We've jumped forward a little ways now.
New Year's Resolutions
New Year's was drawing closer, and Anita was pestering Mycroft and Sherlock to make resolutions that would actually be of service.
"I told you, Mother," said Sherlock mildly at breakfast one morning as he sat with John, "my New Year's resolution of continuing to exist is an excellent resolution."
"You would have been doing that anyway," she grumbled, practically shoving toast on his plate. "Which egg do you want?"
"This one. Thank you." Sherlock took a bite of his toast.
"Just try to think of one serious resolution."
Sherlock's face was thoughtful. It softened a bit. "…I think I'll treat the ones I love better."
Prompt was from Javien Deluke, and it was: This one