Advent Drabble 3 - Finger Paint

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Sherlock came home with finger paint. John lifted his eyebrows.

“What?” Sherlock asked impatiently, because he asked everything impatiently. “Where’s Oliver?”

“Sleeping. Did you buy Oliver finger paint?”

“Yes, of course. Why is he sleeping? He shouldn’t be sleeping!”

“You say that every time he’s sleeping. And finger paint is an astonishingly age-appropriate activity, and that’s the opposite of Sherlock Holmes, so why don’t you tell me what the finger paint is for.”

“We’re testing its toxicity.”

“Sherlock.”

“Not on Oliver! On mice.”

“And, of course,” John mumbled to himself, “I lead a life where that is only slightly alarming.”