Various X Reader (REQUESTS OPEN)

Sherlock- John Watson X Reader [2]

Title: Faith, Trust & Pixie Dust
Prompt: A bad way to end an amazing day.
Warnings: Angst, be careful where you tread.
Spoilers: None
[Y/I MEANS YOUR INITIALS]
Requested by @weird2yui
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JW= John                            Y/I= You

JW: The flat's much quieter without you xx

Y/I: Don't worry, I'll be home soon X

JW: How's your family? x

Y/I: Same old, same old. But when dad said 'family reunion', I didn't actually think he meant the ENTIRE family. Now my three five year old cousins two times removed are waddling across the floor chasing each other like lunatics X

JW: Waddling? :) x

Y/I: Oh you know what I mean. Anyway, dinner's ready. Should be home tonight. Late, but tonight. Love ya dork xx

JW: I love you too Angel xx

Pocketing your phone with a grin, you looked around your parent's house. You've been here for three days as a get-together. Your dad said it was going to be a small one, but when you arrived to your little sister chasing her two cousins around with play-dough, you questioned his meaning of 'small'.

Now here you were, three days in. More people kept coming through the long weekend. Your parents' house was not the biggest space, so you were almost feeling claustrophobic amidst the sea of teenagers and adults and the elderly along with those toddlers.

"Y/N/N!" A tiny voice squealed. You spun around, slightly laughing when you saw who it was. Maria, your four year old sister, came running towards you, arms outstretched. What made you actually smile was the outfit she was in. She must've been playing dress-up, as she was dressed as Tinker-Bell. She had wings attached to her back and a wand in her hand as well.
"Hello Tinker-Bell! And what might you be doing here?" You had picked her up and slightly tickled her belly, which made her giggle.
"We are here to take you to Neverland!" She cried, raising her wand up in delight. You grinned.
"Who's this 'we' you're talking about?" You asked.
"Me and Peter Pan, of course!" Maria laughed.
"Do you know how to fly?" You questioned. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again before she shook her head.
"Well, to fly you need three things;" you started, beginning to walk through the the over-crowded house to the dinner table. "Faith," you picked up a jelly bean from the table and passed it to her. "Trust," you kissed her on the nose. "And pixie dust." You sat down with her on your lap by the dining table. Needless to say, that dinner was one of the happiest days of your life, except that it was missing one essential element; John.

After dinner, you ended up playing Twister with all the relatives of your age. "Ow!" You yelped as someone fell on top of you, sending you both out.
"Sorry Y/N/N." Benny apologised as everyone started laughing at your tangled limbs. You sat in front of the sofa overlooking the game, sitting in between your mother's legs.
"Last two people everyone!" She announced. Fred and George, the two identical twins, were the last ones on the mat.
"Hey, Fred. Why don't we call it a draw? We'll both drop at the same time." George suggested.
"Yeah, alright." Fred agreed.
"Don't do it Fred! It's a trap!" You managed to get out before laughing again. Fred locked eyes with you and winked.
"Okay, three, two, one." George counted.
Nobody moved and the entire room fell silent.
"Well done George. At least we know you can count down from three." You stated, sending everyone into fits of laughter. Maria had clambered into your lap at this point.
"They can do a moo-off!" She suggested. You made an over dramatic 'oh yeah' face at Maria.
"Oh yeah! Come on guys, do a moo-off!" You bounced Maria on your leg.
"I'm not doing a moo-off! I'll make a fool of myself!" George complained, craning his head to look at you.
"Er, I second that." Fred added.
"We can film a picture and send it to Johnny!" Maria chimed in.
"That's an awesome idea Maria. Come on guys, don't be chickens. Let the little ones enjoy some entertainment." You and Benny, who sat next to you, exchanged glances. He leant forward and yanked the mat out from under the twins, making them fall on top of each other.
"Oops! Looks like you've got no choice if you want a winner." Benny blatantly hinted innocently.
Fred and George both glared at each other. "Game on!"
They both got on their hands and knees as you turned on your phone and started to film a video. "Okay, boys. You know the rules. Start with your heads down and take it in turns to moo at each other."
"The first one to laugh loses!" Maria interrupted.
"That's right Tinker-Bell." You laughed, turning the camera on her.
"Hi Johnny!" She waved. You looked around to everyone sitting on the sofa, on the floor, on the chairs in the corner of the room.
"Well? Why has everyone gone silent all of a sudden? Let's have a moo-off!" You battle-cried. Some people laughed, and some people cheered. You pointed the camera at the twins. "Three, two, one, moo!"