Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes and Co. They belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. I own Lauren Moran, Alice Sargon, Ann-Marie Moriarty, John Gregson, James Hopkins, Jack Lestrade and Jonathon Jones.
Diary entry 3285th
Today is my last day in the Victorian Age. Tomorrow, I shall return to my own time. Alice and Ann-Marie will be mad at me for going to the Victorian Age without them. I don't blame them; they probably want to see their ancestors. Alice is the descendant of Doctor Watson and I think that they are really alike. For instance, I cannot imagine how Alice could survive essay writing. The teacher is so boring! And Ann-Marie would be after Holmes for killing her great-great grandfather. I forgot that I digress. I shall continue with my story.
Wilson and Mr. Holmes met me today. I told them the entire story. All of it, including my violent father. I think that they would most probably try to keep me here. But I miss Ann-Marie. Her voice and her smile are hard to forget. It was she who taught me those tricks I played on Scotland Yard. She is also the most popular girl in school. I think she would be a magnet for hot boys.
Alice is no exception. She was one of the best writers in the world. Her fanfiction is read by every one in the world. She could even beat Dr. Watson at writing Holmes story. The manuscripts I have collected would be very helpful to us.
The boy prefects are too cute to miss their description. You probably know them already. They are the descendants of rat-face Lestrade, the pig-headed Gregson, fat Athelney Jones and hawk-like Stanley Hopkins. John Gregson looks nothing like his ancestor, trust me. James Hopkins and Jack Lestrade are the mathematics and science wizards too and Ann-Marie is dating James. Jonathon Jones is super handsome and Alice has her eyes on him. She always wears that look when she sets her eyes on him and her pampered dog.
All in all, I think that the future is my home, even though I love London.
Yours truly,
Lauren
Holmes laughed during the description of the inspectors while Wilson goggled at the pictures of Ann-Marie and Alice. Watson was quite happy that his descendant had the ability to write well too. Then they read the note too. It was just a simple post script that said they were allowed to peep at the diaries as it was no use to her now and a promise that Alice would write every script for the benefit of the public. Watson yawned as it was past twelve when they finished reading Lauren's diaries and went back to bed while Wilson went to the hideout to tell the news to the Irregulars. Holmes, on the other hand, recited a phrase that Lauren had quoted in the front page.
"A friend in need is a friend indeed, a place in need is a home indeed."