Sherlock x Reader The Fox

Sherlock x Reader
Fox Song


You're currently sitting in 221B with your friend's flat mate. John had told you his name was Sherlock before rushing out to one of his dates. You were utterly bored. You knew Sherlock wasn't one for human interaction. You read John's blog.
You get out your phone and start playing the infamous "The Fox" by Ylvis. You get into it forgetting where you are. You sing along, "What does the fox say? Geringdingdingding ringdingdingdingding!" You hear a very loud throat clear. You carefully take out your headphones.
Sherlock points at your phone and says, "What's the point to that idiocy! Even I know that foxes don't make that noise!"
You chuckle and say, "Sherlock, it's not meant to make sense. Ylvis is a comedy show that makes music that they play occasionally on their show."
"How do you listen to that crap?" Sherlock asks.
"I listen to this because it's so idiotic it's hilarious." You retort.
"How do you poor people survive with such small minds? It must be horrible that you have to depend on music to create entertainment" he mumbles to himself.
"Did you just say I have a small mind?" you ask.
"Yes, but don't take it personally almost everyone does" he responds.
"Except for the almighty Sherlock" you retort angrily.
"Please don't be angry with me y/n" Sherlock pleads.
You don't say anything. There is nothing but silence filling the room. Sherlock's pleading eyes look at you. You think 'maybe I should forgive him he probably didn't mean any harm anyway.' "I'll forgive you on one term."
"And may I ask what your term is?"
You smile a devilish grin. "You have to be nice to everyone."
       "I can do that." Sherlock says arrogantly.
       "Including Anderson."