Hello everyone. A little piece inspired by a person I'm following on tumblr. ENJOY

Sherlock waited just behind the television set for his queue. He still didn't know why he was doing this, he was a consulting detective not a paparazzi boy. Just because he solved a couple of high profile cases and shoved himself off a building doesn't make him media worthy.

"AND A SPECIAL GUESS MR. SHERLOCK HOLMES THE CONSULTING DETECTIVE HIMSELF" said the host of this annoying program. Sherlock heard thunderous applause which surprised him. He stepped out onto the stage and quickly scurried over to his seat, he didn't acknowledge the audience, the host, or even the other celebrities sitting next to him. Sherlock looked out into the crowd and in the middle row on the aisle was Molly smiling right at him. He gave her a very small smile and turned his attention to his fellow guests. There where two, an actress who was obvious excited about performing nude in the theatre, how droll. Then there was the blonde bearded movie star who sat furthest away from him, he looked like a trickster. The type who would come up with elaborate plots to sooth his own devilish needs.

"SOOO. Mr. Holmes how is it knowing that your the most brilliant man in England, Nay, the entire world" asked the host.

"It's been that way my entire life so I don't have a point of comparison" replied Sherlock. The audience erupted in laughter, why.

"Well...I guess if your going to be in your line of work and of course factoring in the things that you've done I guess it's ok for you to have a big ego" said the host. Sherlock just sighed, hopefully this would be over soon.

"ANYWAY, we must talk about your new movie MR. PHILIP MOORE LETS GIVE HIM A ROUND OF APPLAUSE, tell us about it" said the host to the other man on the couch. The star then began to rant and rave about his blockbuster movie and how his character was exploring himself more in this one than he had in the previous one, it was hideous for Sherlock to hear. He looked out into the crowd and saw his little Molly beaming at him. She saw that he was looking at her and she gave him two thumbs up. This made Sherlock giggle, which didn't escape the host's ears.

"The something funny Sherly" he asked. Sherlock considered strangling him for calling him Sherly but decided on a more civilized approach.

"There was someone in the audience that amused me" he said. He glanced over to Molly and saw even from far away that she had turned a bright shade of red.

"SPEAKING of the audience. Many people in this crowd are obviously dedicated to these people on this couch. LETS SEE WHO IS THE BIGGEST AND MOST DEDICATED FAN IN THE AUDIENCE SHALL WE. EVERYONE WHO IS A DEDICATED FAN RAISE YOUR HAND" the host shouted at the people. Suddenly throngs of woman and a few men raised their hands highly. The host grabbed a microphone and made his way into the crowd. Sherlock saw Molly raise her hand up, how foolish of her. The host soon found a woman and put the microphone to her face.

"What's your name sweetheart" he asked.

"Lynn" she said.

"Well Lynn, which one of those people are you dedicated to, and what makes you the most dedicated"

"Well I'd give my heart and soul to Philip Moore, so I'm a def Mooreman. I would take a bullet for him so that's what makes me dedicated" she said proudly, this woman is insane. Who would take a bullet for some man just because he plays a character on the movie screen, insane. The host seemed impressed so he moved on to another lady.

"HIIIIIIIII, IM KENNEDY AND IM A FRICKEN MOOREMAN. I WANT TO HAVE HIS BABIES AND GROW OLD WITH HIM" she yells in the microphone. The host got noticeably creeped out and walked away very quickly. He strode to the other side of the aisle, and picked out a tall, muscular man.

"Hello mister and who do you love" the host asked.

"Ms. Lily Li, and may I say I can't wait to see her naked on that stage, but I've come all the way from Russia. That's like a 50 hour bus ride" the man said in a thick russian accent. The host was very impressed.

"I might as well sit down nobody can top that" he said. He didn't listen to his own advice and he picked another fan from the audience, but this was no ordinary fan. Sherlock watched as he picked Molly and put a microphone in her hand, oh this will be fun.

"What's your name dearie" he asked.

"Um...Molly" she said is her shy tone.

"Hello Molly, who are you a fan of" he asked.

"Well I'm not a fan really, ...but Sherlock Holmes" Molly said. The audience groaned in disappointment, they didn't want it hear about how much she admired the curly haired detective they wanted to hear about how she was crazy for the movie star.

"Really, what makes you a fan of his" he asked.

"Well I'm not a fan really, I'm his girlfriend, and I helped him fake his death and resurrect him at a time when he wouldn't even give me the time of day, so that makes me pretty dedicated" she said. The audience awwwed at her lovely story.

"Did you really ignore her Sherlock" the host asked him. Sherlock picked up his head and just nodded at him. The audience frowned at him.

"It's true Mr. Holmes that you've been voted Britain's Sexiest Man, while I'm still talking to you what are your thoughts on the matter" the host shouted at him.

"I don't care about trivial things such as that" Sherlock replied. The host turned to Molly.

"Is that why you did all that stuff, because he's something pretty to look at" the host hinted jokingly. Molly giggled into the microphone.

"It's not why I did it, but honestly I do believe Sherlock is more handsome and charming than any man on earth, even Philip Moore" she said. Th audience booed Molly, and the movie star laughed at her.

"Oh this will not stand" Philip said. He got up and walked into the crowd and over to Molly. Sherlock's face grewed worried along with the rest of him. Philip walked over to Molly and gave her a very intimate hug and his hands rested on the small of her back, just a little to close to Molly's butt for Sherlock's comfort. Sherlock was in a state of shock and he felt his face contorting weirdly and he fixed it hopefully soon enough so people hadn't seen it. The detective shifted uncomfortable in the couch, but nobody seemed it care. Philip pulled away from Molly and began to walk back to his seat. Once he had plopped himself down he showered everyone with a pompous and accomplished attitude.

"I believe I just stole your girlfriend Sherlock" he said to him. Sherlock's face tightened in rage. Nobody touched his pathologist. Without thinking Sherlock got up from the couch and briskly walked over to Molly's position in the crowd. Everyone was wondering and waiting to see how he would retaliate. Sherlock got up to Molly and put one of his hands on the side of her head and leaned into her face. Moments laters his lips pressed against her and he tried to give her the most passionate, the most powerful kiss he could muster. Sherlock heard the crowd erupted in applause and shouts. When Sherlock pulled away he saw a very stunned Molly. He took his hand back and made his way back to the couch. He sat himself down and took joy in Philip's amazed face.

"Woohoo" he said sinisterly

HOURS LATER

Incoming call: John Watson.

"Should I pick it up" Sherlock asked Molly.

"Why not" Molly simply replied. Sherlock clicked the button and seconds later John's voice came through.

"YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACE" he yelled.

"WHEN THAT MOORE GUY HUGGED MOLLY YOU LOOKED LIKE YOU HAD JUST SEEN MORIARTY FLY AWAY ON A UNICORN" yelled John again.

"Are you just call of me to recap my exploits" asked Sherlock.

"HELL YEAH"

Hey everyone it's me again. I watched Benny Cumberbatch on The Graham Norton show and I was thoroughly pleased. Then I went on tumblr and a girl proposed a fic where Sherlock was on the show and Molly was in the crowd, well I stepped it up. I hope you enjoyed, please leave a nice comment, and as always THANKS FOR READING.