Lucky you, two chapters today. I had them both finished do I though 'What the hell, it will be nice to just put them both up today.'

Again, enjoy. I don't know when chapter seven will be up, I still need to go over it a bit more, but it is finished.

Chapter Six

John was walking along the road to school with his mum and sister. Today Harry's hair was fiery orange.

"Hey!"

John turned round, it was Sherlock and Mycroft.

"Mrs Watson, do you want me to take John to school?" asked Mycroft.

"Are you sure? That would be very helpful, I am going to be late for work." she gave John a hug and rushed off.

"Hi Sherlock." John said quickly.

"Hi." he answered back quietly.

John smiled, he was really keen on becoming friends with Sherlock so he put in a lot of effort trying to make him talk as they were walking to school. Sherlock didn't let go of his brothers hand once though, until Mycroft pulled it away just outside the school. Someone with green hair was calling his name.

"Who's that Mycroft." Sherlock asked.

"I actually don't know, she calls herself Anthea. Don't worry, I won't abandon you for her. Now off you go. Mum will pick you up later, see you after school."

"Bye."

Sherlock walked in to the playground first and John followed on behind. Today was going to be interesting because it was Sherlock's birthday. He was the youngest in the class only turning ten today, but he hadn't told anyone. John only knew because Mrs Holmes and his mother had been going out for coffee quite a lot over the past few weeks and she told him last night. John had a birthday card in his bag but was scared to give it to Sherlock because they weren't the best of friends yet. The day went by with not even the slightest hint that it was his birthday and so when the bell rang for the end of the day John decided he should give Sherlock the card.

"Sherlock wait. I have something for you." he said and handed over the envelope.

Sherlock ripped the paper off and smiled. The card had a picture of Iron Man saying 'Have An Awesome Day!'. "Thank you John. I don't really like super heroes though."

"I will fix that for you." he said and laughed.

When they reached the playground they both ran towards their mothers.

"Mum. Look what John gave me." he said happily.

"Oh that is really nice. Did you say thank you?" she said as they were walking home.

"Yes Mum."

"Would David, John, Molly and you like to come over for dinner tonight Sarah?" asked Mrs Holmes.

"That would be lovely Annie. Harry is going round to Clara's." she answered.

"Well then, come round at six o'clock." Sarah and John smiled and said goodbye.

John, his mum, David and Molly were walking down the street towards The Holmes' house. It was a rather large house, the biggest on the street in fact so when they entered the driveway – even though John had been there before – they all felt quite intimidated. This was the first time that they were going to be in the house for more than ten minutes and Johns mum wanted the Holmes' to like them all so she had given John a lecture about how he had to behave himself and be polite.

Mycroft answered the door, showed them to the living room where Mrs Holmes and Sherlock were sitting and went back upstairs.

"Hi Sarah, David."

"Hello Annie." said Johns mother with a smile. "How are you?"

"We're fine. It's Mycroft you have to watch out for." she said.

"Why?" John asked Sherlock suddenly.

"Dad isn't here, he promised he would be, I don't really mind though." he said.

"Sherlock, why don't you take Molly and John upstairs to play while I make dinner." suggested Sherlock's mother.

"Okay. Come on." he said and ran out the room.

They walked up the spiral stair case and in to a very light upstairs hall. Sherlock lead them along the hall and in to a room at the end. It was painted pale blue and there was a large framed picture with colourful boxes on the wall.

"Sherlock, what is that?" John asked pointing at it.

"It is a Periodic Table." Sherlock said.

"What does that mean?" Molly asked.

"The letters are chemicals and metals. It is too hard to explain." he said. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. It is your birthday." John said.

John, Molly and Sherlock were sitting in the dark under a massive cardboard box when they heard someone calling for dinner.

"Sherlo-" Mycroft cut off confused. "What are you doing under there?" they heard as the box was pulled from over them.

John winced. "I'm telling them scary stories." Sherlock said.

"Why?"

"It is fun."

"Okay, well dinner is ready."

Mycroft left the room and the three followed behind him down the stairs and in to the dining room. They all sat down at the table, the three children at the bottom and their parents at the top, Mycroft sat next to John and they ate their meal.

It was around nine before they all left and because Molly was practically falling asleep in her fathers arms they stayed round for the night.

By May Sherlock and John were great friends. Greg, Mike and Molly also became friends of Sherlock though Anderson still really didn't like him, but Sherlock didn't mind at all. Mycroft was really happy that Sherlock was settling in well, but he didn't seem to have as much success at school. He was relatively friendly with Andrea and Daniella. Even though he tried his hardest to stay away from Daniella she didn't let him and soon Mycroft was threatened at least four times each week to stay away. Daniella soon figured out and because she wanted to be Mycroft's friend – but didn't see how it was possible because of who she was going out with – she split up with Mark.

"Daniella, you really didn't need to do that." he said after he saw how annoyed Mark was.

"No, I did, we have been having problems for a while now. Anyway, exams soon, what is your first one?" she asked trying to steer the conversation away from her problems.

"We both have Geography first."

"Oh yes. That is on Tuesday isn't it?"

"Yes. I will be studying all weekend." he said as they were about to part ways.

"Same, well I will see you then, expect many phone calls and texts over the next few days." she laughed.

"Okay, bye."

Mycroft was walking home and he saw Andrea across the road, this time with pink hair. "Hey, Andrea." he shouted.

"Oh, hey Mycroft." she said and ran across to him. "How are you?"

"I'm okay. First exam is on Tuesday though."

"I don't have one until next Monday."

"How are you going to manage any of them? You are hardly ever in school."

"We will just have to see how everything pans out I guess." she said with a smile.

Sherlock's first year at this new schooll had finished, he lost one friend but made a few more, he still felt really guilty about Jim though but Mycroft told him not to dwell on it too long.

John had a really great time at school and couldn't wait to start primary six so when the summer holidays came along he really didn't want to leave but his mother told him it would all go by really quickly.

Mycroft had officially started sixth year in secondary school three weeks ago. He was talking Advanced Higher Geography and a few more crash Highers. He had become good friends with Andrea and Daniella and was going to meet them in the holidays.

Overall Sherlock and Mycroft's move to London had been relatively successful.