid down his head and covered one of his eyes. His mother laughed he looked so cute like this. 'No Sherlock that's Mycroft hat.' Sherlock started laughing. Sherlocks mother said To sherlock that he could use any of the materials that were on offer. His eyes glanced over the bundle of items sitting on the desk. He picked up a bundle of items, smiled and went into the living room. Sherlocks mother joined him and they got to work.
An hour later the seemingly blank canvas had turn into a masterpiece. Sherlock never gave up when he put his mind to something. 'Its beautiful Sherlock!' his mother said. A thought came to her head 'A picture!' She went and grabbed the camera from the drawer. After she got a few shots of the brothers together wearing their bonnets, she said to them she was going outside to give a letter to the neighbours. The brothers thought nothing of it, they just went and made some toast. But after 10 minutes Sherlock was getting curious as any normal 5 and a half year old would, so he told Mycroft he was going to get mummy. He finished his toast and headed for the door. He reached for the handle opened the door. As his eyes adjusted to the light of day he could see a figure lying on his front garden. As he got close to the body he could see it was a woman. When he was standing right next to the body he realised it was his mother. She had been hurt badly.
He screamed at the top of his voice. Mycroft came running. 'Mummy? Mummy wake up please wake up. Mummy? Please' He said tears rolling down his face. 'Mummy?' Mycroft said. A woman ran across the road and ushered the two young boys into their house. 2 and a half minutes later an ambulance came and took her into hospital. 2 hours later she was pronounced dead.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
'Im so sorry Sherlock i had no idea.' He knew wat childhood trauma could do to people. He had seen it first hand. The Detective was not responding. John leaned over and gave the scared man a kiss. 'How about a day in bed?