Hey everyone, it's me Owl Lady. A year ago today I created my Fan Fiction account to have some fun and to see if people liked my ideas and writings. Well today I'm very proud to say that I believe this to be true. You all seem to like this crap, and I thank you for it. Maybe one day I can write a book about cheese making or something else, but I'd have to get a PhD before I could do that ( did anyone get that reference, Doctor Who... No one... Crap) I hope you enjoy this story and hopefully the next year will be as good as this one. ENJOY
Molly was waiting in line at her favourite restaurant when she noticed a blonde girl in front of her looking at her iPad. The girl had on thick hipster glasses and a cool owl t-shirt. She was looking at some text on her iPad and Molly though she saw her name on it. Molly tapped on the girls shoulder and she turned around.
"Hi there I couldn't help but notice you where reading something, and I though I saw my name on the screen, I'm Molly Hooper by the way, would you mind telling me what you are reading" Molly said politely as she could.
"Your Molly Hooper, that's so cool. I'm just looking at Fan , it's a site where people post stories about tv shows, or in this case real people. I'm reading one of them now" said the girl.
"People do that" asked Molly. The girl giggled.
"Oh yes, in fact ya'lls category is one of the more popular ones" said the girl. Molly was taken back, why would people write about her. They probably where all about Sherlock and his adventures anyway.
"What's that one about" Molly asked.
"It's a story about how you and Sherlock met. I think it's ok, but not Pulitzer Prize stuff." Said the girl. How would someone know how she and Sherlock met.
"Where does it say we met" asked Molly.
"Here take a look for yourself" said the girl as she handed it over. Molly took the iPad and scrolled up to the top of the page and began reading.
It was a cold fall morning when Molly Hooper stepped out of her apartment. She was glad she had out on her spare jacket. She meandered her way through her new home city, London. She walked for what seemed like forever exploring her new environment. About 20 minutes later she came to a small cafe that she decided to drop in to have a cup of tea. She was very glad she made this decision. The cafe was small and only contained three people in it. The scrawny girl at the counter, a tall dark looking man, and herself. Molly went it the counter and ordered her tea and waited. Molly saw the man glance over at her once or twice. Then she saw him do it again and she walked over to confront him.
"I couldn't help but notice that you seem to be eyeing me, can I help you with something" she asked.
"No" he said with a voice that sounded like a jaguar stuck in a cello.
I'm sorry, what? A jaguar stuck in a cell, what the crap does that sound like. Molly continued reading the story, it wasn't that good. Sherlock insulted her, she left, he found her, they got together The end. Molly handed the tablet back to its owner.
"Did you like it" asked the girl.
"What does a jaguar stuck in a cello sound like" asked Molly. The girl shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know, some stories have the weirdest descriptions of common things" she said with a voice like a cherry blossom on July 7th, 1978. The rest of Molly's wait was normal, and she got her stuff and headed over to 221 B. When she got there she opened the door and saw Sherlock on the couch in his mind palace.
"Sherlock I brought food and your going to eat it" said Molly. Sherlock didn't respond. Molly though of a plan.
" Sherlock I'm leaving you for Anderson" she said. Sherlock immediately snapped out of his trance and turned his head around. He looked at her ,then realised what she had done.
"Your a cruel person Molly" he said.
"Yes, but I keep you alive so it balances out" she replied. She emptied out the food onto some plates and Sherlock grudgingly made himself a plate. When they both had loaded up they went to the couch and turned on the TV.
"Ohh look its a new CSI" Molly said. She loved those shows, but she could never watch them around Sherlock, he always knew who it was 5 minutes into the show.
"It was the hamster" he said without even looking up. Molly switched the channel and skipped passed the realty shows and the talk shows and finally settled on a documentary about Gregor Mendel. Molly already knew all the information about Mendel that the discussed is she pulled out her laptop from the nearby table and turned it on. She check her e-mail, updated her status, and even saw a funny new cat video. Then Molly remember her conversation with the girl at the restrurant, so she typed in the web address and she was off. Molly clicked on a few pages until she got to a section called Sherlock which had, holy crap, 27,053 stories. Molly clicked on it and a list off stories popped up.
A Tale of Will by TeamEdwardGirl72
Sherlock has feelings for John, but he just can't express them. Will he ever tell John what he need to hear or will something happen that changes there relationship forever.
Ewwwwwwwwwwwww. Sherlock and John, they must be crazy. Sherlock would never go for John, that 's his best friend. It must be just one crazy person. Molly looked at the next choice.
A Long Road by Don'tBlinkAngel
Sherlock and John have to go across country to solve a case. They are looking for a killer, but will they find more. JOHNLOCK FOREVER.
Johnlock, what he heck is a Johnlock. Going by the summary it must be a couple name. Why was this a thing. Molly saw at the top of the page that there where filters, maybe she could see how many people wrote about John and Sherlock. She clicked on the appropriate things and searched.
13721 results found
Holy crap. Molly did some quick calculations and that is a little over 50% (not making this up). Molly had seen her name in the filter so she reran it with her name and Sherlock's.
855 results found.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME. That's fricken 3% and she was actually in a relationship with him.
"That's bull crap right there" she said. Sherlock looked over at her.
"What's wrong Molly" he said.
"We'll there is this site where people can write stories about anything they want and some people chose to write about you. It's all fiction stuff, and there are 13,721 stories about you and John in love and only 855 stories about us" said Molly. Sherlock's face twisted in confusion.
"Me...and John, please" he said.
"Johnlock is a pretty big thing on the Internet" she said
"What's Johnlock" he asked.
"It's your couple name, John and Sherlock equal Johnlock"
"What's our name" he asked. Molly shrugged her shoulders.
" I don't know I'll see if I can find it" Molly said. Molly sifted thingies the sties trying to find her couple name until she came upon a really interesting one.
The Interesting Tales of the Holmes Family by Owl_Lady
A series of of Sherlolly one shots. ENJOY
"I think it's Sherlolly, ha we sound like a piece of candy" she said.
"Sounds ridiculous" Sherlock said.
"Gross, I just found one about Mycroft and Lestrade" she said. Sherlock giggled slightly.
"I could actually see that working" he said.
" Oh My Gosh, they have one for us and its rated M" she said.
"What does that mean" asked Sherlock.
"It means its basically porn" she said. This got Sherlock's attention.
"Why would someone do that" he said. Molly clicked on the story and began to read. It started with her and Sherlock in her apartments, but that all changed very quickly.
"This is...graphic" she said. Sherlock yanked the computer out of her lap and started to look at the story.
"OH COME ON... I would never do this in front of Toby. Why is he even there, does this writer think your cat likes to watches us like a pervert" he said.
"I don't know, but from now on we make sure Toby is now where near us at those times" she said. Sherlock closed the computer.
"I've had enough of that" he said. Molly laughed.
"Yeah maybe it's not for us" she said.
THE NEXT DAY
"Molly could you pull out the body please" asked Sherlock as he walked in with John trailing behind.
"Of corse" she said. She pulled out Sherlock's victim and let Sherlock examine him.
"You she John, these marks indicate that he was a coffee drinker so what would he be doing in a tea house, it doesn't piece together. He had to be meeting someone there, this couldn't have been a suicide" he said.
"But we need more than coffee stains on his wrist to prove that, we need something else" said John.
"What about his phone, the tea shop would have been unfamiliar so he would have used his GPS to locate it, we can use that to prove he was their and maybe the texts will tell us who told him to meet there" said Sherlock. Molly smiled at them.
"Team Johnlock hard at work" she said. Sherlock slowly turned his head around to face Molly.
"If you ever say that again I will wash my hands of you" he said as he literally wipe his hands. Sherlock then walked away.
"What was that about" John asked.
"Nothing, just keep saying Johnlock around him. It's hilarious"
I hope you liked it. I made myself the girl in the restrurant could you tell. Also I promoted my story SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION. Anyway I hope you'll leave a nice comment and as always THANKS FOR READING.