John looked up from the gift he had just unwrapped. His sister may not have been the best sister in the world, nor the most sober, but she had a knack for finding Christmas gifts that John would enjoy. Except maybe this year was a little different.

Trying not to let Sherlock see the gift he slipped it under his chair and proceeded to open the parcel from Mrs Hudson.

As usual, she had gifted him with a home made scarf and gloves, always a bit odd looking, but they kept his hands warm. John grinned and proudly showed them off to his friend.

Sherlock held up a matching set.

"I really should tell her that I don't need them." He said with a smile.

"But you won't." John replied. "You'll do what I do every year and give last year's set to one of your homeless friends.

Heaving himself out of his chair John glanced at his watch.

"Time for the first of many turkey sandwiches I think."

"What about that present you're trying to hide?"

"What...?" The older man flushed scarlet.

"Yes, that one. The one your sister gave you."

"I... um..."

"I won't be offended." Sherlock already knew why John had hidden it. "After all, I suggested she buy you the complete Hobbit film set in a box."