April 15th, 18--

"I'm GoInG To StAb sTaB StaB HiM ToAsTeR IF yoU LIke It oR Not!" Jimmy Casket spat as Toast tied the killers legs to a chair.

"Ya ya Casket, your knife isn't eve-" Toast stopped...

He forgot to take the knife away.

Casket cackled, "Did YOu FoRGet SoMeThiNG ToAstEr?" He smiled wide, and reached into his pocket. Making an "oh" face he pulled out a knife.

"Jimmy No, Ghost is still healing from LAST TIME!" Toast basically yelled.

"Oh no no..." he said insanely, but softly "I won't Be caUght this tIMe..." he fiddled with the knife.

"Jimmy, No!" Toast yelled.

"Aww What WrOng!? DoN't YoU wAnT tO kNoW mY SeCrEt!?" He laughed insanely.

"Considering I already know it, no I don't" Toast glared.

~~~break~~~

Jekyll closed his office door with a thud.

'But Jekyllllllll' Hyde whined, 'he gets to go have funnnn!'

"For the ten thousandth time; NO!" Jekyll basically yelled.

'But- umm- ah- bu- Je- HENRYYYYYY' Hyde sank in him mind.

"Bu- H- Edwarrddddddd, No." Jekyll mimicked his other half, ending it with a glare.

'Find then why?' Hyde demanded an answer.

"W-Why? Because Hyde you- ah, the world's greatest detective is trying to find you, so I'm not drinking the dang potion so he can catch us!" Jekyll exclaimed.

"Why thank you"

...

Their eyes widened...

And the two stopped...

Then turned slowly...

Sherlock Bleeding Homes was sitting in Jekyll's office chair.

The Doctor's eyes widened.

"Umm... Hi Sherlock... Wha- What are you doing here?" Jekyll gave a sheepish smile.

Chapter End!

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