J,GoB; Late Sunday Morning [ 02/13 ].

[boobs_and_bombs]

Kūkaku was having the feeling that today was one of those days where she was better suited to just stay inside and blow shit up, but sometimes, a girl just really needed a cupcake

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[justhisblogger]

"Kasei?"

Gain a child, lose a child, apparently.

And it wasn't like Sherlock had done anything about the child so far besides sulk, which meant it was John's job to track her down. "Kasei!"

[boobs_and_bombs]

The timing, really, was impeccable.

"You," Kūkaku all but hissed as soon as she spotted Watson, wheeled around, and sending the little girl she had by the arm spinning along with her. For what it was worth, the little girl seemed to find it all quite hilarious.

"Where the hell is Holmes? I got a bone to pick with him."

About two hundred and six of them, actually, and all of them were being jostled around a little as Kūkaku lifted the kid up and shook her at John as if that did anything.

[justhisblogger]

"If you find him, do let me know," John shot back. He was... yes, he was giving Kasei a terrified once-over to make sure she hadn't broken anything.

Shut up, that little girl owned his soul. Already.

"He ran off screaming shortly after she arrived and I haven't seen him since."

[boobs_and_bombs]

Kūkaku set the kid down with a frustrated grunt, because she was starting to squirm and get heavy.

"That doesn't fucking surprise me," she muttered, glowering. "I'd have run off, too, if I were him!"

[justhisblogger]

John looked like he desperately wanted to launch into a lecture right now, but he reached for Kasei instead and shot Kuukaku an irritated look. "Yes, and then we can all run off and leave her stranded in the bakery shop."

[boobs_and_bombs]

Kūkaku looked at Watson like maybe he took the wrong pills this morning.

"She's like, what, five?" she asked. "She could take care of herself, and what are ya even talkin' about? I'm not the one bringin' kids into this."

But it wasn't at all surprising that she'd get the irritation from Watson set on her when it should have been on Sherlock, clearly.

[justhisblogger]

Quite frankly, John felt his irritation should be on both of them, considering they were responsible for the five-year-old to begin with. "She's five," he said, incredulously. Then he peered down at Kasei, and asked, "...God, are you hungry?"

There was a reason he was her favourite.

[ahahahahahawhat]

"Okasan isn't in a good mood," she whispered. "Can I have cocoa for breakfast?" Keep hoping, Kasei. Keep hoping.

[justhisblogger]

"Just milk," he told her, "but you can have one pastry."

Oh, god.

[boobs_and_bombs]

Kūkaku grunted, shaking her head at Watson's utter lack of spine.

"You feed it," she said, turning toward the door, "you keep it. Have fun, Watson."

[ahahahahahawhat]

"Bye, okasan!" Kasei said cheerfully. Because now John was going to spend aaaaall day with her. "Can I visit Uncle Ganju tomorrow?"

AND THEN GET MORE TREATS BECAUSE HE HAD NO SPINE?

[justhisblogger]

"She's your child!" John bellowed after her.

[boobs_and_bombs]

"I think I'd know if I had a kid, Watson!" Kūkaku shouted back. "You're a fuckin' doctor, you should know that! Tell Holmes it was a nice fuckin' try, though!"

[justhisblogger]

"I could do a DNA test if you're that bloody bothered!"

[boobs_and_bombs]

"Why would you een bother wasting your time? Our time? Everyone's time?"

[justhisblogger]

"Because I'm the one picking up after the two of you," John snapped. "I have been feeding, bathing, and clothing this child since Sherlock did a runner yesterday!"