Jolliarty
(John, Molly and Jim)
As they arrived at the coffee shop they heard a loud bang in the distance, they looked at each other and at exactly the same time they said, "Jim." John turned around to face where the sound had come from. Molly looked too and saw an old people's home go up in a cloud of smoke. She looked slightly shocked but shrugged it off. Jim waved from a nearby building and then ran off. John still stared. Molly squeezed his hand and led him into the coffee shop.
"Oh god..." John muttered.
"They were old; they were going to die anyway." Molly said, not really believing it herself but wanting to make her and John feel better.
John frowned, "They're still people!"
Molly sighed, "Come on, ignore it, it'll all be fine. What do you want to drink?" She said heading towards the counter.
"Um...coffee."
Molly nodded and paid for two coffees before sitting down at a table opposite John. John kept glancing out the window at the building Jim had been on.
"Leave it John, just forget about it." She said, spiking his drink with alcohol when he wasn't looking.
"OK Molly. Sorry." He took a drink of his coffee. Molly smirked and sipped at her own.
"This tastes a bit weird. Oh well." John drained his cup.
"Yes, same, I wonder why." John laughed.
"You feeling OK?" John laughed harder still.
"JOHN!"
Meanwhile Jim was having tea with Sherlock.
"Yeah?" John asked in-between laughter.
"For god's sake pull yourself together." She sighed and texted Sherlock
Hey Sherlock, what do you have to do when John's drunk? –Molly x
Hit him – SH
Molly grinned and slapped John, hard.
"What the hell was that for?"
"Sherlock told me to." She said plainly. John looked confused and texted Sherlock.
Sherlock...why did you tell Molly to hit me?-JW
Why do you think?-SH
Well I don't know. That's why I asked you. By the way Jim just blew up an old peoples' home.-JW
Good for him-SH
John stared at the text message.
Sherlock, why did Molly slap me?-JW
Can you ask Molly if I can borrow a dead body?-SH
Not until you answer my question.-JW
Molly, can I borrow a body?-SH
John looked up as he heard Molly's phone go. "Sherlock." He muttered.
Tell me why you said she could slap me Sherlock?-JW
Of course! The one in the top right hand corner of the morgue is one of mine and you can have him if you like. –M x
Thanks-SH
Go away-SH
Oi!-JW
G-SH
O-SH
It's not a hard question to answer.-JW
A-SH
W-SH
A-SH
Y-SH
John called Sherlock.
Sherlock ignored it.
John sent some threatening text messages before calling again.
Please LEAVE ME ALONE-SH
Wow you said please.-JW
Mistake-SH
I was trying to text Molly instead.-SH
You've changed the subject AGAIN-JW
Yes. Jim says he might come back again in a minute-SH
STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT SHERLOCK. JUST TELL ME WHY YOU SAID MOLLY COULD SLAP ME-JW
Doesn't matter-SH
John sighed. "Molly...Why did Sherlock say you could slap me?"
"Doesn't matter." Molly said.
"Don't do what Sherlock did."
"What did Sherlock do?"
"Didn't tell me why you slapped me, ignored me and changed the subject. Oh and Jim might be back at the flat by now."
"No reason. Oh we should probably get going then before Jim does something."
"Yeah" Molly finished her coffee and stood up and left. John tried to stand up but kept wobbling. He fell as he tried to follow Molly. Molly pulled him up and half dragged him out the cafe.
"Thanks" John said.
"Anytime. Now let's get out of here." Molly said. She dragged John to the flat.