After about a week of staying with her Uncle things had gotten into a regular sort of routine, well as regular as a routine could be when a child genius is staying with an ex-army doctor and another genius. Each morning she would wake up at 6, John would force her and Sherlock to eat breakfast and then he would leave for the clinic at 8. During the day they would carry out experiments, when John returned they had them all packed away, so he wouldn't know what they had been up to and tell them off. They would then eat tea at about 6pm, again with John forcing them to eat and then Emily would be put to bed at 7:30 with Sherlock playing the violin to put her to sleep, even though she would quite happily of not slept but this was one thing Sherlock wouldn't let her copy him with. With Emily staying Sherlock was becoming much more safety conscious during his experiments, as while he didn't care for his own safety, he cared a great deal about Emily's safety and felt he should probably set a good example to her. This meant that each day there would be two almost identical people standing behind the kitchen table, both wearing a white lab coat, safety glasses and gloves. However while they both had curly hair one of them was more of a dark ginger than black and was also a great deal smaller than the other, requiring a chair to stand on in hopes of reaching the whole table. This is how Mrs Hudson found them after returning from a week at her sister's, whilst they were putting fingers (not their own of course) into many different beakers of acid to find how quickly the flesh dissolved, it was for a case of course not at all that both of them were getting rather bored whilst waiting for a nice murder from Scotland Yard. 'Hello Sherlock, I'm back, how has...' Mrs Hudson said as she walked in the door and two heads swivelled to look round at her instead of the one that she expected. 'Hello Mrs Hudson, good week away? Oh and this is my niece Emily, she is staying with me and John for a while. Say hello Emily.' Sherlock replied, Emily chirped in with a 'hello' from beside him. 'Hello dear, I'm Sherlock's land lady not the housekeeper, it's nice to meet you.' Mrs Hudson said to Emily as she turned to leave. 'Sherlock, should Emily be doing experiments with you she is only young and what would Mycroft think.' She called out as she went downstairs. 'You never told me your land lady ran a drugs cartel, ' Emily said as she peered up at Sherlock. Sherlock smiled down at his young niece pleased with her for picking it up 'Yeah she did about 30 years ago. What gave it away to you?' He asked, after all there was very little that gave it away he had made sure of that because while it was unlikely she would ever be caught he didn't want to risk it, Mrs Hudson was like a second mother to him. 'Her hands' was all Emily replied before putting an index finger into some hydrochloric acid.