Holmes threw a couple of dresses at Rose and Klaine.

"What are these for?" Rose asked surprise.

"We're going to a fancy restaurant tonight and you have to look nice to get in." Holmes sniffed. "I didn't want to take you because I did think you would… like to act like ladies for a night but Watson said it would be a treat for you two."

Klaine looked unhappy. "The color of the dress is horrible!"

"It was the only dresses I could find now please; just behave for a few hours."

Rose groaned and fell onto the couch. "I guess the s 'mores fight will have to wait until tomorrow then."

That evening the two girls sat stiffly in their seats wishing they were back at home.

"Isn't this nice?" Holmes said grinning over at them.

"Yes." Lied Klaine. "Lovely really."

"Do you girls want to try some wine?" asked Watson.

"Yes!" They both exclaimed.

"Um, aren't they too young for that?" Holmes cast a disapproving eye at the glasses.

"I lied that they were 21."

"How did you manage that?"

"I said they were just short and had baby faces."

"And they believed you?" asked Rose amazed.

"People aren't always smart enough to put two and two together."

As the evening wore on Watson started to regret letting them have that privilege. They kept at it until they were drunk as skunks (they had soon ditched wine for alcohol.)

"We drunk not!" giggled Rose slapping her hand on the table. "We so sober."

"Watch this!" Klaine exclaimed. She stood up and started walking around hitching up her dress all the way up to her knees causing people to stare at her.

"Sit down!" hissed Holmes pulling her down.

"What?" she asked laughing and trying to make the chair spin.

Watson got up and helped them out of their chairs. "I think you've had enough tonight."

"No, no, no!" Rose picked up a glass and tried to drink more. "I've only just started!"

Watson led the girls out of the diner leaving Holmes to pay the tab.

"Enough already!" he sighed. "I'm going to call a cab and you two are going straight to bed."

"Awwwww I wanted marshmallow my fight." Klaine complained.

With difficulty Watson managed to hail a cab and keep a hand on each girl. He was surprised though to find a gun pointed at his face when he opened the door.

"Where's the paper?" a gruff voiced asked.

"Paper?"

Two men hopped out and grabbed each girl drugging them and stuffing them into the cab.

Watson jumped one but was almost instantly pulled and thrown off by the second. He felt his head his stone wall behind him. The world spun blurring slightly. Shaking his head he managed to look up in time to see the taxi shoot off, taking both girl with it.

He got up but stumbled and fell back to the ground. Right before he passed out he hoped Holmes would find him.

Rose & Klaine:

"Ugh…" groaned Rose. "What happened?"

Klaine had been waiting for her sister to wake up for some time. She had gotten a smaller amount of the drug but it had still been enough to knock her out all through the night.

"I'm not sure. All I know is that we're not in kanas anymore."

Rose looked around and realized she was right (Kanas = Baker Street). They were in a small room on a hard floor, with one T.V. and a few blankets. They were still in there dresses though they were a bit dirty.

"Um… O.K. then." She thought. "Maybe were in the back room from the dinner place we were yesterday."

"They wouldn't have locked the door."

At that moment the door flew opened and a man walked into the room.

I hope you're comfortable. He said. "Now, tell me, where is the letter that one of you so carefully took with you from Mr. Sertarts house?"

"Randy's you mean?" Rose asked surprise.

"Yes, that's the one."

"We don't have it, sorry." Rose growled.

The man narrowed his eyes. "You're lying."

"Am not."

"I'm not playing games with you girly!" he cried making both girls jump.

"Neither am I!" Rose hopped she sounded braver then she felt.

He snarled and threw a few DVD's at them. "I think these will help you change your mind."

After he left Klaine picked up the discs and cringed.

"Twilight, 1-4 movies." She moaned. "I actually wish we did have that stupid letter now!"

A/N: Modern torture. Horrible O.o. I'll make you guys listen to "I love you" purple dinosaur song too.