I have many Ideas but I dont know how to write them, Year 11 is starting next Thursday so I might be updating a lot less, sorry guys.

In a complete shock Ivy took in the surroundings, To the right of the huge, brobdingnagian room fitted with bright fitted lights like tiles on the ceiling a space fit for a gym was there, with high tech treadmills, bikes and step machines coated in shiny silver metal which reflected the light stood. In the middle a boxing ring with red as well as white rope surrounding the perimeter of the ring. Beside the ring stood a various number of punching bags some stood in the shape of humans filled with sand others hang from the ceiling and swung from side to side. At the left of the room was a climbing frame type thing almost like the ones you get at school. In all honesty Ivy just wanted to play on it, climb up the rock climbing bit, on the monkey bars and be able to swing on the ropes. However this was very unlikely as Sebastian led a wide mouthed Ivy towards the gym equipment, mostly by the treadmill making Ivy want to cry. Although she had, had to run many times in her life, she hated it. Running was associated with danger mostly, more of a survival skill not something that she should enjoy to get 'fit' and 'strong' it was just like a survival skill Bear Grylls would have to stay alive in the jungle.

'Hell' Ivy thought to herself as she rolled her eyes.

"Can't I just" Ivy gestured frantically towards the climbing section, she was like a child as they walk past a playground or fairground.

"First"... Sebastian made jazz hands towards the running machine "You run"

"I'm leaving, i'm going and you can't make me"

"You're not even running on it yet, and you're making a fuss, so I don't think you can outrun me, nobody can out run me"

"I semi did" 'I'm sure people can, ego much' of course Ivy wasn't going to say the second part

Then Ivy noticed the daggers that were being shot at her by sebastian.

'Can he mind read or something?'

More evils came she imagined that he was imagining actually stabbing her at this moment so she put her hand up in surrender as she stood, arms folded on the treadmill. The grey jogging bottoms that Sebastian had borrowed her were far to big for Ivy, she kept almost tripping over when her feet got caught on the bottom on them making them damp from the rain when she walked. Because being short wasn't hard enough as it was. but they were comfy so a bonus was present as she wore them. She watched as Sebastian pressed a few keys then left walking over to the punching bags as the deck under her feet began to move gradually getting faster, then all at once making her move her legs so she didn't fall. Launching forward she gripped the bars and began to run properly.

'I can do this' She thought as the treadmill became faster 'Ok just keep moving, how do I slow this down?" Ivy wondered she dared press any buttons although that thought did occur but she could only imagine what would happen if she broke the machine. With her luck it breaking was likely. She was always unlucky. As you can tell.

Almost two hours in the gym and she still wasn't allowed the climb on the climbing walls he just kept saying "Wait". Now they were on the fighting side, the punch bags etc. Chucking wrist wraps at Ivy, she just glared at them in confusion, she knew almost what they was but not how to put them on. Now it was Sebastian's turn to roll his eyes. Walking over to her he snatched them back grabbing Ivy's hand and wrapping it around her right followed by her left with the other. "I should have got junior" Sebastian teased with a slight snigger. Today had become a eye rolling competition for Ivy as she done it again. Rolled her eyes.

"And punch" Sebastian gestured at the matte red punch bag that hang in front of Ivy. At first she smiled having the thought of punching sebastian but she decided against that and instead just hit the punching bag slightly, it was more of a gentle tap than anything, she blushed slightly realising how much of a child she was like. "Come here" Sebastian ordered, she shuffled to her right. Sebastian took her wrists placing them in the correct place just below her chin. "Keep them here as much as you can

"Taking a leap of faith, Ivy punched the bag, but she realised that she hurt her self more than anything as her knuckles burned slightly.

"Take this approach then" Sebastian sighed "Think of this as, the punching bag, as the one person you wanna punch or kill right now... Like you're stepdad"

"He isn't and was never my stepdad" Ivy yelled slightly punching the bag harder.

After a while she got the hang of it and Seb called it a day, still not allowing her to go on the climbing wall. As they walked out she realised a door Sebastian just smiled "It's where I practice my shooting". "Oh"

Later that night Sebastian gave in and bought Ivy McDonalds "Here you go Kiddo, you deserve it... Kinda" He smiled at her as her face lit up "But this is the last one this month"

"Thanks" Ivy grinned digging into the chicken nuggets and fries then frowned "Ain't you got one?" She was concerned.

"I'm making it later"

"Oh, alright, wanna chip?"

"Nah" Seb stated rather snobbishly but then smiled and suggested "So I was thinking, maybe I can give cars a chance, what do you think?"

"Yeah" Ivy grinned more then took another bite of the golden, crispy nugget.

Ivy felt like a six year old again, but she didn't care. They were half way through the movie and the picture looked like a dad and a daughter watching a film as Ivy was falling asleep on his shoulder wrapped in a blanket. Until when in a panic Seb yelled "Hide, in my room, in the wardrobe... Now" Quickly he turned off Cars and the tv and chucked the McDonalds packet away. Scanning the text Seb panicked more but tried to hide, he heard the wardrobe door slam shut and shut his bedroom door quickly.

'Surprise babe, be at yours in 5, i'm seriously drunk' JM

It was bang on five minutes when a knock, more like a kick on the door was heard. A Irish slur yelled "Tiger, let me in" he was seriously drunk. Sighing loud Seb opened the door only for a body to collapse against his and then rub his cheek "Sebby. Tiger, I didn't see you all day and i'm drunk" He laughed "Do you still love me Tiger?"

"Yes, Jim now please go"

"That's not very nice" Jim began to sob "I miss it Tiger, playing with Sherlock, with ordinary people and Johnyboy, who now has a daughter, who would have thought, I thought that Sherlock and him would be together but John isn't gay..." Jim babbled on before he lead Seb carelessly to his room.

"Nope, I think somebody need to go home, i'll drive you" Seb suggested in a pleading tone.

"Come on"

In the tight wardrobe Ivy began to hear kissing and words such as "I love you Tiger" and "Jim, I love you more" quietly Ivy opened the wardrobe to be greeted by the sight of another mans back, she guested it was this Jim guy whilst Seb sat opposite him, facing the wardrobe, sucking his neck and kissing him passionately he looked up in the dark room but caught a glimpse of Ivy who smiled mockingly with her thumbs facing up, he could see her mouthing "You go dude" In a rather cocky manner, quietly she slid out the door and ran out of the house grabbing her jacket which lay on the sofa.

Luckily Jim... Jim Moriarty... He was so drunk and in love with Seb at this moment he didn't realise what happened, and would never know... Hopefully so just carried on with Sebastian all night until three in the morning. Shortly after they just lay there, Jim fast asleep but Seb, couldn't that night as he knew that, that was a close one.

It was short, sorry. Any who question time, cause Im still doing this.

Who is your OTP?

Johnlock/ Mormor for me.