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It’s a lazy Tuesday afternoon, and I moved my investigative work to home. You see, me and my parents moved. And I was getting tired of having my own building, so we moved it to home. It's actually been better really, but I didn’t have much to do in the past month. But I guess the quiet was nice if others were into that sort of thing. Michael and Michelle were over as well, and they took some of the boredom out of the day. But I was pacing around the living room, unable to sit still for more than two minutes. Finally Michelle said to me.
“Tyler, why don’t you sit down. You’re going to tire out eventually.”
I stopped to look at her and answered. “Sorry I can’t. My mind is like a malfunctioning piece of machinery about to blow any minute. I need something to do, you don’t know what it's like to be me.” Then I went back to pacing.
Michael stood up and jokingly asked. “Are Michelle and I going to have to drug your drink like last time?”
I stopped again, glared at him and said. “That is nothing to joke about and you know it. I thought you learned your lesson after that.”
Before he was able to get a word out, the doorbell rang. The three of us looked at each other and said at the same time. “Someone needs help.”
I raced to the door, and found that it was Detective Inspector Lestrade. I gratefully smiled and said. “Lestrade, come in please. How can we help you?”
Lestrade looked to me and said. “I need you to come down to Scotland Yard.”
I gave a confused look and asked. “What for?”
Lestrade smiled and said. “There’s someone there I want you to meet.”
I thought about that for a moment, then said. “Not without Michael and Michelle.”
Lestrade agreed and took the three of us to the Yard. We didn’t see anyone new, so we had to wait a bit. I already picked up on my pacing, with my arms crossed. Then I wondered aloud.
“What is taking so long?”
Michelle looked to me and said. “Give them time Tyler. It's not like you have anything else to do today.”
I only glared at her. After awhile it was just quiet, then someone broke it saying.
“Lestrade, this better be important. I was in the middle of an experiment.”
I looked to where the voice had come from, and noticed two men walking in. One was around six feet tall, his skin tone was kind of pale, he had pale blue like eyes, and black or brown curly hair. He had on a suit I think and a black coat with a blue scarf. The other was slightly shorter and had blonde hair and possibly blue or hazel eyes. He had on a regular coat, shirt, pants and all that stuff. The taller man noticed me and my friends, Lestrade had walked in when the taller man asked.
“Who are these children?”
I take great offense to being called a child and said. “Excuse me. But do I look like a child to you?”
He looked to me once more and said. “Yes you do. And if you’re not part of a case then leave.”
He and I just glared at each other. Both undeterred to give in to the other. Then Lestrade stepped in saying. “Don’t start an argument with a teenager Sherlock.”
Inside, I smiled knowing the first man’s name. Then I looked to Lestrade and asked him. “I thought you wanted me to meet someone. Where are they?”
“They’re standing right in front of you. Tyler, Michael, and Michelle. Meet Sherlock Holmes, and John Watson. Sherlock and John, meet London’s youngest investigator, Tyler Parker.”
I only continued on with questions. “You wanted me to meet them?”
“Oh more than just meet. I thought maybe you two could work together.”
Sherlock and I looked at Lestrade like he was mad, then Sherlock said. “In case you haven’t noticed. I don’t work with children.”
I cut in once more and said. “Oi. Not a child, and I don’t work with adults. Well except you Lestrade. It's just me and my friends.”
Michael piped up and said. “I don’t know. I mean working with London’s only consulting detective, and youngest investigator might be kind of fun.”
I looked back at Michael, almost betrayed and told him. “Michael, I thought you were on my side. If you want to work with them fine, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to.”
Lestrade cut in saying. “It's not a choice. You five are working together. With Sherlock’s clever mind and Tyler’s knowledge around London, I thought maybe it would be a good idea.”
I gave a frustrated sigh and said. “Fine. We’ll try it once but then that’s it. If it works. It works, but if it doesn’t, then you never do this again Lestrade.”
It was more or less a threat than an agreement, but Lestrade took what he could get from me. I think Lestrade knew how clever the both of us were, he just wasn’t sure how well it would work out between the two of us. It could end in two ways. One, the short partnership would end smoothly. Two, Sherlock and I wouldn’t be able to stand each other, and we would call it off before the case was solved. And the case that Lestrade had would probably take the both of us to work together. I think that’s basically why he called us together. I think half took Sherlock’s brilliance and the other half took my brilliance. And hopefully, if it went smoothly enough. Sherlock and I would be done sooner than expected. But if it went the other direction, nothing would get done. That could spell trouble for everybody. It would also put the whole case, and everybody involved in it, in possible jeopardy as well.