Hi there! I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long, but I've had school and all. Anyway, it's the holidays now, which means I have more time to work on important things such as fanfiction.

This chapter is partly from an idea from maryemarye, who was kind enough to leave me several ideas in her review. Thank you, maryemarye!

Normal is Mrs Hudson

Italics is the contact named 'John'

Bold is the contact named 'Sherlock'

Underlined italics is the contact named 'Molly'

11:37am

Conversation with John Watson

Hello, dear.

I was wondering if you could help me with a little problem please.

It's my phone again, I'm so sorry to keep bothering you, can you help me?

The instructions say I should be able to set an alarm, but I can't make head or tail of them.

I wanted to remind myself when I have a dentist appointment, but the calendar doesn't like me either.

Who is this? How did you get this number?

John? What do you mean? I've had your number ever since I got this phone.

Look, I think you have the wrong number. Please stop texting me, I have some very important business to attend to.

John? I know it's you. You sound like your friend's silly brother, what's his name again?

Myfield?

I don't know who you are, but you have the wrong number. Who are you?

It's Mrs Hudson dear, don't be silly.

Mrs Hudson, as in Sherlock's landlady?

Yes. How did you know? Who are you, if you're not John?

Mycroft! That's his name. Now, who are you?

Mycroft Holmes.

Oops. Sorry.

I suppose we are even now. How did you get this number?

It was in my contacts list, under 'John Watson'.

I suppose some clever person, most likely my brother, put my number under his name.

Why would he do that?

It would appeal to his strange sense of humour, no doubt.

I hadn't noticed he had one.

Did he have a chance to get to your phone?

Yes, he was fixing my stopwatch.

Text him and ask him to change them all back.

I'll do that then. Thank you, Myfarm.

Mycroft!

Sorry.

12:29pm

Conversation with Sherlock Holmes

I'm sorry, but I'm getting a little tired of you messing with my phone. Could you please come and fix it?

Mrs Hudson? What's wrong?

I think you know. I'm sorry to get angry, but I've let you use my phone before and every time something's come back wrong.

Look, if this is about the Spanish, I'm sorry, but John fixed that, didn't he?

Spanish?

I turned your phone to Spanish, remember?

No, that was Molly. I'm talking about the bombs! Blowing up Big Ben!

Or Big Ben's clock tower, fine.

Now, please come and fix my contacts.

Is there something wrong with your glasses?

Do you even wear glasses?

And what do you mean, that was Molly?

Mrs Hudson, I'm sorry, but there seems to be some kind of mix-up.

What do you mean, a mix up?

I think you must be confused. This is Molly Hooper. Remember, the girl who works in the morgue?

Sorry about that, by the way.

This is Molly?

Yes. Who did you think it was?

Never mind. I'm sorry dear. I've been a bit confused. I thought you were Sherlock.

Someone switched around my contacts, you see. Apparently more than one contact.

That's all right, Mrs Hudson. What was that you said about Big Ben?

Nothing!

3:56pm

Conversation with Molly Hooper

Sorry to bother you, but who is this, please?

Someone's been playing with the contacts on my phone, and I don't know who anyone is.

You found me, Mrs Hudson. –SH

Sherlock? Why did you change everything around? I've had to text five people, trying to find you!

That was mean. And confusing.

Poor Molly!

What happened to Molly? -SH

How about Mycroft? Did you find him? -SH

Yes, I did. What did you call John?

He's Anthea at the moment. –SH

Thank you.

Oh, and Sherlock?

Yes, Mrs Hudson? –SH

You're never using my phone again, do you hear?

Sorry, Mrs Hudson. –SH