CH 6

"Was that a gun shot?" John exclaimed as he carried the groceries up the stairs. Sherlock was standing behind Bowie, who had a pistol in her hand. She looked at John guiltily.

"Aim for the eye on the smiley face now." Sherlock said, ignoring John.

"No! You shouldn't be shooting guns indoors!"

"Where else would I teach her? Just shoot it." The gun went off.

"STOP SHOOTING MY BLOODY WALL!" Mrs. Hudson cried from downstairs.

"Fine. I'll listen to her. Now disarm the gun."

"Sherlock, can't you teach her something else besides how to shoot a wall?"

"Marksmanship John. Marksmanship. It's purely self-defense."

"No. It's purely irresponsible. What if she got hurt?"

"I'm fine, John. Besides, the gun he bought me would be completely useless if I didn't know how to use it." Bowie said.
"You bought her a gun?" John yelled, a vein on his neck bulging out.

"I told you! Purely self-defense. What if she got kidnapped?"

"She's not going to get kidnapped! She'll be fine with us." His eyes were cold as he stared at Sherlock.

"Better safe than sorry. Wouldn't you feel terrible if I was?" Bowie chimed in, defending Sherlock.

"Fine. Keep a gun in your bag if you want." John threw up his hands in defeat. He stormed in to the other room while Bowie and Sherlock smirked at each other.

"I've taught you well so far. Your next test will be my brother. He's coming over at 7 o' clock so be ready. I'm sure you'll have as much fun as I do annoying him."

"Today? You sure I'm ready for someone prestigious as your brother? I've only been learning for a day."

"Mycroft and the government only think he is prestigious. We here at Baker Street know better."

When Mycroft arrived later, Bowie was seated on the couch trying to look as innocent as possible. It made the reactions from her victims so much better.

"Good day, dear brother." Sherlock said calmly, opening the door "Have you met Bowie? She's staying with John and me. Say hello Bowie."

"Hello sir. It's a pleasure."

"Have a seat Mycroft. I'm so eager for you to get to know her." Sherlock's tone was too fake for Mycroft's liking, and he rolled his eyes.

"So this is your ward. I pray she is not as vexing as you."

The two companions smiled simultaneously.

"And I pray you are not as much of a bother as Sherlock describes you to be." Bowie smiled sweetly.

"Oh dear god, Sherlock. I can barely stand one of you, never mind two." Mycroft sighed. "I knew you'd be sure she was just as clever as you and twice as irksome."

" Mycroft, I value your opinion seeing as you're my brother, but you're just being ridiculous. She is at least 3 times as annoying."

Bowie grinned.

"I was working, brother. I would rather deal with that than put up with this torture. Have a nice day." Mycroft picked up his umbrella and walked towards the door.

"That was easy. I only had to talk once." Bowie said after he left.

"I knew it would be. Like he said, he can barely cope with one of me."

"Well, he does seem nice. But I suppose I didn't spend an entire childhood with him."

"Your insight far exceeds that of a 15 year old."

"Thank you."

John looked on at the two from the chair beside the fireplace. He hadn't seen Sherlock have this much fun ever. Besides on freak murder strings. Sherlock liked those too.

"So all you're teaching her is to mess with Mycroft and me? And too shoot walls?" John's tone was serious, but the goofy smile on his face gave him away.

"It's more than just that. I'm sure I could mess with most people now, and shoot most walls." Bowie said. "Those can be very valuable skills. Say I was attacked by a rogue wall? First I would have to distract it by taunting it, then shoot it."

"Last time I checked walls don't attack people. Sherlock thinks that they do, though."

"I was bored. What else would I do?"

"Normal people read books, or do puzzles, but no. Mr. Sherlock Holmes shoots innocent walls." Bowie said as she sat on the arm on John's chair.

"Who ever said it was innocent?" he replied jokingly.

They spent the night chatting together by the fireplace until Bowie was reminded that she started school tomorrow. She bid Sherlock and John goodnight, went upstairs, and fell in to an easy sleep.

Have not updated in so long! Sorry for the short chapter, but it gets exciting fast from here in!