Sherlock stood in the middle of his living room, staring at the wall. The latest case rather interesting, but not the most exciting. Someone had called in a case about a missing horse. What made this case different was the fact that the farm boy claimed that he had stayed up all night to watch the horses as he usually did, to which several others could attest to, but he saw no one come and take the prize horse. Of course, Sherlock started to make his deductions, but soon grew bored and texted John immediately. Being impatient, Sherlock called him, as John didn't reply.
"What, Sherlock?" John sighed, irritated.
"I need your help on a case," Sherlock informed, getting straight to the point.
"Right this second?" John asked, trying to keep his temper.
"Of course."
"Are you sure this can't wait an hour or so?" John inquired, trying to buy more time.
"John, there is a prize horse missing and the race is this afternoon," Sherlock informed, knowing he could handle the case. A long silence ensued after his comment before John took a deep breath.
"Look, Sherlock, I have to take Sherly to school," John whispered as Sherlock stopped in his tracks.
"Why?" he asked, confused. He had seen the little girl a few days prior, and she hadn't been in school then.
"Because it's her first day of school," John answered.
"Get Mary to take her."
"She and I are taking Sherly."
"Well, if Mary is driving, then-"
"Sherlock, this important!" John shouted into the phone before Sherlock pulled the phone away from his ear. When he heard John sigh, he put the device back. "Look, Mary is asking you to come with us. After that, I can help you with the case."
"Perfect. I'll be there shortly."