A Bad Christmas Wish II
by Selene (scooby_doo1986 at hotmail.com)
"Holmes! Are you all right?" Watson called from the outside
"Iím fine," Holmes said as he stared at his image in the
mirror. His image is now an image of a...five-year-old boy. His
features were soft, innocent, and boyish. He also realized that his
voice had changed back to the high pitched voice that he use to have
when he was very young. "Watson! Watson! Please get in here!" Holmes
Watson rushed in and gasped. "Oh, my! Holmes, is that you?"
Holmes nodded and he lost his cool again. "What the hell is
happening to me?!" he asked. Watson shrugged helplessly.
"Holmes? Watson? Anybody home?" Lestrade called out as she
came through the front door without knocking again.
"Les...Lestrade?! I canít let her see me like this!" Holmes
started to panic. Without a word, he gathered up his nightrobe, but
then Lestrade came straight into his bedroom before he could escape
"Oh, my God! You look so...so...cute, Holmes! Looks like my
wish came true."
"Well, I... Wish? What wish?" Holmes and Watson looked at her.
"Well, I just wished that Holmes would be a little boy again
and it came true!" Lestrade clapped her hands in delight.
"Lestrade, so you have seen Holmes in his five-year-old look,
why donít you change him back?" Watson asked tiredly.
"Iíll change him back, but not now. Iíll change him back
tomorrow," Lestrade said.
"What?!" Watson exclaimed.
"Never mind, Watson. Lestrade, Iíll act as a boy for today
and you just please wish me back to normal tonight. Is that a deal?"
"Tonight?" Lestrade thought for a while. "All right."
"Now, as a boy in the 22nd century, what do they usually do?"
"Play. But first... we need to get some clothes for you."
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