I had another wonderful dream, but there was no slash or crack this time

I dreamt that Sherlock and Mycroft were forced to cooperate together, because they were babysitting a baby girl.

Mycroft took his time to play and cuddle. That wasn’t too difficult for him.
Sherlock was rather distanced. But on the other hand, Sherlock didn’t mind making the baby ready for bed, giving her a bath and changing her nappies. Sherlock was Sherlock, he was a bit strange around the baby, but he had his way with her - and he definitively cared about her (even though he would never say that out loud in my dream). 
In the end, it made the brothers closer to each other.
It was an absolutely wonderful dream, definitively one I didn’t want to wake up from. Told it to fybakerstreet here on tumblr, and she spontaneously said: “That’s a fic right there!” 
God, this dream made me all soft and goofy. 
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