-John walks into 221B and immediately ducks as a cup shatters against the wall behind his head and is pulled behind a table by Ms Hudson-
John: what the hell!?! Are we under attack or something?
Ms Hudson: no, it’s worse. It’s Sherlock and Mycroft’s mother’s birthday…
Ms Hudson: they’re each trying to see who will get her the better gift, and you know how competitive they can be, John…
-somewhat muffled screaming and crashing sounds coming from the next room-
Sherlock: i will hit you with this violin, I swear to god I’ll do it Mycroft!
Mycroft: just try it, little brother! Go ahead and see what happens!
Sherlock: what? Are you gonna have me tranquilized and taken to a CIA black site again?!?
John (from the next room): AGAIN?!?
Mycroft: *swings at Sherlock with his umbrella*
Mycroft: oh, don’t think that I’m above using government resources to get you back, “BROTHER, DEAR”!!!
Sherlock: *screams and pounces on Mycroft, knocking them both to the ground as they continue to viciously flail their arms at one another*
One of Moriarty’s henchmen: sir, why aren’t we attacking them if we have these cameras in their flat?
Moriarty: *holding a bag of popcorn while watching the monitors intently*
Moriarty: shhh… it’s getting even better now that they’ve gotten ahold of the fencing swords…
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