Yes hello! Yes you people who love Sherlock if you want to like tell me what you look like or create a character I'll write a one shot with you or your character and I'll need a little plot.

That looks creepy but I mean like.. I will write your perfect love story but I have no idea who you are so I need details.

I suck at words this just read this story.

Warning: Swearing
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John Watson walked into his boring History class and sat down, checking for texts on his phone.

He was feeling pissed off because he was tired and his sister had come home drunk again last night.

His teacher walked in soon after to begin the lesson. "We have a new student joining us. This is Sherlock Holmes." He said in a bored voice.

A boy with raven black curls, brilliant blue eyes, and cheekbones that could cut ice stepped into the room.

He looked around for an empty seat, which happened to be right beside John.

John felt weird about this new boy Sherlock. A good weird. "You know... I feel the way I feel around the girls- oh. No... I'm not gay..."
He thought.

"Yes you are." chorused the gay in his mind.

"You can't tempt me!"

"Yes we can."

He shook it off and turned to Sherlock. "John Watson." he said, putting out his hand. "As you already know... Holmes, Sherlock Holmes." the boy replied taking his hand.

"Take out your textbooks and turn to page 394. The work is on the board."

"Sir, I don't have a textbook." Sherlock said.

"Work with Watson then." the teacher replied, his hate for children lacing his words.

John smiled and pushed his textbook to the middle of the desk. Sherlock took one look at it, looked at John, and then seemed to have an internal struggle.

"What is it?" John asked.

"Alcoholic brother, father at war, small friend group, single, want to be a doctor, also want to be in the army, feeling pìssed, and tired." Sherlock blurted out. He then looked embarrased, and stared down at the paper.

"That was... Brilliant." John exclaimed.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"That's not people usually say."

"What do people usually say?"

"Piss off."

They both laughed.

"How did you know that?" Johm asked him after they were done laughing.

"Well. Your textbook says "Harry Watson." In it, and it has a stain of beer on it from some beer being spilled on it recently. It could be your father but he's away at war right now in Afghanistan. I know that from your lock screen of you and him he's in his uniform which clearly means he's in Afghanistan or you would have a picture of your whole family. Small friend group because you were looking at everyone like you wanted them all to die and the majority of the people in here are "popular" you have notes written everywhere and they're all medical facts but you want to be like your father so army doctor and pìssed because you look grumpy. Did I get it right?" John just stared at him.

"Um... right. Yes. Except Harry is short for Harriet."

"Ah. There's always something."

They laughed again. Sherlock had bright green, blue, gold, eyes that shone when he laughed. Obviously something he didn't do often.

"What about you? I can't do the whole detective thing." John whispered, as the teacher had just walked by.

"I have an annoying brother, I'm very smart-" *cough* "cocky" John intervened. "I am though. You'll see soon. I like science, hate religion, I want to be a consulting detective, I like to play the violin, and sometimes I don't talk for days on end."

"Well. I hate pretty much everyone except Greg, Molly, and Mike. Want to hang after school?"

"Sounds brilliant."

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Soon they were at John's house, and giggling like little school girls. "And he has this #StopDaddy because every time he tweets he gets a bunch of replies saying 'Fist me daddy' and stuff like that." John explained.

"NOTICE ME SENPAI!!!! SENPAI PLEASE NOTICE ME!!!" Sherlock yelled, and they burst into fits of laughter.

"WHERE DID YOU GET IT TIF-A-NIIII?!?!?!!" They ended up rolling around on the ground laughing.

"Think you can stay overnight?" John asked when they finally caught their breath.

"Yes. My parents would be very happy to know I made a new friend. We are friends right?"

"Only if you want to be."

"Gladly my dear Watson."

"So... Uh... Got a girlfriend?"

"Not really my area..."

"Oh so you're gay too?"

"That would be correct."

"Good. Good."

"Why is that Mr Watson."

"Uh nothing. Just being friendly."

Sherlock was a little disappointed but hid it. "So John. What sports do you play?"

"Well I play football (soccer) and rugby. What about you?"

"Well... I ah... Dance." Sherlock said quietly.

"Can you teach me sometime?"

"Really?"

"Yeah sounds like fun!!"

"Come dance now!! COME DANCE WITH ME JOHN!! COME DANCE THE DANCE OF LIFE!!" He yelled and the song started up from his phone.

Doo... doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo... doo doo doo doo doo

This hit
That ice cold
Michelle Pfeiffer
That white gold

This one, for them hood girls
Them good girls
Straight masterpieces

Stylin', while in
Livin' it up in the city

Got Chucks on with Saint Laurent
Got kiss myself I'm so pretty

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Called a police and a fireman

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Make a dragon wanna retire man

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Say my name you know who I am

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Am I bad 'bout that money

Break it down

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

Saturday night and we in the spot
Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Hey, hey, hey, oh! (come on)

Stop
Wait a minute
Fill my cup put some liquor in it

Take a sip, sign a check
Julio! Get the stretch!

Ride to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi

If we show up, we gon' show out
Smoother than a fresh jar of skippy

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Called a police and a fireman

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Make a dragon wanna retire man

I'm too hot (hot damn) (hot damn)
Bitch, say my name you know who I am

I'm too hot (hot damn)

Am I bad 'bout that money
Break it down

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

Saturday night and we in the spot
Don't believe me just watch (come on)

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch
Hey, hey, hey, oh!

Before we leave
Imma tell y'all a lil' something

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

I said Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Come on, dance
Jump on it

If you sexy than flaunt it

If you freaky than own it

Don't brag about it, come show me

Come on, dance
Jump on it

If you sexy than flaunt it

Well it's Saturday night and we in the spot

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch

Don't believe me just watch
Hey, hey, hey, oh!

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up

And John and Sherlock sang the whole entire song while doing a weird tango thing.

And at the end Sherlock dipped John, and their eyes locked. Sherlock couldn't control himself, he bent down and kissed John. And John kissed him back.

When they broke apart Sherlock just whispered. "If your okay with it I wanna uptown fuck you up tonight."

At which John replied, "Oh God yes."

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You're welcome.

Signed,
The Queen™

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