Chapter 4-Moriarty at Molly's

"Molly, no matter how intelligent you may be, you are an idiot." Sherlock complained, utterly dissatisfied with her observational skills, "You just gave away your children to a random stranger, without even asking for identification? Really, try to think when you do things. Did you even ask his name? You are so-"

We never got to hear what Sherlock thought of Molly, because just then the twins surrogate paternal unit (replacement dad) opened the door on the five-some. "Hello, everyone. Are you having a party? Without me? That isn't very polite, now is it? Such a nice family reunion. So sweet, it brings tears to my eyes." Said he, calmly, mockingly, "Oh Sherlock! You aren't untouchable after all. How disappointing. I had hoped we would end up being the same. But no, you are just like all the dull, ordinary people."

Sherlock, who was quite obviously furious at his archenemy, silently thought of a retort. Carter, Nox, and John were laughing their heads off, because they could easily see how Jim Moriarty was playing with Sherlock's mind, using our hero's most prominent weakness. His disturbingly large ego.

Sherlock composed himself, death glared his companions, and said, "Hello Jim, I am sorry to say, but I disagree with your assessment of myself and this situation. I cannot be truthfully described by words such as, 'dull', nor am I remotely 'ordinary'. I am Sherlock Holmes, and I would very much like you to leave. Go." He drew a pistol from his coat, and pointed it at the highly composed Moriarty. "Now, now, I just came looking for my lovely little children. No need to get violent." he said with dry sarcasm. Molly fainted. John pulled out a handgun, and the twins produced an assortment of weapons, including blowguns and crossbows. Our favorite psychopath (psychopath, not sociopath. There is a difference) blinked, and the lasers from snipers positioned nearby appeared all over the Holmes family, the fainted Molly, and 'Uncle John'. "Well this is a pickle, isn't it?" said Moriarty.

In almost perfect unison, John and the twins shot the sniper's weapons out of their hands, and heard the sound of metal skidding on the concrete, and into a storm drain: skreectictic-whoosh-plop. "Well that's that." said John. He turned to Sherlock. "And you're welcome." Completely ignoring his partner, Sherlock said, "So, Mr. Moriarty, what do you plan to do now?"

"I plan to make you fall. You will fall. Your kingdom will fall. For now, though, I am going to go make myself some tea. Au revoir Sherlock Holmes." and with that, he turned and started to walk away, but was stopped by John.

"Don't be silly, Sherlock doesn't have a kingdom. He has an empire."

And that's the end today!

This is Carmen, here what she has to say: *Clears throat* I CAN SWING MY SWORD SWORD SWING MY DIAMOND SWORD SWORD!You can not afford, ford, -

CH: Oh, that's great. Bye now!

Carmen: There was a horse, named...Greg.

Bye. BYE DOODS! :3

CH: Okay... bye.

-CH