Sherlock: I am here to pick up Rosie Watson.
Teacher: And if I may ask who are you?
Sherlock: I am Rosie’s father.
Teacher: But I have seen Rosie’s father every day for the last two month and you sir are most definitely not him.
Sherlock does an eye roll
Sherlock: The OTHER one.
Teacher:Oh.
*chatter and gossiping among teachers and parents ensure*
Please, Mofftiss, stop this. Look at that face, he is suffering again. Don’t make him say these things anymore.
Let Martin finally be a free man (did you see what I did there) (sorry). Release the fourth episode for real so he can speak freely once and for all! (x)
mofftiss: so the big twist is that, uh, *spins wheel* Sherlock’s dog, was actually *throws dart at board* victor trevor, who was, um, *throws dice* drowned in a well by….*draws playing card* Sherlock’s long lost evil sister because, *draws paper out of a hat* Sherlock never hugged her as a child.
the rug survived the flat-obliterating patience grenade too
here though the world explode, this rug survives
so that’s the rug-pull we were promised.
Mycroft grabbed it on his way out the door.
It’s also how Mycroft survived. Fun fact: the rug is made of non-flammable materials! So Mycroft yanked it up, swaddles himself in it, rolled down the stairs like a burrito, barrelling around the corner and through Mrs H’s kitchen, nabbing her on the way out the back door. Amazing. After the fire… graphics, however, there wasn’t enough budget leftover to show Mycroft’s amazing rug-burrito-rescue/escape. Alas.