Arthur had decided, since Khan need

Arthur had decided, since Khan needed to be
away for the whole day to bring the Enterprise
Crew over to their Family Villa, that he’d take
Bilbo over to Central London after school. He had
been worried when he found Bilbo’s eyes rimming
with tears despite his youngest son’s attempt to
hold them back. But he is a mother, he knows
what was wrong even if his children are trying
to hide it from him. After coaxing Bilbo to stop
his tears and blow his nose into a tissue, he told
his son they’ll be visiting Central London and
he’ll be able to buy a new toy at Hamley’s.
“… Can we give a surprise visit to Baker Street,
Mummy?” Arthur thought about it for a second
and took his phone out, checking the time. It
was quite early in the afternoon, his son would
either be busy chasing his flat-mate around
London, still at work, or at home. The last option
seemed really impossible at this time.
“Well, John might be there… but why don’t we
give his nice landlady a visit instead if he’s
not?” Bilbo had pouted at first, but perked up
nonetheless at the idea of seeing the nice
landlady his older brother likes to talk about on
the phone. And Arthur really needed to give this
really nice landlady some words of gratitude for
taking care of his son and his seemingly
impossible flat-mate. Maybe Arthur will ask
Vincent to make the nice lady a nice set of tea
cups, or maybe a nice chair for a gift.
“Mrs. Pudson?” “Mrs. Hudson, darling.” Arthur
corrected before they continued their walk out
of the underground.
“Now, do you want to tell Mummy why you
cried?” Bilbo’s previous excited expression was
quickly wiped out before the boy shook his head
vigorously.
“No. I can take care of it on my own.” Arthur’s
eyes softened at how brave his youngest son is
and couldn’t help sneaking a smooch on his
cheeks despite his son’s indignant shriek of
“MUMMY!”. Of they go then, over to Hamley’s to
get Bilbo a new toy.
“John! Wait just a minute, mate! John!” Arthur
was suddenly yanked back by the shoulder and
was ready to strike in case it was a mugging but
the sudden surprised look on the other man’s
face made him do otherwise. And his youngest
son had fallen on his behind quite hard when the
man yanked Arthur.
“Bilbo, darling! Are you okay?” Bilbo swallowed a
sob but sniffled at the same time and Arthur
gathered him in his arms before carrying him up
and turn towards the now panicking and
sputtering apology grey-haired man.
“Oh Sh-Sorry! I-I’m very sorry! It seemed I’ve
mistaken you with a friend of mine. Is your son
alright? Does he need to go get it checked?”
Before the stranger could say and apologize more
than he has, Arthur quickly placed a reassuring
hand on his forearm.
“He’s alright, just a little sore. Isn’t that
right, darling?” Bilbo, who quickly got over the
shock and blinked his tears away, nodded and
gave the other man a big smile to prove it.
“I’m still very sorry… I really shouldn’t just
assume you as one of my friends, but you really
do look similar to him. My name is Gregory
Lestrade, I’m a member of the Scotland Yard, a
Detective Inspector.” Lestrade said as he and
Arthur shook hands before offering little Bilbo
his hand to shake with.
“Hello, my name is Arthur Dent, and this is my
youngest son, Bilbo Baggins. We’re not really
fond of family names because of my husband
though.” Arthur said as Bilbo waved from
Arthur’s arms and struggled to go down on his
own feet. Lestrade was still mulling over about
Arthur and Bilbo’s similarities to a John Watson
and was about to ask if Arthur knew the former
military doctor before a scream pierced the air.
“Thief! He stole my bag!” Lestrade was quickly
getting himself ready to sprint but the
perpetrator ducked under his arm and was about
to get away if Arthur hadn’t stepped in and
tripped the guy and grabbed his arm before
twisting it on his back. Bilbo was a few steps
away from him and was looking at Arthur in awe.
“Now, there’s a good boy. Why don’t you return
the young miss’ purse and I won’t hurt you.”
Arthur said calmly as he pressed his knee unto
the man’s bag. The man continued to trash wildly
underneath Arthur’s knee and Lestrade was
going to step in -Arthur is a civilian, for
Queen’s sake!-, and this is a mugging!
“Alright, you asked for it.” Arthur said before
jabbing the man’s neck with two fingers and he
fell limp. Arthur sighed before taking the purse
the man took and gave it to a young woman who
was looking at him in awe.
“I believe this is yours, miss?” “Y-Yes, thank
you very much, sir!” Arthur just smiled and
nodded before the crowd that had happened to
watch started to disperse.
“Oh! I almost forgot, young miss?” The young
woman that had her bag returned then flinched
and turned back, giving Arthur quite a forced
smile.
“Y-Yes, sir?” “I’m afraid you’re taking
something that isn’t yours.” Arthur gently said,
picking up a black leather wallet from the
woman’s hand before pulling the woman’s hand
and jabbed her neck like he did with the man.
Lestrade, watching the event happening in front
of him with disbelief, gaped at the wallet in
Arthur’s hand.
“That’s my-” “Lestrade, sir! Did something
happen? We were reported there was a mugging
and… sir?” Sally had approached him, running
while so and stopped when she saw Lestrade’s
gobsmacked face. When she saw Arthur though,
her expression changed -quite thunderous,
Arthur thought-.
“What are you even doing here? Aren’t you
supposed to be babysitting the freak, Dr.
Watson?” Lestrade snapped out from his daze by
Sally’s words and was about to tell Sally off
before Arthur coughed to get their attention.
“As I said, my name is Arthur Dent. And please
do refrain from saying such degrading word,
miss, as there is a child present.” Bilbo quickly
scurried over to Arthur’s leg and gave Sally the
stink eyes before looking up towards Arthur in
awe.
“That was amazing , Mummy! Did Daddy teach you
that? Can you teach me that?” Arthur chuckles
and ruffled Bilbo’s hair.
“I’m afraid you’re not old enough just yet,
darling.” Sally narrowed her eyes at the
exchange and almost jumped when she saw the
two bodies lying on the ground.
“W-Why are there bodies on the street? They’re
not dead, are they?” Sally said, going over to
the bodies to check on their pulse.
“They’re the muggers, Donovan, Arthur had
kindly lend his hand to detain them. If your
please, can you handcuff them?” Sally whipped
her head towards Arthur and was about to open
her mouth to comment something, probably with
another degrading words before Arthur stopped
her with a look.
“Isn’t it a shame that a policewoman would use
such degrading word? Sally Donovan, I gathered,
no wonder I’ve heard such bad stories about you
from my John.”
“Hear now, young lady. If you ever ever say
another degrading words in front of my youngest
son here and especially about my son and his
flat-mate, I would not hesitate to buy a block of
soap and put it in your mouth to clean them! And
if I ever hear from either John or Gregory here
about how you say things about me behind my
back, I shall deliberately put you in the same
position as these two youngsters!” Sally, whose
face had gone white at the implication of
unending pain underneath Arthur’s words, could
only nod in answer. Bilbo then stuck his tongue
out at her before giggling when Arthur picked his
cheeks. Lestrade blinked and let everything came
to him before he gaped.
“You’re John’s father?!” “Correction, I am
John’s Mummy .” Arthur replied, taking Lestrade
by surprise. When Bilbo whined to Arthur about
the promised toy, Lestrade quickly jumped in to
escort the two since he owed it to them to get to
their destination safely.
“If you don’t mind walking, we’d love the
company. And I also wanted to ask about a few
things about my son’s well-being, I’ve heard
many words about you, Detective Inspector.”
Arthur said as Lestrade nodded and began
walking with Arthur and Bilbo.
“Greg is fine, sir.” “Then you must call me
Arthur. Sir is making me feel really old.” Arthur
said as Bilbo piped in that Arthur’s only 59 so
he’s not old. Lestrade had to gape once again
before closing it when Arthur told him to close it
before a fly flew into his mouth.
“I must thank you, for taking care of John and
Sherlock. You did an excellent job in handling the
two of them.” “Oh no, I owe my thanks to your
son. John made Sherlock… easier to talk to.
Sherlock wasn’t exactly a people’s person before
he met John, he’s still not right now, but John
made him more… human.” Arthur then hummed in
satisfaction before asking Lestrade a question
parents would about their child.
“I am taking it they’re doing okay, then?” “As
okay as you can be when you live with Sherlock
Holmes, I guess. But John’s a strong man, I’m
sure you know that.” “Of course, of course. He
is my son, after all, big brother John is a very
strong man, isn’t he Bilbo darling?” Bilbo
cheered with his arms thrown in the air as both
Arthur and Lestrade chuckles. When they’ve
stopped in front of Hamley’s, Arthur grabbed
Lestrade’s hand and gave his shoulder a pat.
“Thank you again, Greg. It was nice meeting
you, but I have a favor to ask. Don’t tell John
about earlier and about you meeting me. He’ll
have my hide if he ever find out.” “Of course,
Arthur. The pleasure’s all mine, I hope we can
meet again. And I am really sorry about
Donovan, she and Anderson couldn’t really keep
it to themselves whenever Sherlock and John are
involved.” Arthur nodded in understanding and
conjured a business card from his pocket.
“If you ever need help, I’d be glad to. I opened
a clinic at Richmond Upon Thames and if you ever
need medical help, aside from my son’s, feel free
to call. Thank you again, Greg. Now darling, say
goodbye to this nice man.” Bilbo grinned up at
Lestrade and gave a hearty wave.
“Thank you, Mr. Lestrade! Goodbye, Mr.
Lestrade!”
=.=.=.=.=
John had to quickly run o