squeakpigsrevenge:

“Put it back.”
“Bee,” Sherlock shook the toy at Daddy.
“I can see that. Put it back.”
Sherlock gasped and clutched the bee to his chest, “i nee’ id.”
“You don’t.”
“Bu’d I do. I p’womise.”
John sighed and turned to look at Sherlock. “Lemme see.”
Hopping close Sherlock showed Da’yee his bee.
“This is a dog toy.”
“Pu’bby?”
“You are a baby not a puppy.”
“I’m nah a bay’bee.”
“Down on two counts then. Put it back.”
Sherlock deflated as daddy handed the toy back and turned back down the aisle of the shop.
“Woof?”
“No!”
“Bark?”
“Put it back.”
Sherlock whimpered, sad mewling whimpers.
“Christ. Come on then.”