Stupid Law 14
A/N: Once again I apologise for the slow update…once again college got in the way.
So I realise that Sherlock and John didn't find out that Mycroft knew of Moriarty's plans…Time for a little revenge…
"Sherlock…I was just thinking…Why did Mycroft let you out of your curfew so easily? Surely, after our antics he would have wanted revenge." John said sitting down after making himself and the detective a cup of tea. Sherlock was staring intently at the smiley face on the wall and John could tell that he was thinking.
"You know John I have been giving that a bit of thought myself, and I think that Moriarty is the answer." John, at this remark, spat out his tea in surprise.
"What exactly do you mean Sherlock? You think your brother is working with that … that psychopath?" managed John after a few minutes of trying to clear his throat. Sherlock turned to John and gave him one of his think what you are saying faces.
"Now John really? My brother and Jim Moriarty? Have some sense. No, it is my belief that after the airport stunt Jim became interested and Mycroft was stupid enough to rise to his bait."
Both men sat in silence contemplating what their course of action should be. Technically it should be Moriarty's turn but he was apparently having some difficulty with the Singapore police who did not take being bribed well. This left them completely bored for lack of cases or pranks.
"Hang on a minute…I think it might be time for Mycroft to take a little trip to say…Belgium perhaps" began John. At this Sherlock looked up, his eyes bright and full of mischief.
"Nice choice John...I think Mycroft would look rather fetching in red." As this image settled in the boys heads they burst into laughter. For the rest of the day each time they caught each other's eye the laughter would begin and not end for several minutes.
By the next evening everything had been set up and John was ready to make the phone call which would set Mycroft up good and proper. He dialled the number as Sherlock sat across from him in his favourite armchair, perfectly alright.
"Mycroft its John look something is wrong…Sherlock isn't replying to my messages…" John said in a very convincing stressed out voice.
"What do you mean not replying…what is he up to?" Mycroft said and John could hear the worry in his voice. "When did you last hear from him?"
John was fighting hard to hold back the laughter as Sherlock made dramatic arm movements mocking his elder brother.
"Ehh… the last I heard...he was…he was in Belgium…ehh chasing down Rhodes" John stuttered making his plea all the more realistic.
"I wasn't aware he had left the country John," Mycroft replied "I'll meet you at the airport in twenty minutes and I'll send the car."
Twenty minutes later John and Sherlock disguised as a security man were sitting on the plane waiting for Mycroft.
He appeared in his usual suit and carrying that ridiculous umbrella. John tried to look worried and scared and obviously passed as Mycroft patted him on the shoulder and whispered "Don't worry John we'll find him," before taking his seat. Sherlock had to stifle a giggle at this and received a warning look from John. He shrugged and turned away to avoid attracting Mycroft's attention.
When the plane was coming in to land, John put the second part of their plan into action.
"Mycroft I almost forgot he texted me instructions before…well before…you know…" John trailed off handing the phone to Mycroft which showed a text from Sherlock dated two days previous.
Use red hat as signal-SH
"You'll have to…do it...Rhodes knows me…"
Mycroft consented immediately and took the red hat from John's trembling hands. The air in Brussels was dense with rain so Mycroft pulled on the hat while John pulled up his jacket hood.
Sherlock snuck down the steps and sprinted unseen into the city. He would alert the police to Mycroft and it felt great to be getting his own back once again.
Ten minutes later John and Mycroft were walking along the main road in the city, eyes darting left and right, looking for the detective. John took a step back when he noticed two policemen heading in their direction. Silently he slipped into a side alley to observe the chaos which was about to occur.
The two men walked directly up to Mycroft and without a word handcuffed Mycroft and began to drag him to the local station.
Mycroft looked wildly around, searching for John without success.
"Mr Holmes you are under arrest for breaking the law of wearing a red hat while walking down the main street. Being a member of the British Government we expected more respect for the rules." Mycroft was stunned into silence as he was placed in the cell. After a few seconds Mycroft realised what had just happened and he exploded.
"Sherlock Holmes you better show your face in the next ten seconds or so help me you will live to regret it." he roared at the top of his voice.
Sherlock and John stood outside the cell in fits of laughter. John then had the door open and he sauntered in.
"Look who I found alive and well after all…" John said as he pulled Sherlock into view. Mycroft raced toward Sherlock ready to give him a piece of his mind but Sherlock raised his hand.
"Now dear brother I would think twice as we are your ticket out of here." At tis Mycroft shrunk back at which point Sherlock turned to John and simply whispered:
"Told you he would loo rather fetching in red!" before exiting the cell leaving Mycroft to stew for a little longer.
Hope you enjoyed this instalment! I enjoyed writing it! Let me know what you thought.