Li'l Greg Gets a Football
Look, Sherlock gave me a football! Now I can get out for a match with the lads.
Gregory... (Mycroft takes Greg's hand) I urge you to let me have any gift of Sherlock's thoroughly inspected and disinfected before you touch it. You know how he is.
True. He'd probably think being covered in blood at a crime scene made a gift more special.
Later...
M: Now, before you go out on the ... is it called a field?
G: Sure, that's fine.
M: I insist you eat a light but healthy meal. Here's a charcuterie platter, plenty of protein, and a green salad.
G: Aw, Myc, you take such good care of me.
G: But what's this over here? Biscuits! Lots of types, too.
M: Of course you want to eat dessert first.
G: I insist we share. Here's a heart-shaped one from me to you.
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12 Days of Mystrade 2023, the Final Roundup
(Apologies for the delay. Want to revisit some lovely holiday fics? See below.)
Day 1: Li'l Mystrade and the Christmas Decorations, a photo story where Li'l Lestrade visits Li'l Mycroft’s office at Christmas by @johannadc
Day 2: Solitude, a lovely story of two lonely people finding each other during the holidays (with the help of a few matchmakers!) by @phinniastuff
Day 3: So Nice and Warm, a Christmas Eve tale featuring snow, amazing banter and some cute flirting by Mouse9
Day 4: Happy Holidays from Mycroft and Greg, a Christmas card by @lavenderandvanilla
Day 5: Epiphany, the beginning of a story about helping friends have a better holiday by @lavenderandvanilla
Day 6: Christmas Jumper Day, the beginning of a story about Greg trying to get everything organised in time for Christmas by LittleFluffyClouds
Day 7: Please, Gregory - MH, a bit of angst, a sprinkle of hurt/comfort with a dash of supernatural by Writer_of_Life
Day 8: Silver Light, something soft and romantic that feels like dancing slowly to the gentle tones of Sinatra by @aworldofgoldfish
Day 9: Washed Up, something sweet and delicate, featuring the fragile atmosphere in the aftermath of a party by @stellacartography
Day 10: Sunrise at Stonehenge, a celebration of Yuletide and Paganism by @jaybeefoxy
Day 11: Like Petals in a Storm, a New Year's Eve fic with metaphors about midnights by @sky-is-torn
Day 12: Dear Gregory, an epistolary fic with Mycroft fulfilling his New Year resolution by @johannadc
Thank you once again to all who participated, both readers and especially our authors!
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Mystrade Holiday Fic Update...
Happy Christmas Eve! We are up to twelve fics in this year’s collection. Here are the latest additions. I’m sure you’ll enjoy these cozy and lovely Mystrade holiday fics. ☃️🎄🕯️
Promises, Promises by @starkraivennemad, (rated: G, 360 words)
Despite his thoughts otherwise, when the unexpected happened, Mycroft keeps a promise.
A Family Tradition... Unfortunately by @eventhorizon451, (rated: T, 1,982 words)
As Christmas approaches, Mycroft Holmes is feeling the delight of the season and a heart filled with love for his husband, Greg Lestrade. What he sees at the breakfast table, however, is endangering both those joys of life...
‘Tis the Destiny by @aworldofgoldfish (rated: G, 2,023 words)
"Oh stop looking affronted. For whom do I have to buy a gift for?"
Sherlock drank the rest of his tea, set the saucer on the side table, and stood. Fishing in his pocket he took out a piece of paper and set it on the same table. "John said I shouldn't look." He stretched his lips in an imitation of a smile which made Mycroft more cautious of his intentions.
L’il Mystrade and The Christmas Decorations by @johannadc (rated G, 217 words)
A photo story where Li'l Lestrade visits Li'l Mycroft's office at Christmas.
I’ll Be Home For Christmas by Birdie0318, (rated M, 5,630 words)
It all started with a phone call and lies that had finally caught up with him.
It was a mistake. Greg hadn't meant for it to happen, but, now, Mycroft Holmes is coming to his parents for Christmas as his "boyfriend".
Don’t forget to check out the fics in the 12 Days of Mystrade (and Friends) collection!
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Li'l Mystrade and the Christmas Decorations
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52448451
by trillian_jdc
A photo story where Li'l Lestrade visits Li'l Mycroft's office at Christmas.
Words: 216, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade
Relationships: Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade
Additional Tags: Christmas, Christmas Decorations, Christmas Tree
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52448451
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Greg Brings Mycroft a Gift
One day, Mycroft is in his office, reading the paper and having a cuppa.
He hears a muffled thud on the door. "Come in?"
Greg staggers in, carrying something that appears heavy.
"Sorry for the noise, hands were full."
He gently drops it on the table.
"Whew, that was heavier than I thought." Greg wipes his brow as Mycroft sets down his paper and comes over to take a look.
"What is this?"
"Well," Greg replies, as he sits down on the sofa. "Since 'm spending more time here, thought I'd help decorate. Actually, saw it and thought of you, as it's got crowns and looks like the city. And there's a bit of a story behind it."
"It's a lovely piece. You didn't need to gift me anything, but I am grateful. And I would enjoy hearing the story." Mycroft gets Greg a cup of tea before settling in next to him.
"Alright. See, there was this shop with all kinds of odd art, and I kept going by, but that sort's not cheap, y'know? I'd finally decided I liked it enough -- and thought you'd like it -- to plunk down the dosh. I opened the door, and this bloke cannoned into me. I stopped him, and it turns out he was a thief! The shop owner was grateful, and when I mentioned I was interested in this piece, gave it to me. So it was a gift to me, and 'm passing it along."
"How fortuitous! I shall appreciate it all the more -- and of course, you must visit it frequently to ensure I am taking proper care of it."
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Gregory, given how much time you spend here...
Am I bothering you too much? I'cn come round less often.
Oh, no, no, as I was going to say... given your time, and that you've even begun leaving your, hrm, sporting accoutrements here, I thought it was about time you have a key.
Oh! Well, thank you. That's quite a lot of trust, to give me unaccompanied access to your ... wait, why do you call this an office when you don't have a desk?
I was wondering how long it would take you to notice that.
(And the author steps in because I want you to notice that Mycroft now has a proper pocket watch.)
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Mycroft Has a Proper Office
M: Greetings, my dear.
G: Oooh, you've got a proper desk now.
M: Quite so.
M: I'm not happy with the refinishing, as they couldn't match the mahogany...
G: Nah, it's a fine sturdy piece. Lots of drawers. Where were you keeping all this? Doing all this work?
M: The British government has a lot of storage space, and one may do a lot with modern technology, if needs must.
M: Now, let's toast to the redecorating being done. Drink?
G: You have quite the drinks cart here!
M: I wasn't sure ...
G: You? Not sure?
M: You have asked me not to "mind read" you. So there's wine, martini, sidecar, g&t, and your standby, coffee. I am having champagne.
G: Great idea! Let's celebrate!
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Continuing With the Library...
G: Brought you a present, Mycroft, to continue building your library. (Greg drops the case on the coffee table, as gently as possible given its weight.)
M: Oh, more books! Ah, I see, dedicated to the works of my brother, very funny.
Greg pretends to cover a cough as he laughs.
G: That's just a joke, love. Your real gift is underneath.
M: Oh, my childhood favorites!
G: It's the complete set of Winnie the Pooh books, including the poetry.
(Greg puts his arm around Mycroft as Mycroft puts his hands to his mouth in pleasant surprise.)
(The two settle in on the sofa, with Mycroft reading a favorite piece to Greg.)
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Friday Afternoon in the Library
Greg's new favorite place to nap is Mycroft's office, with its bookish library feel.
Mycroft's new favorite place to nap...
... is on Greg's chest.
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G: Why does undecorating feel so much more tiring than the decorating, Mycroft?
M: I could tell you it's about anticipation affecting our perceptions of exertion and fatigue, but you'd just laugh at me. Enjoy your martini instead.
I do appreciate your assistance, Gregory, as I'm expecting a new piece of furniture shortly.
G: Well I can tell you're going to be organizing for a while, so I'll take a coffee break.
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G: Hi, Mycroft! Thought I'd stop by while it's still quiet and see if you want to play a game. Surprised you haven't undecorated yet.
M: Well, it is just now Twelfth Night. The staff shall put away the festive trappings tomorrow.
(JDC: Me. I'm the staff.)
M: However, you are correct, it is quiet - in fact, it might just be the two of us here...
G: In that case, I have another game idea. If you're interested.
(M holds out his hands, together.)
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Sherlock Invades the Library
Greg's gift was such a success that Mycroft and Greg have begun making a habit of taking a tea break together. Greg gets off his feet while Mycroft reads a poem or two out loud.
Until one day... Sherlock storms in.
"Really, this is how a member of Scotland Yard and the British Government choose to spend their time, reading children's stories to each other?"
Greg jumps to his feet as Mycroft puts the book down and looks away from his annoying little brother.
Upon seeing that Mycroft has retreated to his umbrella as something to hold between him and the incursion, Greg pokes Sherlock in the chest. "Sunshine, what we do together is none of your business."
Then it strikes him. Sherlock just might be jealous. "Want to join us?"
Sherlock sits next to Greg on the sofa as Mycroft starts another poem.
(I do love a protective Greg, don't you?)
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Mycroft Expands His Library
What's that you've got there, Mycroft? More books?
Yes, Mummy has taken to "decluttering", she called it. Terrible American fad. She sent over my childhood library.
Knew you've always been a reader.
Mmmm, yes, some of my favorite afternoons were spent escaping into these worlds.
Show me what you've got? (Greg pours himself a cup of coffee and settles into a sofa corner.)
These are my favorites as a boy. Classics, you know. Fantasy. Beatrix Potter. Alice in Wonderland.
Then the adventures...
Didn't take you for an Austen or Bronte reader?
Romance and sacrifice? Not for me, you thought?
Now that you put it that way... 's true, everyone needs a happy ending to dream of.
And finally, the horror. Ah, our Victorian forebears.
Knew you'd like Dracula, my well-dressed pale gentleman. Thanks for sharing a bit of your youth with me.
(And after shelving the books, they each settle down with a favorite to enjoy. Greg is reading Robin Hood, while Mycroft has The Wind in the Willows.)
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Li'l Mystrade Pack for a Trip and Encounter a Surprise
Mycroft: Hmmm... not sure there's enough...
Greg: What are you up to?
M: Isn't it obvious? I'm packing!
G: We're going for a weekend, love.
M: Yes.
G: All this for a couple of days?
M: Yes.
G: Four books?
M: Yours, mine, my backup, and the one I'm reading to you.
G: Laptop, phone, AND tablet?
M: The requirements of the role, my dear.
G: The papers?
M: Same.
G: The food?
M: We have higher standards than most transport companies. And you do like your snacks.
G: I do.
Greg: Here, don't forget these.
Mycroft: ...
G: They're multi-purpose! If your brother shows up and wants me to arrest someone. If your brother shows up and is bored. If your brother doesn't show up...
M: Yes. Well. Perhaps once we're in our hotel room.
Mycroft: Packing is so tiring.
Greg: There there. Put the phone down and show me the hotel again on your tablet.
M: It will be lovely once we're there, won't it?
And so it was. Snacks, drinks, Cluedo and relaxing together.
And then the giant bee attacked.
(What, it's a Doctor Who homage.)
Greg and Mycroft, protecting each other.
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The yarn boys are very very tired today (as is their office manager). Mycroft is so tired he thinks he's hallucinating his work self looking out for them.
But they had a scary difficult conversation about shared keys and know they're all the stronger together for it. They deserve a bit of a rest.
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Evening in the Li'l Library
My goodness, Gregory, you'll ruin your eyes! This is not the Middle Ages, we do not need to read by firelight. Let me turn a light on for you.
Thanks, love, but it's so comfy here, and I needed a rest -- the book's just an excuse to spend some more time with you. Care to join me?
If you insist...
Mmmm, that's nice. Now we don't need the light.
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