Wake up every day as a superhero

The two people who were supposed to sleep in each other's arms unexpectedly disappeared when the sun rose...

Mycroft woke up from his sleep, and this was the first time in many years that he shared the bed with other people. When he was a child, only Sherlock would climb into his bed when he was afraid, hoping that he would sing to him. Lullaby, but... that was a long, long time ago, back when Redbeard was still around.

He reached out his hand to touch his lover, but he was in vain, the place was already completely cold, and in an instant, McCoff's drowsiness disappeared, and he sat up suddenly from the bed, shocked Looking at the place next to him, it was empty, if it wasn't for the messy/messy bed, even Mycroft would have thought that what happened last night was just a dream.

He rubbed his temples to calm himself down. The only possibility was that Lestrade had new abilities, otherwise he couldn't have disappeared suddenly.

So Mycroft just stood by the bed in his underwear/pants and whispered Lestrade's name, "Gerry? Are you there, Gerry?"

There is another reason why Mycroft judged that Lestrade did not disappear, that is, this is Greg Lestrade's apartment, and the two of them are seriously preparing to fall in love, not a so-called one/night /Love, the chance of Lestrade escaping is really very small.

"Honey? Did you have any superpowers today?"

Very good, no one answered Mycroft, and McCoff took a breath and began to think about where Lestrade had gone. He picked up his mobile phone on the bedside and dialed Lestrade's number. The phone, the phone rang in the room, and he could tell that Lestrade was still in the room.

Mycroft was going to look for clues on the bed. After he lifted the quilt, he saw Lestrade's underwear still on the bed. Even if a person wants to run without a mobile phone, he still needs to put on his clothes , so Mycroft can be [-]% sure that Lestrade is in the room.

"Gerry, this isn't fun."

"Mycroft - Mycroft -"

At this moment, Mycroft heard a shrill voice coming from a certain corner, and he followed the voice to search for it, but he couldn't find anyone.

"Stop it, you idiot - you're going to step on me!"

Fool?Well, as a pet name, Mycroft would still accept it.

If it is stepped on, it can only be said that his Mr. Inspector is likely to become smaller. Mycroft squatted/body looked at the naked/naked man who was struggling to grab/hold the hanging sheet and wanted to climb onto the bed I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

Apparently the one who couldn't be more pocketable was his lover, Greg Lestrade.

Mycroft opened his palm to Lestrade, telling him not to continue climbing, he lifted Lestrade to his eyes and said helplessly: "So can you explain it? ? Why are you... smaller today?"

Still getting smaller without any clothes on.

Lestrade wiped the sweat from his forehead, it would be great if he could explain, "The truth is that I don't know why I'm getting smaller today."

He was shouting at the top of his voice. After shouting this sentence, Lestrade coughed a lot. Just now, in order to let Mycroft find himself, Lestrade thought that he was going to exert all his strength.

Mycroft looked at the naked/naked Lestrade and suddenly felt very cute. He carried the man to the kitchen, and then used a spoon to scoop out a drop of water from the cup and put it on Lestrade's mouth. , Lestrade immediately hugged the spoon as if seeing a savior and drank in big gulps.

"Looks like we need to find you something to replace your clothes with."

Lestrade obviously did not tell him some secrets, and this secret should have a lot to do with why Lestrade became smaller.

Regarding Lestrade's temporary clothes, in the end it was actually Mycroft's handkerchief. A very ancient Greek dress was born on Lestrade, and Mycroft also reworn his own three-piece suit. On, now they need to re-discuss the issue of Lestrade's shrinking.

In fact, Lestrade didn't know why he became smaller, but one thing was certain that he would recover after today.And Lestrade Du Yu didn't have much memory this morning, he just remembered that when McCoff lifted the quilt, he threw him on the floor by the way, causing him to fall down on his head.

"So you're not a mutant in a nutshell, but... every day you turn into someone else?"

Lestrade nodded, that's all.

McCoff covered his forehead and even laughed, "Then the Spider-Man who suddenly appeared in New York is you?"

"Obviously, yes."

"That day you brought Xiali to appear suddenly because you knew in advance that I was in danger, didn't you?"

Lestrade scratched his head, "Yes, that day I was able to hear the thoughts in other people's minds. Simply put, it's telepathy."

"Iron Man is you too."

There is no doubt about this.

"Well, then we can at least be sure that you will be able to change back when you wake up tomorrow. It doesn't matter which superhero you are today."

In fact, Mycroft has some thoughts in his mind about who Lestrade is today, but...they haven't found the relevant equipment in Lestrade's apartment for the time being, and it is very likely that it appeared somewhere. what is the problem.

"So you need to take a day off now, Gray."

No way, it is impossible for the pocket version of Lestrade to go to work.It was Mycroft who asked Anthea to notify Scotland Yard of the leave call. Those vampires in Scotland Yard gave Anthea a lot of face, and even said that Inspector Lestrade could ask for a week's leave even if he wanted to. of.

Lestrade only wanted to judge the bloody bureaucrats for such a thing.

"I still have a job, so...would you like to work with me today?"

Of course, Mycroft was worried about leaving Lestrade alone at home, so since Lestrade was on vacation today, he absolutely put his pocket lover in his pocket and took it wherever he went.

"Okay, then let me visit the office of Mr. Promise British Government."

Lestrade was an optimist. That was the office of Mycroft Holmes, who possessed absolute power. He had only played games there, and had never seriously observed it. This time was a good opportunity to peep McCoff's work.

So an hour later, with his pocket lover in the pocket of his three-piece suit, Mr. Mycroft Holmes began his day's work.

It is the dream of many people to put a lover in his pocket, but today he has realized it.