so hamilton is doing their opening number at the grammys. but here’s an idea. they do the opening number. then they segue right into “aaron bur, sir”. then when that’s done, they jump into “my shot” and just keep going right through the whole musical because who the fuck cares about the grammys i’m only watching for hamilton anyway
Exactly. Please. PLEASE.
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
