Sherlock was coming home from the Yard after reviewing a few cases for Lestrade, and was kind of pleased. Some of the cases were actually interesting this time.
He put out his hand to open the door, only to find it locked. Patting his pockets, he realized he didn't have keys either.
Groaning, Sherlock started pounding on the door. "John! John, let me in!"
He stopped when he remembered John was out shopping.
Doing an eyeroll, Sherlock grabbed some lock pick wires from his pocket (never went anywhere without them) and started working on the lock when he heard a familiar voice behind him, "Sherlock?"
He spun around to see John, arms full of grocery bags, giving him an odd look. "What are you doing?"
"I lost my keys, so I was picking the lock." Sherlock replied matter-of-factly.
Rolling his eyes and shaking his head, but laughing nonetheless (and ignoring the resulting glare from the detective), John started to go up the last few steps, only to trip on the last one and ram into the door, his army instincts turning his shoulder towards it and knocking it off it's hinges.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds, Sherlock breaking the silence by saying, "Watson, what have you done?"
"Hey, it was your fault you didn't 'deduce' that the spare key was on the ledge above the door."
"Boys! What's going on up there?" Mrs. Hudson called up.
Sherlock looked a little nervous. "Run?" He asked.
John nodded and dropped the bags. "Run."
The Consulting Detective and his blogger ran out the door and past Mrs. Hudson.
They could hear her yelling from about a block away.
A/N About a paragraph into this, I felt something was missing; then realized I hadn't put a beginning A/N. :)
Anyway, this was totally random, but I had to do it. I thought it was kind of funny, so I hope you guys do too.
Oh, and I loved the Sherlock Holmes movies, which is where I got the "Watson, what have you done?" line. =D
If you want, let me know what you think!