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I still do no own Sherlock *sighs*
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Chapter Nine
"Mary…this isn't going how I had planned it to…he let me touch his hair! He doesn't let anyone do that…& he let me kiss his-", Molly explained hurriedly.
"You two kissed?!", Mary blurted.
The two friends were sitting outside a café, near 221B, Baker Street. Molly had wanted to meet Mary as quickly as possible & they met over at lunch.
"No! No, his forehead did! I mean…ugggh….I mean I kissed his forehead. I think I know what he meant when he said I'm making him feel weird. Maybe that's why he called Redbeard over…should I move out?"
"Definitely not!"
"But Mary I don-"
"The walls are breaking, aren't they…?", Mary whispered.
Molly gulped & looked away from her, "They are…"
They sat in silence for a few minutes when Mary exclaimed, "Oh look who is here!", Mary grinned as she looked over Molly's shoulder. Molly turned around & groaned at the sight of Sherlock, who himself was frowning at her & John.
"Can we join you two?", John grinned & pulled a chair beside Molly.
"No we can't John we ne-", Sherlock protested.
"Shut up and sit down", John waved his hand at him. Sherlock kept standing for a few seconds, frozen to the spot. Mary & John glared at his attitude & Molly burst into giggles. Mary & John turned to frown at her this time.
"S-Sorry…!", she apologized & bowed her head to look at her lap.
"Sherlock", Mary narrowed her eyes at him & tugged at his arm. Sherlock rolled his eyes & pulled a chair slowly & with a loud screech, beside Mary.
"Very mature", Mary murmured.
"Yes and what would you call what you and John have been brewing about Mol-", Sherlock drawled.
"Molly...!", Mary quickly exclaimed & turned to look at Molly.
Molly looked up at her with a small, frown.
"Did you even bother thinking about getting that thing on your head, sorted?", Mary changed the subject quickly.
"Shut up!", Molly scowled, "and no…I didn't…", she murmured.
"Well then, we're going to get it sorted soon", she smiled & patted her friend's hand.
"It doesn't need sorting", Sherlock glared at Mary.
"Your nest of a bird needs sorting too!", Mary tugged at a strand of his hair.
"Oww! Don't touch my hair! Control your wife, Watson!", Sherlock scowled & rubbed his head as a waiter came up to them to receive the new customers' orders.
"Control your hair!", John grinned & ordered himself a cup of tea.
"And for you, sir?", the waiter smiled & asked Sherlock.
"A knife, please? I need to rid the world of pests", Sherlock grit his teeth at John & Mary, who together with Molly started giggling again.
"Just fish and chips for him", Molly managed to speak out.
"I'm not hungry!", Sherlock pouted at her. Molly whipped her head around & shot him a glare.
"Oh…ummm…yes I'm hungry. Fish and chips….", Sherlock raised the menu card in front of his face to avoid Molly's glare.
"Did you ju-", John smiled & sat up to look at Sherlock better.
"Shut up", Sherlock scowled in his flustered state.
"Oh, look he's blushing", Mary giggled & flicked the tip of his pink ear.
"Woman!", Sherlock thrust the menu card towards her face, & turned his head to find all three people laughing at him. Someone needs to help me. He scowled & fidgeted in his chair, letting his leg brush against Molly's. Molly blushed & curled her fingers around the glass she was holding so tightly, that her knuckles turned white.
"Sorry…", Sherlock murmured.
"It's alright, Sherlock Holmes", John grinned and slapped his arm unaware of the fact that the apology was meant for Molly. Sherlock glowered at him & tucked his legs to himself.
"I…need t-to go…", Molly murmured & pushed her chair back to stand up as Mary grabbed her wrist.
"But, why? We haven't even seen him eat his food!", Mary whined and tugged at her arm gently. Molly looked at each of their faces, Mary grinning, John smiling and Sherlock doing something between a pout and a smirk.
Molly guffawed at Sherlock's face, quickly clapping her hand to her mouth, "Oh dear, he's pouting!"
"Oh, you too, then!", Sherlock scowled & turned to look the other way just as their food arrived.
"Tea for you sir…", the waiter placed a cup of tea in front of John, "and fish and chips for you sir", a plate of fish and chips was placed in front of Sherlock.
"Eat", John grinned & sipped his tea.
"No!"
"Sherlock…", Molly spoke in a warning tone.
"Not unless you help me eat", Sherlock grinned at her devilishly.
"I don't like fish, Sherlock", Molly grimaced.
"I meant, you feed me", his grin widened scarily.
"Oh, no no no no!", Molly shook her head, "This isn't a drama show going over here, ok!", she glowered at the actively grinning blond couple.
"Fine, then I won't eat", Sherlock pouted as he crossed his arms over his chest & leaned back against his chair. No matter how hard she tried, she ended up giggling at his pout.
"Ok…alright. But I get my credit card back then."
"No, you get pocket money everyday."
"It's not enough!"
"Not enough for moving out?"
Molly scowled, & stabbed his hand with a fork.
"Oww! Why is everyone getting violent here?", Sherlock whined & patted his injured hand.
"This, Sherlock Holmes…", Molly pointed to her hair, "is violent and obnoxious and-"
"Yes…I get it!", Sherlock drawled.
"So am I getting my credit card back?"
"Yes, but you're staying and I get to feed you too", Sherlock made a puppy dog face & Molly had to bite her tongue from laughing.
"Fine…"
"Awww, you two look like a couple fighting over petty issues!", Mary cooed.
Molly blushed and dropped the fork onto the plate with a loud clatter & Sherlock knocked a glass off the table in his state of flustered excitement.
"Sorry…! I'll pay for that!", Sherlock shouted out to the counter where the waiters were glaring at him. Sherlock pulled out a credit card & slid it onto the table between him and Molly, "Well…?"
Molly stared at the card & fixed a scowl at Sherlock as she picked up a knife & fork to begin the painful exercise.
I'll be back with another chapter soon! x :)