Mary drove through the streets with John by her side and Sherlock in the back with Sherly. Sherlock preferred the idea where John drove and Mary sat in the back with her daughter, but he had recently learned that it was rude to do such things. So, he sat next to the little girl, who was beyond nervous for her first day of school.
"What if the other kids don't like me?" she whispered, looking up him. He pursed his lips, unsure what to say. He never had any friends as a child, so he wasn't sure why she was worried at all. He turned out fine.
"Well," he began, thinking of what John would say. "I think all the other children will love you."
"Really?" she asked, skeptical, which made Sherlock smile. He had never seen her so serious before.
"Really," he answered with a forced, but practiced smile.
"You'll be all right," Mary smiled from the front seat. Sherly nodded, leaning back in her seat. She still wasn't sure about that or if she wanted to go to school at all.
"Did you like school, Shalock?" Sherly asked, looking back up at him.
"Well, to a point," Sherlock admitted as John glanced at him in the mirror with a warning look. He did not want his daughter to think that school was boring or stupid. Sherlock looked back at the little girl and smiled again. "I didn't like getting up in the morning."
"Really?" Sherly giggled as John gave Sherlock an approving look.
"I've never been much for early mornings," Sherlock admitted as Sherly relaxed.
"I like early mornings," she added as Sherlock nodded.
"That will get you very far," Mary interjected before Sherlock could make a comment as they neared the school. Sherly glanced up at Sherlock, who gave her a reassuring smile.