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First it was a squeak… Quickly followed by a yelp then a real honest scream. Opening his eyes slowly, Sherlock saw his friend jumping on a chair.
Weird... John usually doesn’t like when I walk on the furniture…
“What are you doing?” He asks sleepily.
“It’s… a rat!!” He was white as a sheet as he replies with a shaking voice. “Don’t like them…”
“I can see that…” Sherlock rises from the sofa. “Where is it?”
“Under the fridge I think…”
“The beast is probably really scared presently…” With a smile he kneels in front of the appliance.
“Scared to death would be nice…” The doctor mutters.
Trying to find the little animal, Sherlock couldn’t resist. “You’ve been to war and you’re afraid of a 15 centimeter mammal…” Finally seeing something, Sherlock laughs. “ ‘got it. It’s shaking poor thing.” Getting up, he pets the little beast.
“Sherlock! It’s filthy, just put it outside!” And I'm calling an exterminator as soon as I’m back on the ground…
Suddenly, Ms. Hudson screamed frantically from the 1st floor. “Have you seen my niece's hamster? I lost it!!”
Fuck, it was only a bloody hamster! I will never hear the end of it!
“Got it, Ms. Hudson!” Sherlock screams back, grinning as he was taking many pictures of his (still above the ground) blogger!