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Inspired by whereisfic's tumblr post wondering what it would be like if Mycroft really loved his baby brother. Almost entirely a family feel-good fic.
You may have noticed that at the end of your last visit, Sherlock had taken to dropping hints about the necessity of a microscope. As you did not make one materialise in his bedclothes before your departure, he has pulled out all of his remaining baby teeth, placed them in a cigar box, and left them on your bed. Surprise!
He looks like Benjamin Button, and has developed the most endearing little juvenile lisp.
Thought you might like to know.
Ever your loving and furious,