Y/N And Mycroft

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Y/N: Hey Mycroft, are you sti-



Mycroft: Yes.



Y/N: I didn't even finish my sentence! 



Mycroft: You want to know if I'm still mad about the tattoo and the answer is yes.



Y/N: Oh then-



Mycroft: And no more hanging out with Moriarty.



Y/N: But he's my friend!!



Mycroft: He is a criminal mastermind! 


Sherlock: A most dangerous one. And why do you have a bunch of apples? You never touch them.



Y/N: Sherlock, stay out of this!



Y/N: Wait - YOU BROKE INTO MY FLAT?!



Sherlock: ...no.



Y/N: *sigh* But, he's my best friend!



Mycroft: No.



Y/N: YOU'RE NOT MY MUM!!



Sherlock: See Mycroft?! He's the same way with me.


Mycroft: My answer will not change.



{Lestrade has entered.}



{Mary has entered.}



{John has entered.}



Y/N: FINE! BE THAT WAY! I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN!



Mycroft: Fine!



{Mycroft has left the chatroom.}



Y/N: I swear, I'm gonna kill him!



John: HIDE THE KNIVES!



Lestrade: Uh... did we miss something?



Sherlock: Yeah, Mycroft tried to ban Y/N from being friends with Moriarty.



Lestrade: Oh.



Y/N: > : )



Sherlock: Well sh*t. Y/N, did you kill my brother?



Y/N: Nope. I have a better idea.



{Y/N has left the chatroom.}



John: Well great. What is she gonna do now?



( TEN MINUTES LATER )



{Mycroft has entered.}



{Y/N has entered.}



Mycroft: NOOOO!!!!



Y/N: > : )



John: Y/N... what did you do?



Y/N: Oh, nothing.



Mycroft: LIFE ISN'T WORTH LIVING!



Lestrade: Okay, seriously, what did you do?



Y/N: I burned all of his umbrellas.



Sherlock: LOL



John: Oh my gosh!



Lestrade: hahahaha



Mary: Y/N! 



Sherlock: What is he doing now?



Y/N: Right now he's rocking back and forth in the fetal position saying 'why' over and over again and muttering about how life isn't fair.




John: I think you broke him!



Sherlock: YES! BLACKMAIL!



Y/N: Mycroft, can you allow me & Moriarty to be friends now?



Mycroft: Ugh, fine!



Y/N: mwahahaha



Lestrade: Let's all agree to not mess with (y/n). Ever.



Mycroft: Agreed



{Moriarty has entered.}



Mycroft: WHO BLEW UP MY BRAND NEW UMBRELLA WITH DYNAMITE?!



Moriarty: LOL!


Mycroft: -_- Moriarty......

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