we're making dinner

the best cure for being miserable is the misery of someone you hate. or puppies.
The One with the Dinner Party
  • *dinner at 221B*
  • Mycroft: *nonchalantly* Sherlock, do you remember when you got high in college?
  • Mummy & Daddy Holmes: *look up* What?!
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *hisses* You little snitch! *sighs* Alright, fine...it's true. I had a...drug problem.
  • Mummy Holmes: *sighs* Oh, William...
  • Mycroft: *smug* And your stolen science magazines, Daddy. Not the postman.
  • Mummy & Daddy Holmes: *glare at Sherlock*
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *puts down his cutlery* And I suppose the freak storm of '84 broke the garden swing, Mycroft?
  • Mummy & Daddy Holmes: *look at Mycroft, disappointed*
  • Molly, John & Mary: *exchange glances*
  • Mycroft: *frowning* Sherlock has been sleeping with Molly for eight months.
  • Molly: *chokes on her drink*
  • Mummy & Daddy Holmes: *delighted* Oh, my God...
  • Sherlock: *wide-eyed* Mycroft is living with his PA!
  • Mummy Holmes: *grins* Anthea? Oh, I like her...
  • Mycroft: *now standing* Sherlock is planning to propose to Molly on their case trip next week!
  • Sherlock: *on his feet; quickly* Oh, God, shut up!
  • Mummy & Daddy Holmes: *exchange glances*
  • Mary: *sighs* I love James Dean.
  • John: *whispers* Isn't he dead, love?
  • Greg: *reading the recipe magazine* Uh, Mary...I don’t think lamb goes in that pudding.
  • Baby Watson: *pounding the table* I wanna gooooooo!
  • Mummy Holmes: *rubbing her temples* That’s a lot of information to get in in thirty seconds! *shakes her head* Alright you two... *gestures at Mary and Greg* of course you weren’t supposed to put lamb in the pudding. It was bloody awful.
  • Greg: *mutters* Told you.
  • Mummy Holmes: *looks to Sherlock* William, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
  • Daddy Holmes: *to Mycroft* And the swing was pretty obvious, son.
  • Mummy Holmes: *darkly* Don't think you've gotten away with the drugs, either.
  • Sherlock & Mycroft: *bow their heads*
  • Mummy Holmes: *smiles, holds Molly's hand* Molly, sweetheart. You’ve been sleeping with him all these months, stayed through the drug problems...
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes*
  • Mummy Holmes: *beaming* Well, I don’t know what to say. You’re a wonderful human being.
  • Molly: *blushes* Thank you.
  • Daddy Holmes: No! Thank you! *hugs her; turns to his sons* Sherlock, Mycroft! I don’t know what I’m going to do with the pair of you!
  • Molly: *in a parent-like tone* I’ll talk to them.
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i hadn’t drawn anders in an AGE so I scribbled a fast baby. I expect in a modern au his little hovel is liable to be furnished entirely with hideous second-hand furniture. also he’s probably reading chicken soup for the cat lover’s soul it might be his favorite book 

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Quite Ready
  • Molly: *lying on a Hospital bed; looking around and tapping her fingers in boredom*
  • Molly: *sees the tray of medical intruments; picks up the forceps, scoffs* Absolutely not.
  • Sherlock: *enters; casually* Morning.
  • Molly: *sits up; alarmed* Morning.
  • Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow at the forceps still in her hand* You're eager.
  • Molly: *replaces the instrument; scowling* What are you doing here?
  • Sherlock: *matter-of-factly* I'm here to see my son.
  • Molly: *frustrated* Oh for God's sake. I'm not having a boy!
  • Sherlock: *fluffs her pillow* You're having a boy.
  • Molly: *folds her arms* What makes you so sure?
  • Sherlock: He's a Holmes.
  • Molly: *scoffs* No, he- it isn't *shakes her head* How did you even find out about today?
  • Sherlock: Your mother. I think she's on my side.
  • Molly: *through gritted teeth* I don't need your help.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Yes, you've said.
  • Molly: *pouts* I can't force you to leave-
  • Sherlock: *sits in the chair beside her* Nope.
  • Molly: ...
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Molly: ...
  • Sherlock: *quietly* Did you get the ice cream?
  • Molly: *softly* Yes...thank you.
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* My mother enjoyed it when she was pregnant. With a boy *glances at her*
  • Molly: *shakes her head* You're going to be disappointed. We Hooper ladies have never let a man tell us what to do.
  • Sherlock: *smirks; leans forward* Now that's not strictly true, is it?
  • Molly: *frowns* Shut up.
  • Sherlock: *chuckles*
  • ...
  • Sherlock: You never asked me how I felt about it.
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: *swallows* How do you feel about it?
  • Sonographer: *enters; consulting a clipboard* Right...good morning, Miss Hooper, I'm Doctor Montague. Now, just relax and get comfortable. Now *looks up, smiling* how are we feeling today?
  • Sherlock: *stands up* Ready *grasps Molly's hand* quite ready.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just wanted to share this: so my aunt came to stay. We're making dinner and chatting about 1D and she says out of the blue: "what do you think about the harry gay rumours?" to which I said "They're almost definitely true". She kind of side-eyes me and says "So what's up with him and the teeny tiny one? Are they married?" When I told her they were closeted, she was amazed ("But they have matching tattoos!!!!) She's now texting periodically THEY WERE SO YOUNG? mwahaha :D Everyone knows ^.^