Previously on: JDITE ( THE SOY SAUCE CHOOSES YOUUUUUUUU!)
Sherlock bursts into the kitchen, ready fofofofofofofoofoffofofofoofofofofo fo fo…. a fight.
"Alright MOFO COME AT ME BRO!" Sherlock screams at the top of his lungs. He looks down at the floor and sees John in a pool of his own blood against the sink, holding a gushing wound in his chest with his right hand, and a knife in the other. Sherlock's eyes darted around the room in order to find something to patch his friend. As Sherlock started to move towards the cabinet were they keep the first aid kit. Or well, the second aid because Sherlock destroyed the first one in a pit of acid. So he technically but, not really (cause' it don't matter) moved to the second first aid kit .until john stopped him .
"nooooooo my servant it tis too late for that mo fizzle leave it" said john stroking his just now grown mustache liker a sir hiding in a boss jk john didn't say that but he was thinking it.
"no Sherlock its to late for me, but will you please just hear me out till the end" said john quietly
Sherlock felt tears start to roll down his eyes as he softly answered "ok"
(in fact so softly it was quieter than a fly fart.)
Sherlock watched as john waved him closer so he could here. And so he leaned in.
(But he did it in a manly way so he wouldn't look like an emotion lord dress as a little girl holding vitamin b-12)
Sherlock came in close, and was almost touching John's cheek when he heard johns last words…..
:D
"APRIL FOOLS"
