I’m assuming you’re referring to this post when I punched Sherlock for insulting Anderson and practically pushing him down a flight of stairs. It was the only way to get him to listen and doesn’t happen on a regular basis. It was also nine months ago.

To be honest, he has a decent impact. 

I was a soldier. Of course I can do some bloody damage.

I’d like to make a list of the people you haven’t told that to.

Sod off.

Or?

Or I’ll punch you again.

You’re smirking. Can you insult me without smiling. 

Apparently not, you big bleeding dork.

…Captain.

GO AWAY.

Sherlock-

No, don’t. I’m in no need of rest. Just because Anderson may have coughed on me had no sudden impact on my health.

Really? The scientist is saying this?

Yes, why not?

Jesus, just eat your bloody sandwich.

Lestrade phoned earlier.

Yes, I know. Heard the ring.

We’re needed at the Yard.

We listened to the song.

Ugh.

And I’d say my world would be very similar to this one except without wars and with more cases to solve.

More cases to solve without a doubt. Yes. Can we share our world?

Sure.

Less idiotic people Anderson (crimes would be much more fascinating with somewhat smart people doing them), the ability to set anything in the flat on fire without being screamed at, and more jumpers for you.

Seriously? More jumpers?

For you.

Don’t you think I have enough?

No.

Okay then. And for people, if we could change them, Sherlock would stay the same. Exactly.

Oh, how sentimental.

But it’s true.

Nonetheless.

Even when you’re bored. I wouldn’t change that.

Why?

It’s a different side of you - a more childish side. I get to see what Mycroft did all those years back.

Don’t mention him. He's annoying.

So I’ve heard.

It worked correctly. His face turned red. I had John take a picture.

Which I deleted when Sherlock fell asleep later that night.

I sent it to myself.

What? When?

In the cab. I pick-pocketed you. When we got back to the flat I said I had to use the loo, but I didn’t. I sent it to myself there and put it back in your coat when you weren’t looking. Simple. You really should open your eyes more often.

How did I not see?

You were too engrossed in the conversation you were having with the cab driver. Just because he’s having knee problems doesn’t mean you’re inclined to give him a prescription.

It was a recommendation, Sherlock.

Nevertheless. I have the picture and you don’t. Where did you put my towel last time you used it?

In the wash.

Thanks.

(X)

I’ve read it.

Does it involve sex?

Thankfully, no. And I am obliged to agree, John has dealt with my mishaps in such ways often.

Have you phoned Lestrade about his night out with Mycroft?

Why would I do that?

Oh, right. I’ll text him in a second.

… John, I need you to drink this.

That green vile on the table?

Yes.

It’s bubbling.

Yes. Drink it for me, will you? 

You’re plotting my death, aren’t you?

We’ve discussed this before. You’re far too important for me to think of such things.

And we’ve discussed this before. You’re not going to poison me again for ‘fun’. Baskerville was enough, thank you.

When did I ever say that it is poison?

Sherlock…

It heightens your blood pressure, or so I've hypothesized it to.

I’m going to pour it down the sink.

I’ll test it on Anderson tomorrow when we ask for a case.

Fine, just don’t kill him. 

I’m not making any promises.

No. I think I would be in the possession of enough logic to do it myself.

But you're wrong.

Why would I ever-

Sherlock. It’s a front. I’m not dense, but you say it to brainless people so they stop calling you names. You’re not a sociopath, you’re a human and that’s all you’ll ever be- whether you like it or not.

Your doctor is showing.

My care for you is too.

When is it not?

I haven’t the slightest.

I was waiting for you to notice my intentions.

They were almost evident the first time you said it, if only you knew the signs of sociopathy. But Anderson didn’t and you made a point.

That’s disgusting.

It would never happen anyway.

Anderson is a-

No. We’re not doing this again.

But he is!

Just watch the telly and shut the bloody hell up.

Shut me up yourself if you want me to.

Fine.

Pity my leg is busted- I would be willing to get the milk right now.

Obviously. Sherlock merely had a odd reaction to it when sleeping. He’s doing much better now, but he did say some… barbarous comments about people. I don’t wish to name names.

The things I said about Anderson were entirely true.

That’s the difficult part. 

A wave. JOHN.

Yes?

JOHN MAKE ANDERSON STOP.

Why are you using caps?

JOHN HE’S BEING A SODDING ARSE AND I DON’T LIKE HIM. MAKE HIM STOP.

I’ll try to. Keep working on the case, okay?

They’re incredibly interesting. A honey bee’s wings fly about 200 beats per second and may travel for up to six miles and as fast as 15 miles per hour. I would love to observe them more when I become older. Possibly when I retire, if I do. I’m sure John would approve of a calm activity such as that to entertain me in my old age.