Moriarty: No!
John Watson: W-What? - JW
JM: Sherly, marry meeeeeeeee! -JM
JW: Er, Sherlock. - JW
JW: Wait. Moriarty?!
JM: Hello, Johnny'boy! Haven't seen YOU around lately
JW: Get away from Sherlock!
JM: Oh, I could never do that
JW: I have a gun.
JM: I have a legion of snipers, m'dear. You're outnumbered
JW: Stay away from us.
JM: Oh, is someone getting jealous? Don't worry- I might invite your corpse to our wedding.
JW: You make me sick.
JM: And you vex me. You're not good enough for Sherlock! Dragging him down like you are. And don't get me started on that pathetic D.I. ...
JW: I put up with his bloody snotty self every day! No offence, Sherlock. I may not be a genius criminal mastermind but I've been told I am good for Sherlock.
JM: Yes, well, I'm sure he appreciates having a little doggie follow him around.
JW: I am not his pet.
JM: Oh. So you DO like him? And you are SO his pet. Please, with you and the mobile? Fetch, Johnny boy!
JW: Enough! Sherlock Holmes is a good man. You will never be like him.
JM: You can't see me, so I will tell you- I'm rolling my eyes. I'd never want to be a "good" man. I don't need to be. Those people always lose in the end anyway. And besides, villains are all the rage now.
JW: That's where you're mistaken.
JM: Oh? Do tell me why- if you can.
JW: Because - Because Sherlock is amazing. And he is a very good man, and he will never lose to someone like you.
JM: *sigh* I should have expected biased, circular reasoning from you. Pity. I had hoped you would provide a better answer than that.
JW: You don't know him.
JM: Ha! I know him far better than you do. Unless you didn't take that upstairs bedroom Mrs. Hudson offered you?
JW: I...
JM: Yeeeeeeeees?
JW: Of course I didn't.
JM: Pfft. Sure. Sure you didn't.
JW: We're not like that.
JM:
JW: No.No, you're not.
JM: Aw! Poor you! In denial!
JW: I'm not in denial.
JM: What do you think Sherlock does when you're working, hmmm?
JW: Oh, Christ. Sod off! He...He stays home. Solves little cases.
JM: You wish. He and I rendezvous every once in a while. Have... dinner.
JW: Stop this. What is it that you want me to say?! That yes - I lied, and we are actually shagging and romantically involved and that's why it's not possible for you to be shacking up with Sherlock? Oh, Gods.
JM: So that's the truth, then?
JW: Shut it.
JM: I suppose they don't call you "Three Continents Watson" for nothing, eh?
JW: Didn't I tell you to shut it? Fuck this. Sherlock, yes. I will marry you.
JM: HA! Like he really would.
JW: He would. He wouldn't do this to me if he didn't mean it.
JM: How do you know I didn't do it? *calls into the room* "Hey, Sherly, do you want your mobile back?"
JW: Stop.
JM: He says "No."
JW: You're trying to make me doubt. I won't have it.
JM: Poor, poor Doctor Watson.
JW: No.
JM: You're so naïve
JW: No, I am not.
JM: It's rather amusing to watch you
JW: Not funny. I don't think it's funny, anyway.
JM: Sherly thinks it's funny, too.
JW: He's not with you. He can't be.
JM: He looks rather... *ravishing* in that sheet
JW: He is NOT with you.
JM: And how do you know this?
JW: Because... Because he wouldn't do that to me. He would never.
JM: Aww! I can just see it now- Little Johnny-Boy, tearing up, heartbroken. </3
JW: I'm not... Ugh.
JM: If you were willing, I miiiiiiiiiiiight just let you be a part of our three-some.
JW: Don't be crude. I don't believe you.
JM: Hehe, well, I doubt even with your "Three continents" that you'd have the caliber to compete with Sherlock. Or me, for that matter
JW: Well, Sherlock is a pretty fantastic sha-
JM: HA!
JW: Wait, no. I don't like your mind games.
JM: I knew it! Sherly's told me all about you, you know.
JW: ...Really?
JM: He comes to me when he's bored of you.
JW: Liar.
JM: Because I'm MUCH better at shagging. I could just see your puppy dog face in that "...Really?" comment of yours.
JW: I do not have a puppy dog face. And no, I don't think you'd make a very good shag at all - why am I even doing this?
JM: You do not look in the mirror often enough, then. You want to find out?
JW: Absolutely not.
JM: Shame. I would have liked to try a sample.
JW: You are disgusting.
JM: And you are pathetic
JW: Sherlock doesn't think so.
JM: Why do you think he coddles you so? Because you're too pathetic to figure out things on your own.
JW: I'm not Pathetic. Sherlock doesn't coddle me, either. It's not my fault he's so bloody intelligent and I'm just...normal.
JM: Aren't you a dear? If I didn't have Sherly and Sebby, I might just snatch you up, too!
JW: You don't have Sherlock.
JM: You'd like to think that, wouldn't you?
JW: You will never convince me otherwise.
JM: Too bad. He's here- with me.
JW: No.
JW: No.
JW: Nope.
JM: Indulge in your fantasies all you like. I can tell you are ;D
JW: I don't have to imagine shacking up with Sherlock. Just - just stop this. It won't work on me.
JM: My dear, you've already revealed your cards. You're so easy it read. Such a darling. Has Irene passed any advice to you? She has to me.
JW: I'm not as stupid as you think I am.
JM: works quite well with Sherly, it seems
JW: Do NOT speak of that woman. I know more about Sherlock than you will ever know! He would never do this!
JM:
JW: I'm calling him now.
JM: That's not going to work, dear
JW: Your fun is over. - Why?
JM: Seems he got a little carried away here. Don't worry, I'll take care of him. Anyway, I couldn't let him have his mobile while shagging with me. Can't let a case distract him. But Sebby will take care of it just fine, I'm sure- oh dear, I'll have to buy Sherly a new mobile. :/
JW: No.
JM: Since you know him "so well" what colour should it be? It'll be my anniversary present to him.
JW: Shut up. Why won't he fucking pick up?!
JM: Wow, how many months has it been? More than with you, I'm sure.
JW: Fuck off. I can't deal with this anymore. Sherlock is...well, he's mine. Rightfully so.
JM: Language, Johnny-Boy! Tsk tsk
JW: No need to be polite towards YOU.
JM: Ha. You really should. After all, I could just as easily kill Sherly as shag him.
JW: You wouldn't. Oh god. No. He is NOT there.
JM: You still stuck on that? (and yes, I would) Or if I don't, I think Sebby just might. He's a little jealous. You should see what he did to Sherly's mobile
JW: He didn't do anything because Sherlock is not with you and never, ever will be.
JM: I'm shaking my head, just to let you know
JW: Didn't want to know.
JM: By the time I get him back to you, he should be a lot more... toned. He'll be pretty sore, though I'm sure you can use your doctor skills to ease his pain.
JW: ...Sherlock's never sore. Ah, hell.
JM: Ha! Sherly says he's never sore because you don't give him a good enough workout
JW: That's not true.
JM:
JW: Wait until Sherlock gets back home. That'll show you. Oh, thank god, someone's at the door. Ha - it's Sherlock!
JW: Wait, why does he look so tired?
JW: Oh, god. Gods.
JM: Oh, I'm glad he got back home to you. I was a little worried there
JW: Fuck you, Moriarty. I am done with you. I have to go tend to Sherlock. What did you do to him?!
JM: Oh, this and that. You know... Oh, wait, you don't!
JW: That's enough. I will kill you.
JM: That would be very ambitious of you
JW: I will do it. I can't deal with this right now.
JM: Oh? Would like me to clear things up for you?
JW: No.
JM: Alright, then. You go on being oblivious.
JW: I would rather be oblivious.
JM If you like, I can loan Sebby to you if you don't want me. He's not as good as Sherly, obviously, but he might give you some tips on how to get Sherly back
JM: Not that you will, mind
JW: You're very kind, but no. I have to go talk to Sherlock, now. This has not been pleasant.
JM: You go do so because talking is all you'll get out of him
JW: If you think I'll soak up your lies like a sponge, you're wrong.
JM: Of course you won't! You'll drown in them like a babe thrown into a tempest. By the way, it's not that fun to watch. Little children work better.
JW: Enough!
JM: If you've had enough, why don't you disconnect?
JW: You are SICK.
[John has left the conversation]












