Notes: I would just like to say, I know that so far, this has been a tiny bit unrealistic, but that's okay! Creative license, right? Anyways, just wanted to apologize for being slightly unrealistic in the beginning, buuut I hope you liked in anyways.
Also, there's more fluff in this chapter, because I just love it!
Chapter Three: Home
"Just here, please," John told the cabbie.
Sherlock got an alarmed look on his face. "Wait, where are you going? We aren't home yet," he asked as John began to get out of the now-stopped cab.
"Sherlock," John said as if Sherlock was a small child, "you're taking care of a baby. We have to get things like food, nappies, a cot, and baby clothes and—the list goes on and on. Soo," John drawled," I'm going to the store to get everything we'll need, and you're going home to take care of Hamish until I get back."
"But John, what if I do something wrong? What if I hurt him, or he starts crying or—"
"Sherlock! You're going to be just