(NOTE: Okay! Hooray for more kidlock! I love writing these things! Anyway, these are a series of texts between Mycroft and Sherlock on Christmas eve, after the younger Holmes left their party at the Holmes estate. [WARNINGS: Contains mentions of some of the stupid, dangerous behaviors Sherlock has been mentioned canonically to have. Sherlock is not a good example in this story. Do not follow his lead.] ANYWAY, yes. I just love the sibling relationship for these characters, so I had to write something! Sherlock is "SH" and Mycroft is "MH" obviously. Probably takes place when Sherlock is in middle or high school.)


Brother dear, where are you? –MH
Answer your phone, Sherlock. –MH
Mummy is getting upset. –MH
Sherlock. My patience is wearing thin. –MH
I suppose you won’t be needing this shipment of toes? –MH
Don’t you dare –SH
Ah, there you are! Come back home, brother dear. It’s Christmas. –MH
That was a very compelling argument, but I’m afraid I’ll have to decline on coming home for “socializing with the family” and watching you gorge yourself on sweets. –SH
Ha ha, that’s cute. I’m not kidding around. You know I can find you if I have to. –MH
Go ahead. –SH
You could just be mature enough to come home yourself. –MH
You’re not the boss of me. –SH
I technically am. –MH
You still can’t do anything. It would be rather disrespectable of you to reveal your practice of stalking me to drag me home. –SH
Sherlock, I’m pretty sure I have no idea what you’re talking about. –MH
Uh-huh. –SH
Stop being difficult. –MH
Make me. –SH
Sherlock. I thought we discussed this kind of behavior. –MH
That is correct. –SH
You can’t just run off whenever you feel like it! –MH
Clearly, I can. –SH
You need to come back and have some dinner. –MH
I’m not hungry. –SH
You never are, are you? How many times have you eaten this week? –MH
Digestion slows me down, Mycroft. You know that. –SH
You need to eat. –MH
I do eat, when it pleases me to do so. –SH
How many times? –MH
Sherlock Holmes! Answer my question! -MH
I’ll find out soon enough. –MH
Two. –SH
Sherlock, this is getting ridiculous! Come home and have some turkey. –MH
No. I don’t want to. –SH
What are you, six?! –MH
Temper, Mycroft. -SH
Yes, I am getting a temper. Come home NOW. –MH
I answered your request. This is getting tedious. –SH
If you stop answering, all of your experiments are getting thrown out. –MH
It’s rather hard to see you as anything but the enemy when you are threatening me. –SH
Very cute. Cut the act and get back here before I call the cops. –MH
They won’t find me. They are all idiots and I know London well. –SH
I know, but it would be irresponsible of me to let you wander the streets alone. –MH
This doesn’t concern you. –SH
What are you doing, anyway? –MH
Stop nagging me, Mycroft. It’s getting old. –SH
Sherlock Holmes, you had better not have any drugs in your possession! I see how you’re avoiding my questions!–MH
Ooh, the full name again! Terrifying. –SH
I’m not kidding around. You need to stop. –MH
For your information, I found a case. –SH
On Christmas Eve? –MH
Crime never sleeps. –SH
I remember when you wanted to be the crime… Captain Sherly. –MH
Don’t even start. –SH
“Please, oh please play pirates with me Mycroft!” –MH
Shut up. –SH
“You would see much farther if you used this toilet paper roll!” –MH
MYCROFT STOP IT I WAS AN INFANT! –SH
*Nine and a half –MH
I stopped dressing up. –SH
Not until your teacher banned your costume from school. –MH
Fatty –SH
Oh, that’s mature. –MH
Brat –MH
Arrogant jerk! –SH
Freak –MH
Wait -MH
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. –MH
I’ve heard it before. This is nothing new. –SH
I know. That’s why I’m concerned. –MH
You’re always concerned. –SH
Are you okay? –MH
FINE. –SH
JUST LEAVE ME BE! –SH
Alright. Come back soon, Locky. We’re opening presents at 10. –MH

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