ewebie:

deducecanoe:

dorkkybatch:

Mummy Holmes doesn’t mess around.

Mycroft’s like pondering if he should just say she’s drinking tea in the next room. Just to start shit. Because the minute you get into your childhood home you are instantly twelve.

Mycroft: It was Mary. Mary did it.
Mummy: WHAT?!
Mycroft: Totally.
Mummy: Myc, you’re just making this up to get Sherlock’s friend in trouble.
Mycroft: *sassy eye roll* Please. John knew nothing about it.
Mummy: *rage face* *deep breath* *sweet mummy smile* Mary, dear? Would you like to give me a hand out back?
Mycroft: You can’t hide the body in the shed… it’s full.
Mummy: DAMMIT MYCROFT