Pranklocked~

Requested by AbbeyNeal5.
Hope you like it. My writing style has changed since last year, so enjoy xxx

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It was a Monday.

You woke up to the sound of engines and the smell of smoke. It was typical of living in Central London.

All you could think about was the fact that you were going to the Sherlock set later on in the day.

You couldn't wait to see the cast. Martin, Amanda, Louise and of course- Benedict.

You were really looking forward to that.

So you lay in bed, excited to start the day.

But work beckoned.

You were a writer for a newspaper that was on the rise for a while now. Although, you could never recall the name- you only cherished that you wrote.

So you headed into work and typed into the evening. The day drifted away.

"[Y/N]!" Your friend, [Y/F/N] waved her in front of your face. "You know that it's 8P.M right?" You nod your head. Yet, she still stared at you.

Something was blatantly obviously. "The Sherlock set?" You gasp and nearly fall off your chair, gathering your belonging and stuffing them into your backpack.

"Shit!" You curse and rush out of the office.

You were excited and going to throw up at the same.

But you finally caught a cab, taking you straight to the set.

"Name?" The security guard asks and you fumble.

"[Y/N] [L/N]." He searches his list and...

"Go through Miss." He steps out of the way and you make your way to the set. You clutched your recorder tightly and eagerly looked around.

And then you saw them.

The cast.

Holy crap was it real.

They were in hair and makeup. Foundation was being dotted on their faces and hair being ruffled to the correct angles.

You stared at them.

"Quite cool isn't it?" You hear a man's voice behind you.

And you recognised it, immediately gasping. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." It was Benedict freaking Cumberbatch.

"I-It's fine. Wow." You exhaled. "It's really you." He shook his head.

"Nope, I'm his stunt double." You laugh awkwardly. "Ha! No, it's me." Frowning, you lightly slap him. "Hey! It was fun."

"You are so..."

"Unbelievably handsome?" You chuckle and bite your lip.

Oh my god, was he flirting with you? "So, you're a reporter?"

"Yes, how did you-"

"-your badge. I'm not a real life Sherlock Holmes. Do you want to ask some questions?"

"If it's no trouble." Benedict smiles and places his hand onto your shoulder.

"Let's find someplace private." He takes you to a quiet room, out of view and you spend a couple of hours asking questions.

Not just to him. The Hobbit too. And Mary, Molly, Moriarty, Irene.

It was the first season.

And then you stuck around and watched Benedict and Martin perform inside the famous 221B set.

The bell rang and it was time to go home.

And time to have some fun.

You pull out a coin from your pocket and scribble on the edges. You remembered this prank from Friends.

You grab Benedict. "Bored?"

"Why, what do you have in mind?" You smirk and explain to him what he had to do. "That sounds easy enough."

Benedict rolls the coin down his face. You giggle to yourself and you see a pencil line form down his face.

You also find time to secretly do the same to the rest of the cast.

Then, Benedict approaches you.

"Hey. I didn't catch your name." He comments and you glance at his face, stuffing a laugh.

"I-I-It's [Y/N]."

"Well, [Y/N]. How would you like to go out to dinner with me?" You smile and freeze. Benedict frowns. "Sorry... are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Yes. I will. Go for dinner." He smiles.

"Great. I just have to pop back to my hotel to change." He comments and you both caught a cab to the hotel.

My God you tried so hard not to laugh the whole way.

People who saw his face laughed and kept to themselves. You thought you would've been caught already.

You and Benedict entered his hotel room and you sat onto his bed, looking around the room.

Then you hear him shout with confusion.

"What the- [Y/N]!" You get up and he walks out of the bathroom. "Do you know who did this?" You burst out into laughter. Benedict sighs. "It was you, wasn't it?" Nodding, you paused.

"Are you mad?" He didn't look amused, but suddenly he cried out, laughing.

"Ahaha!"

"You're not mad?"

"Of course I'm not mad! This is so fucking funny!" You both laugh and he licks his lips. "You're so funny [Y/N]. Did you so this to everyone else too?" You nod. "Damn. I needed that today."

"Well, I'm glad I made you laugh." Smiling, he steps a little closer.

"Thank you [Y/N]. Now, I think we should hurry up and have that dinner. And... get you back for this."

And you were glad you pranked Benedict and the cast. And the fact he was taking you to dinner now.


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