I Lost a Bet

Yup.
It was a really stupid bet too.
So now, my punishment is:
TO WRITE A FANFICTION.

Since I am totally sexually innocent I am not writing about any sexy times. IF YOU ARE READING THIS _____, AND YOU ARE PROTESTING SHUT YOUR MOUTH RIGHT NOW
Instead, I have chosen a total nonsensical approach--as I do with everything I try to accomplish.

Series: Sherlock
Plot: Sherlock has shrunk down to the size of an eight-year old. (haha so original, right?)
Basically lots of Kawaii Sher-chan and John demonstrating good father skills.

______, PLEASE TELL ME I DON'T HAVE TO POST THIS IT WOULD RUIN ME (well, not really, but I'd be really embarrassed)

I haven't written it out yet, but here are some tid-bitty drawings. *hides head in shame*

I plan to channel Sherlock's inner Brat.

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I fell down a flight of stairs on my way to Driver's Ed this morning. I managed to keep my head from hitting more than one step, but that required sacrificing my back, knees, and elbows. I was allowed to be 15 minutes late to class but I had no idea what was going on, to be honest xD
Oh the woes of a 15-year-old vegetarian zombie.

Has anyone here watched Torchwood: Miracle Day?
If so: let's fangirl
If not: watch it NAOW

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Materials: printer paper, mechanic pencil(s)
Time Taken Collectively: 2 hours?
Assembled with Photoshop

Hey! Listen!
This belongs to me, okay?
though I do not claim to own the characters or original series