Stupid Law 31

A/N: This one comes courtesy of themustacheninja Thanks…Here we go again.

Mycroft Holmes did not like legwork. John had realised this not long after meeting the man. Sherlock was still on a high from Ohio and John had actually found the experience quite amusing too. He still vowed to get Sherlock back but for now he had another idea.

"Sherlock how about we take a trip to Colorado and invite your brother to come and help with the case we have?" said John out of the blue. Sherlock looked quizzical wondering why on earth they should invite his really rather annoying brother along for a trip to solve a case Sherlock knew nothing about.

"John I really don't think that that would be a good idea. You know what he's like…" Sherlock then saw the amused look on John's face and realised that the good doctor was up to something. Any chance to humiliate his brother, Sherlock would take in a heartbeat.

"What have you got in mind John? You know it has to be something good!"

"Didn't you once mention Mycroft has a weakness for a certain kind of fight?" replied John rather enjoying Sherlock's changing expressions as he frantically searched for the law that would leave his brother once again behind bars. Moments later Sherlock burst into fits of laughter and John knew he had found it.

"Oh John…this is brilliant…he's going to be rather blue in the face…quite literally in fact." This last comment set John off and for a few minutes neither was able to speak. The only thing left to do was to make the call to Mycroft. John left this to the detective as he was able to keep his face straight slightly better than him. Sherlock pulled out his mobile and dialled the number.

"Hello brother mine" began Sherlock "I require your assistance on a case that myself and John picked up while in Ohio. I know how you despise legwork but your presence would be of significant help on this occasion." Mycroft protested for quite some time while Sherlock held the phone at arms- length and made a few faces which caused John to break into a fit of silent giggles. He had not seen this side of Sherlock in quite a while so it was rather refreshing.

"Brother dear, you know I would not ask unless I was desperate and on this occasion I really am quite desperate." This sentence seemed to convince Mycroft; mainly because Sherlock made it sound as if something rather tragic was about to occur.

Less than twenty four hours later Mycroft found himself in a rather snowy Colorado aiding Sherlock and John in a completely made up case. He was rather intrigued by the case as well he should be. Sherlock had designed it to be so. The three of them found themselves outside in the snow on the second night apparently following a suspect. Mycroft felt a thud on the back of his head suddenly and turned to find that John had thrown a snowball at him. He was crouching down behind a fence now but Sherlock was a sitting duck. Within minutes the boys found themselves in all- out war of a snowball fight. It was strange to see the 'British Government' in such a position and it only added to the enjoyment for the detective and the doctor. They let Mycroft build up a pile of ammunition before they called the police sergeant. They had built up a rapport over the previous few days and had informed them of their plans. He was up for a laugh and so within five minutes he was standing behind an unnoticing Mycroft as he prepared to fire.

"Excuse me sir but just what do you think you are doing?" he asked in the most sinister tone he could muster. Mycroft dropped the snowball in shock and turned to face the sergeant.

"I am having a snowball fight with my brother and his colleague," came Mycroft's response not seeing the problem.

"On your own admittance you have violated one of our local laws and this is why I'm placing you under arrest for having a snowball fight which is illegal in the state of Colorado."

"SSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCCCCCCCCCCCCCK I AM GOING TO KILL YOU AND JOHN FOR THIS!" roared Mycroft completely unimpressed. As he was led away he could hear his brother and John laughing loudly and holding the phone up evidently making a video to show people back home. He would not live this down and he vowed to get his revenge and slowly he began to form a plan in his mind…

A/N: I hope you enjoy this instalment because I enjoyed writing it! The boys will have to watch their step… Here comes brother dearest…