[sherlock] It's mine, don't move!

"Oh John, we met again, after a day." After opening the door, it was Mycroft Holmes leaning on the door frame, still wearing a traditional British aristocratic gentleman's attire, wearing a standard three-year-old. Wearing a rigorous white traditional suit, he never forgets a black umbrella in his left hand. Under the thin hair receding to the hairline, he outlines a polite and distant reserved smile.

"I think it's 32 hours later. What's the matter with you here? Isn't it an agent of MI[-] who honorably sacrificed his life for the country because of his job?" Sherlock still held a john in his hand. He just took off the sea-blue scarf that was handed to him from the hanger, looked at his brother standing at the door to block them from going out, and sprayed vicious and sarcastic words unceremoniously.

"Sherlock, you can't say that about the warriors of our British Empire, they are all good." Mycroft frowned slightly and gave Sherlock a meaningful look, but there was no sign of anger in his eyes.

"Forget it, you sanctimonious performer."

"Aren't you going to invite us in, John?" Decisively ignoring the little animal-like little brother who stood in front of John and almost opened his arms to protect the cub, Mycroft still smiled calmly, and asked directly 'Teddy' John, who is struggling to emerge from behind Sherlock.

"Please come in, we are all very happy that you can come to our house, Mycroft."

"John!" Sherlock quit. He glared at Mycroft, then turned his head and pursed his thin lips, staring at John aggrievedly.

John glanced at the big detective who was in desperate need of comfort like a big dog, and stretched out his hand to smooth his curly hair, only to realize that due to the huge disparity in height between the two, it seemed that he couldn't get a picture of the other end. The beautiful and fluffy curly hair is gone, so I can only turn to pat him on the shoulder resentfully, as a comfort.Well, John thought regretfully, it seems that he himself is the one who should drink two more glasses of milk, and help him drink half of Sherlock's share from tomorrow, but he doesn't know at this stage Can it grow taller?

Cough, now is not the time to think about this!

"Okay, Sherlock. Don't make any more trouble. Come in, Mycroft. What do you want to drink? I'll make you a cup of lemon tea. There are some fresh lemons in the refrigerator at home."

"Lemon tea? It's a pretty good drink. But, John, it seems that you have to prepare three."

Just when John looked confused, Mycroft flashed into the room with his hands and feet, and two white-haired and childlike old couples suddenly appeared on the stairs behind him. Their faces were mixed with curiosity and relief in the same way. He looked at John and Sherlock with a complicated expression, and John subconsciously turned his head to look at Sherlock, only to see that the scarf in this man's hand was untied, and he was pressing his forehead with one hand and looking like he was having a headache.

"These two are..." Seeing his lover's unwillingness to speak to death like a clam, John quietly reached out and pinched the soft flesh around his waist, feeling the whole body beside him tremble instantly. Only then did John let out a sigh of relief in his heart, but he kept a calm and polite smile on his face.

Seeing the two brothers staring at each other like fighting cocks, even if John couldn't use the deductive method, he had some faint guesses in his brain.

really--

"Daddy, Mommy, what are you still doing at the door? Come in quickly." When Sherlock turned around, he unceremoniously glanced at McCoff who was standing in the living room, and the two communicated in secret with unfathomable eyes. with.

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"Why did you bring them here?" Sherlock asked with dissatisfied eyes.

"You think I want to? When they raided London early in the morning, they dragged me along and clamored to come and see you together." Mycroft was equally dissatisfied.

"They told you to come, you just come? I still have to investigate the case!"

"Who told you that you are their most beloved young son."

"Hmph, don't make yourself sound like a poor child who is loved by no one."

"It's a little bit worse than you, and I'm very pleased with that."

"Humph"

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"Sherlock, are you two talking bad about us in secret?" The shoulder-length silver hair was tied neatly with a scrunchie, with light makeup on his face, and he was only wearing a gray two-layer knitted long-sleeved sweater. and black velvet trousers, with a small and exquisite imitation crocodile leather bag in his left hand, and a silver-haired old man wearing a formal silver-gray suit and a red spotted bowknot next to his right hand, the atmosphere of the two is quite similar Intimate and warm.

"no!"

"no!"

The two brothers turned their heads to look at Mrs. Holmes at the same time, and firmly denied it with one voice.One can tell at a glance that this kind of thing has definitely happened many times in the Sherlock Holmes family. Look, the two brothers have already formed conditioned reflexes to answer.

"It's fine if you don't have one, then let's go in, old man." Mrs. Holmes looked suspiciously back and forth at the two sons who were obviously guilty, and without hesitation, she took her husband's hand and took the lead into the living room.Looking up and scanning the living environment of 221B carefully, John, who has been silently paying attention to the two elderly people, nodded with a smile in the corner of her eyes, and he knew that the lady was quite satisfied with his son's current living place.

Now that his lover's parents are here, of course John needs to perform well, no matter what, he must try to make a good impression on himself in front of his 'future in-laws', right?

"John, follow Sherlock and call us Daddy and Mommy. We're almost a family, so don't be too polite." Seeing John's busy reception, Mrs. Holmes took the lemon tea and gently Taking a sip, he felt more and more satisfied with the new partner his son had found.Look at Sherlock and look at John again, they are all human beings, why is there such a big gap between them? !When John was busy, this brat, who never made people feel at ease, was leaning on the sofa with his long legs crossed and hands spread, pretending to be an uncle! !Moreover, I have never seen him make tea or pour water for his parents since he was a child. He is really incomparable to John!

"Old man, do you want to say something?" The more satisfied Mrs. Holmes bumped into Mr. Holmes with an elbow.

"Me? Oh, just call us Daddy and Mommy. Also, John remembers to bring Sherlock home for Christmas. We haven't had a good Christmas for two years." Mr. Holmes is a The standard wife is strict, and seeing that his wife is satisfied with the 'daughter-in-law', he has nothing to say.

"Daddy, Mommy" John immediately followed the words of the old Sherlock Holmes and his wife in a good manner, which made the couple even more satisfied.

The old Sherlock Holmes couple had reached a consensus a long time ago. Based on Sherlock's high-functioning anti-social personality and all kinds of strange problems, they originally thought that Sherlock would be a lonely life, and they could let this youngest son live until his death in peace. It is already satisfied.You say they can't see Sherlock getting old?It doesn't matter, as long as they don't send white-haired people to black-haired people in their lifetime, not to mention that after the two of them died, wouldn't there be a brother named Mycroft to take over this difficult task?

But now God bless!Suddenly there was a John who was willing to marry Sherlock and loved Sherlock wholeheartedly. For the whole family, it was like a pie falling from the world, and John was that delicious pie. It’s still the kind with seafood meat stuffing!

"Daddy, isn't our family unhappy about the holidays?" Mycroft quit first, why did he leave a lot of official duties and run back to Birmingham for that silly Christmas!

"Mycroft, any festival always has its meaning. Don't always think that the festival is only celebrated by those people outside who you think are stupid and ignorant." Mrs. Holmes looked at her eldest son unhappily, and continued Di taught: "Also, you must attend your brother's wedding in the middle of next month, and you are not allowed to evade me by saying that you have important official duties."

"Mommy, I am now shouldering the safety and freedom of the entire British Empire. I am very busy." Mycroft pouted.

"Even if Buckingham Palace is bombed and the Queen is kidnapped that day, you still have to officiate at the wedding!"

"..."

"If anyone dares to mess up our youngest son's wedding, I will definitely get angry."

"I see, Mommy." Mycroft assured me resignedly.

"Okay, John, you can marry Sherlock with peace of mind when the time comes. The old man and I will support you. Sherlock's character is a little special, so you should take more care of him. Mycroft told us Said that you would be a very suitable partner for Sherlock, and his vision has always been excellent. Do you have any other requests for the wedding next month?" She gave Mycroft an imposing look, Mrs. Holmes Only then did he let his eldest son go, and when he turned his head to look at John, he had already smiled kindly.

It seems that all members of the Sherlock Holmes family have acting skills at the actor level!John secretly expressed his feelings in his heart, and when he heard Mrs. Holmes' words, he said shyly: "I have no objection."

"What a well-behaved boy, better than my two sons..." Mrs. Holmes held John's hand and did not let go, satisfied in her heart and eyes.No way, any normal boy looks much more cute and cute than her family's two carefree brats, right?What's more, this is about to become the third 'son' of their family, and of course his family looks more pleasing to the eye than outsiders.

Therefore, people in the Holmes family are usually very defensive.

"John, come sit here with me!" Sherlock squinted his dark green eyes, staring unhappily at the hands that his mother and John were holding each other. It looked really dazzling!John is his, so naturally he can only hold his hand! ! "John!!"

"Oh." Glancing at Sherlock, who was exuding an aura of 'I'm very angry', John gave Mrs. Holmes a shy and apologetic smile, and obediently sat next to Sherlock, pulling his hands consciously. Holding his hand, interlocking fingers, calmed down Sherlock's irritable mood.

"Okay, what are you doing in London?" Sherlock, who was standing on the armrest of the red sofa with one hand propping his cheek, looked at his parents, with a trace of forbearance and impatience, and asked.

"Oh, we're in London for a visit. Speaking of which, I'm angry, Sherlock, do you know that the old man lost his ticket before he went out. I told him if he put the ticket on the fireplace In the middle of the hanging calendar, he said..." Speaking of this incident, Mrs. Holmes began to complain and complain to her youngest son endlessly.

"Old woman, I didn't put it there..." Mr. Holmes looked at his wife helplessly.

"Anyway, that's when I realized it was missing and I asked him if he looked behind the couch, he always throws things behind the couch, right?"

"Maybe." John replied with a neutral word with some embarrassment.

And Sherlock put his hands together and raised his legs to look at the wall in front of him, starting his usual thinking mode of facing the wall, God knows how much he listened to!And what about McCoff?He was so bored that he was concentrating on watching the gloomy sky outside the window of 221B while holding a teacup.

"Like keys, change, candy, especially his glasses."

"Ah, glasses."

"I told him to put everything on a chain and just hang the chain around his neck." Mrs. Holmes took a sip of lemon tea from her teacup, moistened her throat, and continued to mutter: " He said and did that and he became 'Larry Grayson'."

"Yes, Larry Grayson," Mr. Holmes added afterwards.

"Then have you found those tickets?" Sherlock took a deep breath, and continued to look at the profile photos pasted on the wall behind his parents.

"Thank God, we found it before the car set off. We were already planning to visit St. Paul's Cathedral and the Tower of London, but people said that the Houses of Parliament will not allow entry today, and heard that there will be an important debate."

"I also heard in the news that the parliament building will hold a vote on an important new anti-terrorism bill today." Sherlock squinted his eyes thoughtfully, jumped up from the sofa, and approached the The photos on the wall were carefully observed. "Mycroft, don't you have to go to Parliament?"

"Me? No, no, no, as a filial son, I have already decided to reject this so-called important meeting. I have to go to the opera with Mom and Dad—"Les Miserables". Are you interested?" McCaw The husband's eyes flickered slightly, put down the teacup, and soon invited his younger brother with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"Sherlock, shall we go together?" The old Holmes couple looked expectantly at Sherlock.

"No, I have a case to investigate." Sherlock resolutely refused.Looking at the time on the wall, he made some silent calculations in his head, so he decided to chase away the guests, "John and I still have a serious case to solve. The opera that McCoff will accompany you to enjoy is about to begin? Let's go .”

"But, the opera doesn't officially start until 2:[-] p.m.?"

"Go out now, take a bus to visit St. Paul's University, visit the Tower of London, and finally go to the Chinese restaurant next to the theater to have a delicious lunch and a cup of coffee. The time is just right. Mycroft, don't dawdle Yes, hurry up!" Looking at Mycroft who stood up slowly holding a black umbrella, Sherlock became even more dissatisfied, why does this brother always make his heart burn instantly? ! !

"We're going to stay here until Sunday, Sherlock, can't you take some time to visit London with us?"

"Maybe not, how about next time?" Facing Mrs. Holmes' invitation, John shrugged his shoulders with some regret, and walked over to hug the two old people cordially.John felt that his choice of entering Sherlock Holmes' house couldn't be more correct. They are a pair of parents who are easy to get along with. In the future, he will take Sherlock to visit them often, or ask them to live in 221B for a while?However, at the same time, John can also foresee that Sherlock will have a dark face after knowing his decision, or he will hold a violin bow to the violin and make a noise of sawing wood to harm him and Mrs. Hudson. dissatisfied.However, he will always have a way to get Sherlock to agree when the time comes, so let's decide happily!

John has been longing for a big happy family since his last life, and he finally got his wish in this life, which made him very excited.He will try his best to make himself fall in love with Sherlock, and he will also try his best to love Sherlock's relatives and protect this family together!

"Sherlock, you have always disdained to do this kind of thing because of John?" When John and the old Holmes couple reluctantly said goodbye, the Holmes brothers who went downstairs first were also quietly exchanging some unknown things .

"Of course, just because I don't bother to do it doesn't mean I won't do it." Sherlock quietly looked back at John, put his hands in the pockets of the black windbreaker, and answered his brother's question calmly.

"For the approval of John's only relative?"

"We don't need recognition, but he's my partner."

"Oh yeah? I hope so."

This topic was lightly exposed by the two brothers.

"Remember to call us, Sherlock." Mrs. Holmes, who was standing beside the black car, took the hand of her youngest son and repeatedly urged her.

"understood."

"We are really glad to see you, Sherlock, your difficult years of incognito are over, we are really happy for you."

"Remember to call us often, your mommy is very worried about you." Mr. Holmes also said seriously.

"you promise?"

"I promise!"

"John?" Mrs. Holmes looked at John again after receiving the assurance from her youngest son.

"I will also call you often." Compared to Sherlock's reluctance, John was more than happy to promise.

"Very good, goodbye."

"Goodbye." It was hard to see off the three members of the Holmes family. The two looked at the black car that was fading away. John held Sherlock's cool hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This family loves each other deeply. The elder brother who the younger brother disdains to express, the younger brother whose IQ and EQ are in extreme contrast, and now he, John, who seems to be normal but has a different soul inside, this pair of parents will have to continue to quarrel in the future rhythm~