Mama: "You realize that you spent your entire last month's paycheck on..." *checks list* "...Spanish, French, and Italian cheeses, foreign films, a German-to-English dictionary, and Gregorian Chants CDs?"

Me: "Mmmm, I guess."

Mama: "Why don't you spend your money on things that normal teenagers get?"

Me: "Like drugs and alcohol?"

Mama: "Exotic cheeses, really? That's ridiculous."

Me: "You're ridiculous. You don't ship Sherlock/John."

Mama: "Yes, well, that's like pairing a kitten with a panther, isn't it? The panther looks so much better with the silver wolf." (Lestrade.)

MAMA, Y U SO DIFFICULT.

Gossiping

"They moved in together? Thanks for keeping me posted."

"My apologies," purred Mycroft amusedly into the phone. "He surprised me with it too. I didn't expect him to move so quickly. Went and picked one out the same night he proposed the idea. I haven't seen him so excited since the time Father got him a chemistry set when he was seven." He twirled a custom-made royal purple pen between his fingers, kicking his feet up on his desk.

"I just hope the John kid is a good influence on him," continued Lestrade. "Sherlock needs someone like him."

Mycroft hummed his agreement.

Prompt was #73: royal purple. I know I've mentioned it, but I love Mycroft. He's so flambrilliant.

All right, Ko, here we go (no one else is obliged to read this unless they want to):

Actually, I did mention that John is a former soldier- at least twice, I think. Mycroft mentions the faulty therapist and the lack of the tremor in the hand in chapter 30, Sherlock mentions the bad shoulder in chapter 20, and notices it again in 25. I know it isn't a predominant theme that surrounds John, but it's there! _ I've actually got several chapters planned in the near future where it's discussed with Sherlock, if that helps. I'm still not entirely sure if I'm going to go through with each case we've encountered thus far in the series; it seems like it would be an awful hassle. They may be skimmed over and nodded to, or they may be covered in slightly more detail; that remains to be seen though for the readers (and partly for myself).

I've gotten aid and a muse in the forms of The Baker Street Pussy-cat and MoodKicker, who have both offered listening ears and aid should I need them. (Thank you, dears!) In addition, several other readers offered advice, to which I am grateful indeed- it's a great community to reach out into for writing aid, and I'm quite grateful.

Ooh, a troll? I guess I haven't been in the Sherlock community long enough to have encountered it. What was that all about?

Thank you, though, for your kind words of support and concern. It means a lot to me that you are serious about wanting this to continue and that you made an effort to encroach a serious topic with me in order to ascertain my own perseverance for the plot. Don't worry, I'm not one to get caught up in snags and let it take her down. While I may get tangled or stretched, I won't break.

Regards!

Aralas