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“I won’t do it!”
“Honey… you must! If not my costume isn’t complete! We are a pair!”
“Yes we are and I love you, but I won’t put a costume for that silly kid’s thing!” Enough is enough! I didn’t sign up for THIS!
John was already dressed up and was trying to coerce his reluctant boyfriend into a Batman outfit “It’s for the NSY party! And you usually love to put costumes on… I don’t understand!”
“For cases… I don’t think black pointy ears will EVER been useful for a case!”
“It’s Batman! He’s a crime fighter! We’re a team!!”
“I don’t see the link between a latex fetishist vigilante and Peter Pan!”
“I’m Robin!!!” For God's graces! I should have pick up a Jack the Ripper costume for him and be a clueless Victorian bobby!
“You know that Robin Hood never existed… And I still don’t understand the link with that ‘Batman.’”
The argument was interrupted when the door opens to an exasperated Mycroft.
“No I won’t dress up as Jafar!” He firmly states as he was entering the flat, followed by Greg as Aladdin..
“But Myc, it’s funny and cute!!”
The brothers exchanged a sympathetic look.
“What did The Woman say, Sherlock?” Mycroft murmured.
The detective extends his hand and took the mask “Know when you are beaten…”