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“SHERLOCK!! JOHN THE MOVIE IS READY!!!!!!!!!” Marinna yells standing outside the door of 221B baker street at 9:00 at night.
“Yes Mari we are coming!” John says opening the door pulling Sherlock down the Stairs by his collar.
“Err John…? Why are you pulling sherlock by his collar?” She asks before being given a ‘Don’t ask’ look.
“Anyways what are we watching?” Sherlock asks yanking free of John’s grasp and sitting on Marianna’s couch.
“Well, no surprises, I choose a musical but… it was originally a movie soo….” Marianna explains.
“Ah yes quite insightful Marinna, I believe that only narrows down to, Mean Girls, Legally Blonde, Grease, Hairspray, any Disney movie, Beetlejuice, Heathers, Phantom of the Oprea, Matildia and a ‘Little Shop of Horrors’!” Sherlock says twirling a piece of hair dangling in front of his face.
“Holy Sherlock! I did not know you knew so much about Musical Theatre! Butt your Heathers guess is correct!” Marianna says searching up a Heathers slime tutorial on YouTube.
“They made Heathers into a musical? And since when was Beetlejuice one to?” John says sitting down and hugging a pillow.
“Not even going to comment,” Marianna says sighing “okay its starting!”
-------10 minutes later---------
“This is absolute bull shit! No way Red Heather remembers something from kindergarten! At 17 I couldn’t even remember primary school!”
“JOHN! DIO MIJO! It’s Heather CHANDLER! And can you let us watch the movie?” Marianna sighs pausing the show.
“Sorry! I can’t help it!” He says holding his hands up in surrender.
“Sorry to interrupt this ‘Argument’ but Watson have you considered getting a ADHD test? You waffle a lot, and procrastinate when it comes time to edit Episodes’ and Mailbags’, as well you cannot sit still, which is a very common trait in neurodiverse males’?” Sherlock asks poking his head out of the foetal position he was sitting in.
“No Sherlock, again I don’t procrastinate when editing and I’m sitting still right now!” John says, “Can we just watch this now?”
Sherlock grunts in annoyance, before bursting out laughing, sending John in Marianna into laughter.
------- June 2027----------
“Hey Sherlock, don’t know why I’m sending you this, you’ve been dead for a while now but.. remember those multiple *A soft chuckle* times you had asked or advised me to get tested for ADHD, well I did, and turns out your deductions whereas always correct, got diagnosis from DSM and all. Hope you are err… okay? Well, you’re dead so you won’t be- ah fuck I’m late!” John says looking at the time sipping his tea and running out of 221B.
“Ah Marianna! Can you watch Archie today? I’m late- oh sorry sir!” John says fumbling onto the street trying to order a uber.
“No worries Watson,” A familiar voice said behind him that caused him to stop dead in his track.
“Sher- I must be hallucinating- I identified the body- Jesus Christ Watson pull yourself together-” John muttered in disbelief.
“I can assure you Watson you are not hallucinating I--- OW WHAT WAS THAT FOR!” Sherlock said before getting punched in the face.
“I DON’T KNOW?! MABYE BECAUSE YOU FAKED YOUR OWN SUICIDE!! ME AND MARIANNA MOURNED YOU SHERLOCK, I TRIED TO KILL MY SELF MULTIPLE TIMES!” John yelled “GO AND TELL MARI YOUR ALIVE GO BACK TO 221B FOR ALL I CARE! AND IF YOU’LL EXUSE ME- I’m LATE FOR WORK!” John says getting into his cab.