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🏹ׅ۬∙

𝐱. Operation: Saving

Enola Holmes

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brought her, she felt nervous. "So, I don't know where the hell we're going, but I think were close to a train station. I can see the tracks." She said. Tewkesbury squinted his eyes to see and nodded.

"Wait!", she exclaimed stopping the horse as it jumped high, making both of the riders lose grip and fall.

Y/N shrieked, but was surprised when she noticed that her back didn't actually hit the ground. "Woah. Okay. That was a smooth landing," she mumbled.

Tewkesbury groaned in pain. "For you, yes. For me, no." He said and moaned.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!", she exclaimed and stood up only to fall again once she accidentally stepped on her own long dress.

"Ow!", both of them grunted. Y/N rolled and had her face facing the viscount's. Her eyes widened as he stared at her.

Tewkesbury smiled cheekily. "I feel a bit better now. This view is quite the sight for sore eyes," he said.

L/N blushed and rolled her eyes as she giggled and stood up. "Flattering, but, not quite. Try harder and inform me next time when you've mastered the art of flirtation," she said, holding her hand out gor him to take and help himself up. He did and dusted himself.

"I will smack that smug smile off your face, Tewkesbury." She said as he then pulled a serious blank facial expression.

"I know where to find Enola." He said.

"Where?" "Miss Harrison's Finishing School for Young Ladies."

"Brilliant! I know where that is. I used to have an issue with that woman. She actually made me walk around in those shoes with stacks of books for hours. Made my neck stiff, to be honest. Goodness, it was so painful!", Y/N uttered. "We have to get Enola out of that ridiculous place."

"But, what's the plan?", Tewkesbury asked. "Mail yourself as well. I...will disguise myself as one of the students."

"But the uniform?"

"I have my ways." Y/N said. "Let's get back to the horse, go somewhere, get a large basket and a coat."

Arriving at the large structure, Y/N and Tewkesbury sighed in anxiousness. They got off the horse and prepared themselves.

"Get in the basket." Y/N instructed. The boy did what he was told. "Now wait for me. This'll be fast."

The girl went to the back of the school to see another girl there, alone, picking flowers. "Excuse me?", L/N called.

The girl turned to her, "Yes?"

"I'm sorry to bother, But I've been told to call for you? There's this young man a few blocks away. He told me to look for a girl who loves to stay in the gardens and pick on...", Y/N took a peek on the flower she was touching earlier. "...white roses."

"And who are you?", she asked.

"I'm Adeliameonette. I was just passing by to enroll in this finishing school as told by my parents when this man came up to me and look for you? He told me it's urgent and that you need to meet him on a peculiar house with white flowers in the front lawn a few miles away." Y/N lied.

"That must be Theron!", the girl exclaimed. "Thank you!", she said to L/N who smiled.

"Oh! Don't go in your uniform! He looks like he's formally dressed for an occasion." Y/N exclaimed. The girl furrowed her eyebrows, "but I have nothing else to wear," she said.

"Maybe we could swap clothes? I mean, I just came from an event too and this is presentable enough." L/N suggested. The girl smiled and nodded.

With that, they swapped clothes. Y/N tied her hair in a messy bun with the hairtie she kept under her sleeves.

Once she was done with that, she left the garden with the girl smiling fondly. She felt bad for her, but they really needed to get Enola out.

"Here we part. It was nice to meet you, Adeliameonette." The girl said and rushed out of the school grounds.

L/N walked over to the basket. "Are you alright in there?", she asked. "I'm fine. It's hot in here, though." Tewkesbury answered.

"Wait no more, here comes the mail man." She said, spotting a man walking towards them.

"Erm. Hello! I'm sorry for being a burden, but could you please carry this package for Enola Holmes? Someone just rudely left it out here and I was ordered by my headmistress to send it to her. It came from Mycroft Holmes of Ferndell Hall. It's too heavy for a young lady like me to carry," she dramatically stated. The mail man seemed to buy it and nodded.

Knocking on the door Y/N believed to be Enola's, she cleared her throat. "Delivery from Ferndell Hall!"

The door opened to reveal Enola who's gaze fell on the disguised girl next to the mailman. Y/N placed her index finger to her lips. "Care of Mr. Mycroft Holmes!"

"What does he want?", Holmes asked pretending not to notice L/N.

"Well, whatever it is, it's heavy." The man said and carried the basket inside. Y/N followed and smiled as he left.

"Close the door!", she exclaimed. Enola did what she was told and furrowed her eyebrows. "What's going on?", she asked the girl.

"Stuff, obviously," Y/N sarcastically answered. Holmes laughed at that. "Goodness, nothing's changed."

"Now, you might want to open the package." L/N said. The girl kicked the basket when they heard a familiar voice exclaiming, "Ow!"

She quickly opened it to reveal the viscount. Enola gasped, "Tewkesbury!", she exclaimed and hugged him.

Y/N smiled at the small reunion. She's glad to finally have her friends with her once again. The girl let them both talk until the young lord turned his head to L/N.

"Are you alright?", he asked. "I'm fine, why?", the girl asked. He shook his head.

"Now, we have a plan..."

Tewkesbury pushed the basket with all his might as Y/N walked forward and separsated ways so it wouldn't seem suspicious. She let a minute pass when she finally revealed herself. To her surprise, the headmistress didn't recognise her.

She was ordered to carry the package to Miss Harrison's office along with two girls who whined as they carried it. She mentally rolled her eyes.

When they put it down, it's finally the time to act. Y/N opened the basket and helped Enola out. She then called Miss Harrison to distract her while both of her friends make their way out of the building.

"Miss Harrison! I heard rumours about you and Mr. Mycroft Holmes. They say he's courting you? Is that true?", she asked. The woman chuckled and smiled.

"Well...we are quite close, but I don't see this as your business. Now, off you go in to your room. We have early classes for tomorrow." She said and left the girl alone.

L/N devilishly smirked and rushed down the stairs then outside, meeting the others. "Her automobile? That's brilliant! I'll use the horse!", she exclaimed and rode the white stallion.

"Careful, Y/N!", Tewkesbury said. She looked at him and chuckled.

"Worried for my well-being now, aren't we?", she taunted making him blush.

"Well, it'll be a shame to break such beautiful neck," The young lord said. The three of them laughed.

"I'm beginning to wonder. Are you here to survive or are you here to flirt with her?", Enola asked the boy who's sat next to her.

"Can I answer both?", he asked.

"Alright. No more horsing around, let's go!", Y/N yelled. The automobile reved under them as Enola started driving. L/N started to pull the reigns of the horse and made a clicking noise in order for it to move forward.

As they were about to leave, Enola was close to hitting something.

" Left, right. Oh no! The Bush, Enola! Ah!", Tewkesbury screamed.

"Stop screaming like a girl, Nitwit!", Y/N yelled.

"Whoo hoo!" Holmes shrieked. "I'm not finished yet!", she yelled.

"Suck it, Miss Harrison!", L/N shouted then their voices faded as they went further and further from the school.

Now, they can start again...

or so we thought.

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