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Mrs. Hudson is a Rough Collie and thinks of John and Sherlock as her puppies.
Mycroft sometimes visits with his owner (either he's a dog or a Downing Street mouser cat).
Molly is a cadavar dog.
Lestrade is a police dog and his owner is a policeman.
Etc.
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Lestrade couldn’t reply through a mouthful of flesh, and didn’t bother trying. John licked again, cleaning the wound. No wonder Sherlock tolerated him. “Sherlock-“ Sherlock’s alpha, “Off.”
Sherlock stepped off. Lestrade shifted all of his considerable weight to keeping the man pinned down. “Lestrade.” His alpha now, with what sounded like rope, gave him the word to let go.
Carefully he stepped off and away, backing up, eyes fixated on the man. Mycroft appeared from the side, twining between his legs. He sidestepped, trying to keep his feet clear. What he managed instead was a heavy fall to the side, nearly managing to squash Mycroft- Mycroft was much faster.
You stupid, stupid, stupid dog! I can’t believe you got injured!
Mycroft placed his paws up against his neck, forcing him still. John, come clean out his wound. Heaven knows this idiot won’t do it himself.John trotted ( ... )
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I- I'm crying. So much ~feelings~ I can't even-
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ANON
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