"Sherlock what have I told you about using my laptop without asking? And I don't care if my password was predictable." He added when he saw Sherlock open his mouth to make a retort. "I've been looking for this all morning."

When he walked past the consulting detective he swiped the plate of brownies Ms. Hudson had brought up just under an hour ago. (Because honestly, if he was going to steal his laptop when he pleased, then he didn't deserve them anyway!)

Sherlock huffed, and went back to browsing on his own laptop.

"What have you got up on my browser...?" John murmured to himself. He scrolled to the top of the page, and found himself honestly more shocked than even when he learned that Sherlock religiously only ever slept nude.

"Sherlock."

"Yes John?"

"Sherlock this is Fan fiction."

"It is, yes."

"Sherlock are these...our names?"

"Indeed. I've found that people don't just enjoy reading your blog, but there's a rather large online community of people who share written stories, some of them quite long, among other things. You should see the artwork. Though I find they give too much credit to Mycroft than frankly his looks merit."

"Sherlock...please tell me you weren't reading these."

"..."

"Why? These have all got us..."

"Shipped."

"What?"

"The word you are looking for is 'shipped'. Ship. Short term for 'Relationship.' Mildly clever. John. Why have you never told me that blogging site you use could be so interesting?"

"Because I don't scroll through tumblr, Sherlock. I only use it to post. And don't think you're getting away with not answering my question. Why are you reading thing that have us shipped?" He said uncertainly.

"..."

"Sher-"

"Because they're not boring!"

"What?"

"They portray my brilliance nearly as well as I seeing as you are my best and only friend, and one of the only few people who can tolerate me fo extended periods of time,not to mention one of the few I can tolerate, I found you the most suitable to read about in a relationship with myself. I also on occasion read ones where I'm shipped with Molly, if that's any consolation. Though they never feel quite right to read."

"Um...okay? Just- Don't use my laptop for it. Not when yours is working perfectly fine." He gave the laptop currently sitting on Sherlock's legs a pointed look. "And for God's sake, get your own tumblr account, and stop. using. mine!"

Hello everyone. Gosh, it feels like every time i pop back onto here after half a years time I'm giving you guys a piece for a new fandom. (It feels that way, because that's exactly what im doing. I might even add Homestuck to that list next time.) The good news is that THIS IS FINISHED! I'm very proud of that, you have no idea. I'll probably add more short chapter too it, i dunno. At least one, i think. I had a few other ideas i didn't fit into this. And if you guys wanna give me prompts of what you would like to see, i can add those too.

Adieu,

~Lexis