Sherlock and I both turned quite stunned to the straight backed girl standing just as she had been when she arrived. "For training." Mycroft said before exiting. "Goodness John, Don't you ever pay attention? My dear brother is forcing his government 'assets' on me." "Hold on, what arrangements?" I asked, left behind as usual. "Well according to John's blog you don't do much talking to that poor woman." "Why didn't she tell us?" Sherlock was aghast. Hudson has been notified of the arrangements." Mycroft said vaguely and turned to leave. "Yes, consider it your Christmas present." Mycroft folded his paper and stood, buttoning his jacket efficiently. She needs more though, before going into the force. "She will be a crucial asset to the team. "The government, thank you." Mycroft continued.
She's excelled well beyond the others and we've decided-" She wore a uniform speaking to classy academies but the breast pocket of her jacket sported no emblem alluding to where. Her hair was a bright shade of blue, electric even. "It's not a case, If you'd simply let me explain." Mycroft was irritated and I couldn't help but bite my amusement back at the ridiculous image of a younger Mycroft throwing a tantrum.Ī girl entered then, quite young.
So what's the case then?" Said an impatient Sherlock. "Yes yes running the government and all that. I would have attended to it myself if it wasn't for more pressing matters."Sherlock "This is government business, very hush hush. Mycroft motioned to a butler standing at the door and he left with a nod. Truth be told I was starting to tire of the two brother's consistently finding ways to ravage my nerves. "Right then Mycroft, why exactly did you summon us?" I asked. "I am an adult, I make my own choices on who I entertain with my company." Sherlock huffed as he unbuttoned his jacket to sit without invitation. "Ah, Brother dear, so glad john made you come." The paper was stretched out to cover his face and he lowered it upon the sound of his younger brother's entrance. Mycroft sat ridiculously straight backed in his tea room. Sherlock went on ahead, no consideration really for waiting. Upon arriving I took my phone out of his hand and made about paying the cabbie. Sherlock was going on about reading the recent emails we'd received and swiping them away with the usual "Boring". The weather was dreadful, as it is most of the time in our great country. Mycroft had promptly informed us of the time and place to meet him only an hour before our meeting, as this was Mycroft's usual manner. It was only in the one case Sherlock finally found himself matched in intellect. Sherlock has always been one to work alone, he is usually accompanied by his massive ego, which takes up most the space in our friendship. In all of our many adventures and mysteries together it has always been Sherlock and I.
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