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To say the carriage ride back was awkward would be an understatement. It was mainly filled with the sound of the carriage wheels and Mycroft's absurd complaining over every little thing. Elettra was positive she would eventually snap at him whereas Enola was trying her best to get on both of the brothers good side. It's fair to say it wasn't working.
                          
Soon enough, they had gotten through the gates and were nearing the house.
                          
"What the hell has she been playing at.." Mycroft lowly murmured to nobody In particular, if looks could kill he'd drop dead.
                          
To be completely honest, Elettra thought the house itself was magical. I mean, yes she had grown up there so of course she thought it was but from the overgrown garden and broken benches she thought it was the most homely place in existence. Not only had she grown up there she had also made memories there.
                          
Eight year old Enola and ten year old Elettra both stood In the back yard, a football by Elettra feet and mud coated in her long hair. Both of the girls' outfit were completely ruined by now and the rain wasn't helping whatsoever. 
                          
A large grin made its way onto Enolas face as she tackled the ball from her older sister and kicked it into the worn down goal. 
                          
"BOO-YAH!"
                          
The young girl cheered, fist pumping the air in victory. 
                          
"No way! You cheated!" Elettra jokingly argued.
                          
"NUH-HUH!"
                          
"YUH-HUH!"
                          
"You're just mad I'm better than you!"
                          
Elettra gasped, jokingly placed her hand over the wrong side of her chest to imitate to heart in mock offense and ran up to her little sister, beggining tickling her till she fell down into the slimy mud. Both girls burst out into giggles and Elettra finally took in the twos appearance. 
                          
Their hair was knitted and messy and they were both covered in mud from head to toe and they were out In the rain in baggy overalls and rubber boots, if they were like other girls their age they'd probably be learning how to sew and eat properly. But that wasn't who they were, they weren't who people wanted them to be.
                          
They were who THEY wanted to be. 
                          
As the carriage came to a stop by the entrance they all got off one by one, Elettra going as slow as possible just to annoy her eldest brother and Enola fought a snicker as they were approached by the house maid.
                          
"Gentlemen," the older women smiled, sending them a polite nod which neither bothered to return, "welcome home, its been some time!"
                          
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The four all gathered in the study, the maid silently standing by the door in case she were to be called. Mycroft stopped by a desk and picked up an old tennis racket, staring at it in disgust and confusion.
                          
"What is this?"
                          
Both Elettra and Enola blinked as Sherlock looked up, a small item in his grasp.
                          
"Tennis." Enola stated as if it were obvious. 
                          
Elettra awkwardly turned to Sherlock, "Mother says she's getting quite proficient."
                          
Both Enola and her mother, Eudoria stood on either side of the crowded room, a tennis racket clutched in both of their hands and the only source of light being daylight through the freshly polished windows. 
                          
Elettra stood in the door frame, a safe distance from getting hit by the tennis ball as her head snapped between the two whose focus was solely on the game in session. 
                          
Elettra eyes widened as the ball all of a sudden bounced around the room and she immediately ducked as it came flying her way. By the time she had composed herself, her younger sister, Enola had broken a lamp. 
                          
Silence overtook as the room as the three young women stared at it before Elettra shrugged and walked over to the small chalk board.
                          
"I suppose that's game."
                          
Mycroft's mouth repeatedly opened and closed as he tried to find the right words to use before giving up and placing the racket back down with a huff.
                          
"Where the hell is she?" 
                          
Elettra rolled her eyes for what seemed to be the 70th time that day and crossed her arms, "Well if we knew that you wouldn't be here, Genius."
                          
Mycroft turned to her, "You better watch your mouth, girl."
                          
Elettra challenging raised an eyebrow, "Or what, old man?"
                          
Mycroft stuttered before giving up and sending the girl a nasty glare and storming off, Sherlock following closely behind trying to bite back a grin.
                          
Enola slowly turned to her older sister with a small smile, "I would say this is going quite well. Wouldn't you?"
                          
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I genuinely hate this chapter so much?? Like nothing makes sense??? Idk why lmaoo but you guys can have an early chapter because I'm ill and have nothing better to do with my life xx
                          
I know i said I'd start writing longer chapters but I couldn't really figure out when to stop and saw this as an opportunity ahshsjg
                          
Anyways, that's all! If you bothered to read this note then you're the real MVPs, Ily all so much! Feel free to comment and leave suggestions or writing tips! 
                          
I also usually don't check my notifs but I saw that LOUISPARTRIDG-E added this to their reading list?? Their Enola Fic was basically the main reason I decided to write this in the first place so it's a big win and means a lot to me x (it's actually really good so I'd recommend you read it if you aren't already)
                          
Anyways I'm droning on!! My apologies! 
                          
Love you all,
                          
Deviise
                          
xx
                          
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