A/N: Hey guys!

Prompt from fanficy-prompts. Tumblr. Com (still can't post links) and is "pirates". It's an AU prompt but this isn't AU, I prefer to stick as canon as possible.

Don't forget that I will create any story you'd like as long as you provide me with a prompt (one word to a few sentences).

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Molly stood in front of 221 and stared at the door. Could she really do this? Could she ask Sherlock Holmes such a request? No. There was no way she could do it.

As she made up her mind to turn around and forget the whole fiasco, the door opened. Mrs Hudson looked at her with an uneasy look on her face.

"Hello, Molly. Sherlock texted me to open the door and let you up," she told the young woman who blushed and looked at the window above her to see John giving her a half smile.

She ducked her head and walked into the building and up to 221B. Molly began to panic as she took the stairs. She had butterflies in her tummy and she had no idea how Sherlock was going to react to this news.

"Hello, Molly," John greeted as she entered the flat.

She looked up to see John standing by the window and Sherlock engrossed in an online article.

"Er, yes, hello, John, Sherlock. How are you today?" she asked them and wrung her fingers. Sherlock glanced up and examined her before looking back down at his computer.

"John, could you please leave Molly and me alone? It appears she has something personal to ask and she'd prefer if you didn't stand within hearing distance," Sherlock informed John who looked at the detective baffled.

"How did you- no, never mind, I really don't want to know." John raised his eyebrows and smiled at Molly. He grabbed his coat and left 221 with a slight slam of the front door.

"Yes, what?" Sherlock said a few seconds later while flicking through tabs.

"Er, well… ok. When I was dating Tom, my cousin gave me a piece of her mind and was going on about how finally I was seeing someone and I better not mess this up and-"

"Alright, a lot of 'and', let me explain. Molly, you use 'and' to join two sentences. Please refrain from using more than one before a full-stop." He rolled his eyes and she flushed.

"Yes, I, uh, I know. Anyway, she told me that she'd be very disappointed if we broke up. VERY disappointed." Sherlock gave her a pointed look and she shook her head to clear her thoughs. "Sorry. It's her son's birthday this Saturday, in four days, and she told me to bring my boyfriend along. You look somewhat similar to Tom," Sherlock raised his eyebrows at this and Molly flushed bright red but pretended she hadn't seen it, "so I was wondering if you'd please come along to the party and pretend that we're dating. It would really help me out and I'd be in your debt forever."

She bit her lip as he finished reading the article. After a few minutes he sighed. "Date, time, theme, what time am I meeting you?"

Molly let out a breath of air she didn't know she was holding. "Thank you so much, Sherlock! I'll text you the details when I get home. It's pirate themed. Don't worry, I'll get a birthday present for Hayden."

She suppressed a squeal as she walked down the stairs and out the front door, closing it gently as she went.

~oOo~

Sherlock felt very foolish as he looked in the mirror. Why on earth did he dress up? It's not like Molly said he had to. Nope. He looked ridiculous. He was changing right now.

"Sherlock, Molly's here," Mrs Hudson told him through the door with a slight knock.

"Great," Sherlock grumbled before opening his bedroom door.

Molly was wearing trousers and boots as well as a frilly long sleeved shirt. She had a bandana in her hair and, overall, she did not look like a pirate. She smiled at him and he huffed.

He was wearing black trousers with his boots, an eye patch, a sword, a pirate hat and he even drew on a few fake scars on his face. Sherlock had a lot of experience dressing as a pirate when he was a child.

"You look great, Sherlock! I'm sure Hayden will love your costume," Molly told him and he rolled his eyes.

"I look ridiculous."

"Oh, Sherlock, you look wonderful! You should dress as a pirate more often!" Mrs Hudson beamed.

"Yes, well, you also thought I should wear those godforsaken antlers as well. I'm not willing to follow your suggestions, Mrs Hudson."

~oOo~

An eight year old ran through the legs of the two adults who were dressed as pirates. Molly and her cousin Vanessa were talking about Sherlock who was admiring the cake.

"He's very attractive, well done," Vanessa said, her eyes glued on Sherlock's rear end.

Molly noticed her gaze and her lips formed a very thin smile.

"Yes, that is one thing I did notice about him, as well as how… interesting he is," Molly hesitantly told her cousin.

"Well, I do hope he's not the one who got away. He seems really nice and he's great with the kids. You should marry him," Vanessa poked in.

Molly's patience was running thin. Vanessa was sticking her nose too far into this business. "I guess we'll see."

"Don't you dare screw this one up, Molly. You've been on so many dates I the last few years and finally, you've met a bloke who is nice and likes you. My tip to you is to not be yourself. You're too…" Vanessa crinkled her nose at her cousin and frowned. "Well… you."

Molly nodded at her cousin and excused herself to walk over to Sherlock. "We're getting out of here right now," she muttered and he looked at her.

"Yarrr. Be you havin' a problem?" he asked and she gave him an unimpressed look.

"Cap'n, it seems we've got to retreat because the sea witch is casting spells on certain people's self-esteem. Let's get out before we're both lost," she told him and took his hand to drag him to her cousin.

"Sherlock, great to talk to you again," Vanessa said uncertainly and Molly shook her head.

"We're going, Vanessa. Tell Hayden I said happy birthday again and that I love him. I'll see you later."

Molly and Sherlock left the party with a yell from behind them of: "I want to see you two again before the wedding!"

She didn't want to imagine what the outcome of that shout would bring her, nor what gossip would be brought back to her, especially from her mother. She shuddered at the thought.

"I think I made a rather good pirate today," Sherlock decided as they arrived back at 221 Baker street.

Molly nodded and looked over at Sherlock. "It's a real shame you didn't become a pirate instead of a consulting detective. You'd have been great," Molly teased and he rolled his eyes.

"Yarr, cap'n Molly always be right!" he joked and smiled at her. She giggled in response and he opened the car door. "Are you coming up or going home?"

"I think it's best if I return to port. I'll see you later though. Oh, and Sherlock, thanks for coming to the party. I really appreciate it, even if it didn't really go the way I planned…" she told him before he closed the cab door.

"No worries," he replied and the door slammed shut.

The cabbie drove off while Sherlock peeled the ridiculous costume props away from his body. He was never doing that again free of charge.