I know I didn't want to do more than one story at once but this was nagging at me for hours! So here it is. I've written it in 1st person so I'm not very sure about it but enjoy. Please Review.


Sherlock Vs the Xbox

Chapter 1

It was good to finally get inside the warmth of 221B Baker Street; I was frozen stiff out in the cold weather. A whole day to myself, John was staying at Sarah's for tonight, I could finally get my experiments done. I ran up the stairs two at a time but to hear gunfire in the living room, there was also a person shouting and screaming. I cautiously approached the door, the person sounded like they were in a great deal of pain. I ran in to find no danger, but John sat on an armchair holding a black devise and staring at the television screen... well, before I burst in he was.

"Jesus, Sherlock! What were you trying to do, scare the very soul out of me?"

"Well to start off with that's blasphemy. And are you in pain?"

"No... Why..?" John put the device on the arm of the chair and he gave me his full attention.

"You were shouting and screaming."

"Oh... that was me playing on the Xbox."

"Xbox..?" I urged him to explain this... thing to me.

"It's a games console, you know, like the playstation, Nintendo DS/Wii."

"I don't need a children's toy in this house thank you." I took my coat and scarf off and hung them on the back of the door. I heard John go back to his game, whatever it was; it looked like a James Bond game to me. "Where did you get it from?"

"Wrong question, Sherlock, I think what you meant was who did you get it from."

"Don't correct me." I couldn't quite believe John just said that to me. But no denying that he was right I had to give in. "Who did you get it from, then?"

"My mum and Harry put together some money to get me it; they obviously thought I needed time away from you." John was still playing on the console.

"And Sarah." He looked up at me in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Well... you were supposed to be meeting Sarah at two o'clock in the afternoon today."

"Yeah... and it's only one o'clock."

"No John... it's twenty-five past six, have you really been on-"

"WHAT? I'M SO LATE!" John started to mess about with the controller thing. "Don't touch it while I'm out, Harry said if you destroy it she will kill you and then me for being careless enough for you to do something to it." John jumped up from his seat and pulled his coat on, he ran down the stairs. "I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW!" And with that I heard John slam the door shut.

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For hours on end I sat in my armchair in the dark, glaring at the Xbox.

"I'm not going to." I glanced at the television then back to the console. "I was told not to therefore I'm not going to." I felt like I was going crazy. Talking to an inanimate object was not normal, even for me. I turned away from the annoying games console and faced the window that was when I realised how dark it really was. I stood up from my chair and approached the wall, switching the lights on, and almost like a light bulb above my head an idea sparked into my genius mind.

"I suppose I can experiment, see how John found it so addictive. Yes... yes, I'll do that. No harm in a none explosive experiment." And so that is what I did.

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I heard John walk through into the living room, unfortunate for me I was standing of the armchair whilst shouting at the television.

"Sherlock! I told you not to mess about with it!"

"Hmm... what?" I was too into the game to listen and understand what John was saying.

"What are you doing up there?" I still didn't listen to John and I regretted it as John pushed me, causing me to fall to the floor in a heap, but it didn't stop me playing the game. He finally got to drastic measures and whipped the controller out of my hand.

"JOHN! I was doing really well then!"

"Yes maybe, but it belongs to me and I didn't give you permission to go on it!"

"I was conducting an experiment."

"Which was..?"

"How a games console can become so addictive." I picked myself up off the floor and brushed down my suit.

"And... what was the result."

"I don't know, it is just... good." I snatched the controller out of John's hand; he gave me a cold stare. "Do you want to play the two players game?" John stared at me with suspicion and slowly moved over to the television.

"Ok, I'll give you a game." He picked up the other controller and sat in his chair, I did the same, and battle commenced between us.