The Start

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John's POV

"Sherlock?" I shout to the sleeping detective

"What john" sherlock says, stepping out of his bedroom.

"Do you want any tea?" I ask

"Sure"

I go over to the kettle and start making tea, while sherlock lies down on the couch and brings his hands together under his chin.

"Is there a case john?" He asks suddenly.

"I don't know but you can get up and check yourself"

"But john! I don't want to get up!" Sherlock whines like a five year old.

"I'm making tea! do it yourself!" I say, annoyed.

"Ugh...fine I'll do it myself!"

Sherlock gets off of the couch and lazily walks to his bedroom to retrieve his phone.

The kettle sings, while I'm walking over to the fridge to get some milk. As I open the fridge I find a severed head, and a bloody mess in the fridge.

"BLOODY HELL SHERLOCK!" I shout.

"What is it john?" sherlick asks innocently.

"THERE IS A SEVERED HEAD IN OUR FRIDGE!" I shout oneself again.

"Oh yea...that! I totally forgot about him!" sherlock says is almost a gleeful manner.

"WHAT!? YOU FORGOT ABOUT IT?!"

"WELL I WOULDN'T HAVE IF YOU HAD REMINDED ME!"he shouts angrily

"SO NOW THIS IS MY FAULT?!" I retort

"YES ACTUALLY, I IS!"

"CAN YOU STOP BEING A FREAK AND ACT NORMAL FOR ONCE?!"

I shout at him.

He says nothing and walks to his room "calmly" and slams the door.

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