Y/N: Yes, I'm starting to see that now!
{Mrs. Hudson has entered.}
Mrs. Hudson: I think there's something wrong with Sherlock. Should I let him in?
Moriarty: NO!
Y/N: NO!
Sherlock: YES!
Y/N: Mrs. Hudson, Sherlock is drunk and is trying to kill us with a blowtorch.
Sherlock: I WILL AVENGE GAVIN'S DEATH
Mrs. Hudson: Who is Gavin?
Y/N: I have no idea.
Mrs. Hudson: Uh, Y/N dear, it looks like Sherlock, John, and Lestrade are passed out on the sidewalk.
Y/N: Okay, we can let them in.
Moriarty: AND HIDE THE BLOWTORCH!
( A FEW MINUTES LATER )
Mycroft: YYY/NNN
Moriarty: Okay, what are we supposed to do with a drunk Mycroft?
Y/N: No idea.
Mycroft: YYY/NNN
Y/N: Yeah?
{Mycroft has sent a private message to Y/N.}
Y/N: Really?
Mycroft: *drunkenly nods*
Y/N: Okay, let's go.
Moriarty: Where are we going?
Y/N: You'll see.
( ABOUT 15 MINUTES LATER )
Moriarty: I am so filming this.
Y/N: Mycroft, are you sure you want to get a tattoo?
Mycroft: YESH
Y/N: I don't know about this...
Moriarty: Who cares?
( THE NEXT MORNING )
Sherlock: Ugh my head hurts...
Lestrade: I need Aspirin
John: What happened yesterday?
Mycroft: WHY DO I HAVE A TATTOO ON MY FOOT?!?!
Y/N: Oh, so you saw that...
Mycroft: WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!
Y/N: Oh you did that all to yourself.
{Y/N has posted a video.}
Sherlock: lololol!
Lestrade: hahahahaha
John: Oh my gosh!
Mycroft: ...........
Y/N: So do you like it?
Mycroft: It's a picture of a cake and it says 'the cake is a lie' in it!
Y/N): Well, originally you just wanted the cake, but Moriarty paid the guy extra to add the cake is a lie part.
Mycroft: I hate my life.
Sherlock: *scrolling through the chatroom history*
Sherlock: Dear mother of God, what have we done?
Moriarty: Enough for black mail.
John: Ugh, I don't feel s-
Lestrade: What's happening to John?
Sherlock: Currently his barfing in the bathroom toilet.
Moriarty: EWWW.
Y/N: EWWWW.
Mycroft: I feel like doing it myself.
Y/N: Never again are we doing this.
Moriarty: Agreed.
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