"Doo da de de daa, da da de de da, da da dee de de daa, da daa de de da, da de de de de doo doo, da da de dooo -"

"Jim, you're humming. Why?

"'Cause it's Don't Look Back in Anger! And I just heard it on the radio, so… Anyway I'm making gingerbread cookies!"

"Why?" Jim's face fell

"'Cause I like them." He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Sebastian rolled his eyes and went into the living room, where he could now hear Jim, who was singing:

"And Sooo Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as she's walkin' on by, my soul slides away.. But don't look back in anger, I heard you say!"

"Jim do NOT obsess over that song AGAIN!"

"I was not obsessing!"

"You were."

"But it's SHERLOCK!" Jim said seemingly in submission to the fact that he had, indeed been obsessing a month earlier.

"You were trying to find a connection to Sherlock in EVERY LINE!"

"And it worked… Kinda…" Jim stayed quiet, and- thankfully in Sebastian's opinion- didn't sing anymore, though if he listened , Sebastian could hear him humming faintly.

The phone rang. Jim hurried out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on the Gingerbread man apron he was wearing. "I've got it!" He called, though Sebastian was making no attempt to answer the ring ing phone. Jim went in to total serious mode instantaneously and went into the back room to speak.

Alost a half an hour Moriarty came back into the room, "Are you trying to get yourself killed Jerrenson?... I didn't think so, now… DO IT!" Jim thrust the phone back onto it's receiver, the man definaltely looked odd glaring at an object while wearing a blue apron with a smiling Gingerbread man on it. "Well that was bothersome." His eyebrows scrunched together, and he sniffed the air. Sebastian did the same. And at the same instant they both silently agreeing on what the odd smell was. Burning.

"My cookies!" Jim rushed into the kitchen and –shoving on an oven mitt on- pulled the burning cookies out of the oven. The psychopath's face fell at the burnt-to-a-crisp cookies. He threw the tray onto the counter, staring at them and if they'd let him down in some horrible way that only deserved death- which to Jim, that was probably true. Sebastian sighed, "Just make another bat-"

"No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no, Nooo, I'll make another batch later, but now…" Jim was now starting to grin. "Sherlock. I'm going to send it to Sherlock, oh he'll LOVE IT!" his voice was starting to fluxuate like it always did when he got excited.

"Why the hell would you send a burnt Gringerbread man to Sherlock?"

"I am going to burn his heart out, I'll start wih the gingerbread. Plus, it's part of fairy tale theme, Hansel and Gretal."

"… Right… Ookay… I won't question it…"

Moral: Just don't qustion the oddities or strange manner of Jim.