Stupid Laws 3
A/N: Thanks to everyone who favourited, reviewed and added an alert to this story. Hopefully you will continue to enjoy these little episodes.
"Remind me again why we are in Scotland, Sherlock. You have no cases, and there is no possible reason why I had to come with you". To say that John was annoyed would have been an understatement. He had been dragged away from the comfort of his nice warm flat and was now trekking along an abandoned road with the Detective.
"Now, now John just another fifteen minutes and we will have reached our destination. And don't worry it will be equally as warm as Baker St." John didn't even bother asking how he had worked out what he was thinking, he was too mad to care. However, exactly fifteen minutes later as Sherlock had predicted they stood outside a small pub in a little village. It looked very inviting in John's opinion and was only too glad to follow Sherlock inside.
"Okay Sherlock, spill what are we doing here?" asked John slowly coming out of his sulk.
"I thought that it was obvious John. You needed a holiday and I needed to get away from that idiot brother of mine before he drove me completely insane!" Sherlock replied as he handed John a pint. John was not going to argue with him on that point. He had definitely needed a break and Mycroft was being increasing more annoying with each visit to Baker St. after his brother's stint at law breaking. Somehow he had not found the funny side to the things that Sherlock was getting in trouble for.
Two hours later John and Sherlock had had a few too many and were quite drunk. The barman decided it was best if the went to their hotel and slept it off but Sherlock had other plans. He told John to wait outside the pub for him until he came back. He then stumbled off down the road banging into several objects; a bin; a table; a traffic cone before disappearing from view. John was having too much fun watching to really care what the detective was doing. He sat on a bench and giggled to himself. Ten minutes later Sherlock had not returned. If he had been sober he would have gone after him to check that he hadn't fallen in a ditch and hurt himself, but John was most definitely not sober and so he waited. Fifteen minutes later a policeman came up to him with a stern look on his face.
"John Watson I presume. Follow me please we have a friend of yours in custody." John obeyed not really taking the situation in fully. They arrived at the station and he saw Sherlock behind bars. It was then that John realised that he had been arrested.
"Sher….Sherlock…wh…what could you possibly have done this time. We are in the middle of nowhere and there is no law that you could have possibly broken." John managed before he collapsed onto a chair at reception.
A senior police officer came out and explained to John what had happened and John not really concentrating said that he was in no fit state to be discussing the matter. The police officer did not take kindly to this remark and asked for someone he could call.
"I know who you cou…could emm.. for us. My….Mikey would come and get us. I'm sure of it." The officer stared at John and John said more clearly,
"Mycroft Holmes…I mean he'll come." With that John was sent to Sherlock to wait for the elder Holmes to arrive. Sherlock was still pretty euphoric and asked John who he had sent for, laughing at his actions.
"I sent for Mikey Sherlock…he will totally bail you out."
"John Hamish Watson what have you done! Why would you send for my brother of all people? He's the one I wanted to get away from remember! You are and IDIOT!" Sherlock emphasised this last word and John couldn't understand why Sherlock was upset.
"But he won't be mad you are only here because you are drunk Sherlock that's not against the law!" Sherlock gave him an evil stare before bursting into drunken laughter.
"That is not why I am here John Watson…I am here because I took a cow out of a field and was going to bring it back to se how you'd react! It was an experiment!"
Suddenly John realised that they would both be in a lot of trouble when Mycroft arrived. He would not be happy but at that moment John didn't really care.
"A cow Sherlock…a cow…how did you think that was good idea… oh that's right we are slightly intoxicated" John giggled.
John was too happy because he had a great night out with his sociopathic friend who right now had fallen asleep sitting up which looked downright bizarre.
Two hours later the onslaught came as Mycroft Holmes walked into the station. He was, as John had predicted, raging mad with his brother but also with John for not keeping him out of trouble.
The Baker St. boys just stumbled towards the car and giggled the whole way home much to the disgust of Mycroft who was not at all happy to hear about the 'Adventure of the escaped Cow' which Sherlock was now avidly describing to him.
A/N: Once again a real law which states that is illegal in Scotland to be drunk and in possession of a cow. Hope you enjoyed this one. I'll write more if they are requested. Reviews are welcome