Hello my stupendous readers, these texts are kind of funny and distressing if that is possible. It deals with poor Dr. John Watson falling down some stairs. I find that a little hysterical, but I laugh at other people's miseries. According to my dad, I have a sick sense of humor. Oh well. Thank you for favoriting, following and reviewing my stories. I have said it so often, but it is very sincere.
Sherlock is bold and Molly is underlined.
Are you coming to Bart's tonight, because I am about to leave.
No, a troubling incident happened and I must go to the hospital. –SH
Oh. Are you okay? What happened? Is it Mrs. Hudson? Or is it John?
I am not hurt and neither is Mrs. Hudson. Mycroft kidnapped and drugged John. John tried to escape, but he fell down a flight of stairs and has to be taken to the hospital.
Why would Mycroft do such a thing to John?
He wanted to talk to me face-to-face and I want nothing to do with my brother at the moment.
Well, I am very cross with your brother too. Where is John being taken? I want to be there.
You do not have to go far. He is being taken to Bart's.
Okay I will be here when he arrives.
I appreciate that you are going to see John. I know he will be glad that you are there.
Just John?
Well, I will be glad to have someone to talk to while John is recovering.
I hope he is not too badly injured.
He has a broken leg and concussion, not too serious.
Well that is a relief. I am just grateful John has such a good friend.
Do not count yourself out, Molly. You will be with me when John arrives. I would constitute you as John's friend.
Am I your friend?
You know the answer to that.
Just making sure.
Sherlock has arrived at the hospital and go check out dellastreet's story to see a very special appearance by Molly. Yay! Kermit flail! If only I could insert a gif. Thank you for reading!