Sadie: @squeakpigsrevenge

squeakpigsrevenge: That top gif

sadieandmo: Aw

“You’re supposed to be napping, little boy.”

squeakpigsrevenge:

“Bu’ I cannah s’eep righ now.”

sadieandmo:

“And you know you’re supposed to rest quietly, if you can’t sleep. Pushing buttons on your toys doesn’t count.”

squeakpigsrevenge:

“I’m bein’ q’y’it. Toy makes a noises.” Sherlock demonstrated by making the set of keys play ‘London bridge’.

sadieandmo:

“Then the toy gets to sit in time-out.” John reached down into the crib and plucked up the little plastic keyboard.

squeakpigsrevenge:

Sherlock pouts as John puts a kiss on his forehead. John makes it all the way to the sitting room before something in the nursery starts mooing.

sadieandmo:

“Okay. This is not what we’re doing, Sherlock…it’s quiet time.” John unlatches the sides of the crib, and Sherlock’s tummy flutters.

squeakpigsrevenge: 😮

squeakpigsrevenge:

John pulled back the covers and took a set of toy keys, several squeakers, and a harmonica. Under the pillow he found his own cellphone. “Is that all of it.” John pointed the phone at him menacingly. “Cause if I have to come back in here, your bum is going to pay the price.”

sadieandmo: Aw, I was going for nice 😛

squeakpigsrevenge: Oh!

Damnit!

Rewrite! Do it!

You can still make it nice

sadieandmo:

Sherlock sniffled as he laid back down on his pillow and nodded up at John. “Y’ah, p’omise.”

“Good. You’ve got a half hour left.” John put all the toys back in their designated basket, and pocketed his own phone.

“Da’yee?”

John stopped in the doorway.

“…C’n have Bumble, p’ease?”

Well, of course John wasn’t going to deny him that. John fetched the fluffy, puffy bee and passed him down to waiting arms. “Just 25 for minutes; I know you’re going to count them,” he said, slipping Sherlock’s dummy back into his mouth and patting his hip.

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TBC