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Mycroft : What do you want?

Sherlock : Can’t I be pleasant to my brother?

Mycroft :

Sherlock : All right, I need you to buy one hundred candy bars. School fundraiser.

Mycroft : What would I do with one hundred candy bars?

Sherlock : You could give them out at MI6. Destroy a terrorist cell, get a cavity.

Mycroft : Fine.

Sherlock : You’re a good big brother.

Mycroft : I’m the best.

Sherlock : No, the best big brothers let their seventeen year old brothers go out by themselves.

Mycroft : And yet.

Sherlock : Come on-

Mycroft : Oh, let’s not have this conversation.

Sherlock : I’ll be eighteen in two months-

Mycroft : You can’t wander around without protection. Not with what I do for a living-

Sherlock : An excellent excuse to have your people constantly spying on me. You just don’t trust me.

Mycroft : Sherlock, I don’t want you to be abducted.

Sherlock : I’m not going to be abducted. And if I was, we know it would take you five minutes to deal with it.

Mycroft : We?

Sherlock : No one abducted me that time I gave your agents the slip. I took care of myself.

Mycroft : Brother mine, you cannot really be trying to use what you did that day as a reason you should be trusted.