A/N: Hi guys!
This story is written in purely conversation. I got the idea from the short story "They're made of meat"... I think that's what it's called anyway...
Anywho, it's about Sherlock giving Mrs Hudson a smartphone for Christmas. There's no ship to this, no Johnlock, even though John is there.
If you'd like your own one-shot, please either PM me a prompt or leave one as a review!
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Mrs Hudson in bold, Sherlock in normal and John in italics.
"What is this, Sherlock?"
"Mrs Hudson, it's a smartphone. How can you not even know what a smartphone is?"
"Well there goes my Christmas wish…"
"Shut up, John. Sit down and play with your stethoscope."
"Sherlock, how do I turn it on?"
"I already charged it for you so you just have to press that button on the top."
"SHERLOCK! THERE'S FRUIT ON THE SCREEN!"
"Yes, Mrs Hudson, there is because the apple is a brand logo. Do you seriously not know what Apple is?"
"I know. It's a fruit."
"Yes, the man who made this was addicted to fruit, Mrs Hudson. Ok, is the fruit gone?"
"Yes, there is a picture of you and John. Oh that's nice!"
"Ok, now slide your finger across the screen."
"Oh my! It's changed! Now it's Molly, Greg and the people at Scotland Yard. Oh Sherlock, isn't this nice? It's like someone made this exactly for me!"
"I did, Mrs Hudson. Please pay attention."
"Now what do I do? I've never seen this before, you know!"
"You don't say. Press a button. I already put some music on for you and-"
"Music? It plays music as well? Well, isn't THAT something!"
"Mrs Hudson, London would fall without you and yet, you can't even handle a smartphone. Should I give it to John instead?"
"Oh, yes please!"
"Shut up, John. You can open another Christmas present. I was talking to Mrs Hudson. Would you kindly sod off? Thanks."
"Sherlock, you don't have to be so rude to him."
"Yes, but I can, so…"
And I—will always love you—
"Sherlock! What on earth?!"
"You pressed the music button, Mrs Hudson, and then pressed a song. Finally, you moved the- never mind."
"Oh my! Make it stop, Sherlock!"
"Pass it here. There, it's off."
"Thank you. What do I do?"
"Mrs Hudson, here is the manual. I'll leave you to learn how it works and what to do. If you need help, ask John. Please, ask John."
"I suppose you didn't get me a smartphone, Sherlock?"
"Oh be quiet, John! I bought you a new laptop. This one isn't filled with filth. Mrs Hudson would die with fright if she looked in that old one. Don't ruin this one, John."
I hope that wasn't too awful. I haven't written in this style before and I won't lie, I was rather nervous! And my apologies for the length... I wrote it about five minutes before uploading. I hope you all had a nice Christmas and it wasn't like John's :)