Increasingly. Every day. Why wouldn’t I?
Because you have every day tasks that fill up that head of yours instead.
No, not with this. I’ll forever be glad you’re alive.
I’m glad you are too. From what I saw you weren’t doing too well…
Just ignore it. They’re pointless. Anything they do, no matter how brash, is only to irk you and by letting it affect you, they win. Never let the enemy win.
We have discussed more on this topic here.
We’re sorry to hear about what has happened.
No we’re not.
I am.
The situation has happened.
He died and I was emotionally hurt. But it’s not quite what you’re saying, really. I don’t exactly know how I’d react to a car crash; however, I can assure you I did feel very guilty about his “fall”. For a long time I figured it was my fault he. An awfully dark time for me then, I’d say.
Sorry.
No. Don’t.
I’m cooking dinner tonight.
That sounds great, Sherlock. Really. By any chance… are we getting the cat soon?
If we can find one.
You’re Sherlock Holmes. I highly doubt you can’t find a cat in all of London.
This is going to sound rather dull, but at that exact moment my thoughts were to run to him to make sure he was okay. He needed to be safe. It was my only thought.
And I was, your berk.
It took me a year to figure that out. With your help, obviously.
Sorry.
We’ve gone through this. It’s okay. No more apologizing.
You ask me to watch the telly with you yet proceed to kiss me. I can’t see the show, John.
Then watch me.
No.
I might, yeah. It a very.. luxurious thought to have at that, but yes, it seems reasonable. I’m not sure if it is fictional; the universe is endless.
You’re stupid.
People are allowed to have differing opinions and people are allowed to accept them, whether or not they agree with it.
Did you move the dog hair samples?
In the bathroom?
It was alphabetically organized.
I may have bumped it when I hopped out of the shower.
Fix it. Now.
We. Are. Not. Cute.
Not until you put on trousers.
…For the name calling: When I was younger I simply ignored it (the children were stupid) and for now John is fond of taking care of it - whether I wish him to or not. It doesn’t bother me much.
They shouldn’t call you those names. They don’t know you. I defend him in ways I deem reasonable for the situation (a punch, ignoring the person, etc). As for me, name calling never really was thrown at me; although, if it did I’m sure it would have harmed me emotionally.
You asked what we’d like to say to the people out there dealing with this. I must admit that whoever is doing this is beneath you. Stupid people are tedious - never intelligent.
Don’t let them bother you, it’s not worth it. You’re probably funny and nice and happy and everyone who loves you wants you to stay this way. Bullies are nothing. And if else fails, grab a friend to support you. Consulting detectives work best.
Agreed.
I can’t remember if I have or haven’t, it’s been awhile-
Mummy made Mycroft and I do it when we were younger.
What the-
It was a small performance when I was five. I was dressed as a donkey. But no, never nervous. Not my nature to be.
Sometimes I think I’ll know what your answer will be and then you say you did something like dye your brother’s hair blue and I’m utterly stunned.
I did do that - dye his hair. Although it was green and I didn’t quite succeed with it.
Your fascinating.
If you cannot find a way in order to not be repetitive in the near future, I may just have to change 221B’s locks and not give you a key.
And because you’re Sherlock Holmes, you should know my response just by looking at me.
I know you love me without even seeing you, John.
I don’t care for one.
It doesn’t, no, but you may visit it here. For future reference, mine is located here and my counter has been stuck on the same number for quite the time now.
But it’s illogical.
Forget that part and answer the question.
I don’t know. It’s too trivial to decide while it's nonexistent.
We’ll just say that is a yes for him-
but-
and I would also say it is indeed fascinating, but I’m sure you could cause a great deal of accidents if you weren’t careful.
John.
Yes?
You’re an arse.
Thank you.
What?
I’m not even sure with this one. Just search it if you’re so curious.
I’m not.
You are and you shouldn’t be.
Why shouldn’t I?
Use your brain and think, John.
Stop smirking.
I do what I please.
Even that?
Clearly.