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Too bad we can't just shoot him with a tranq and drag him out of the apathetic crowd.

[That's what she meant, right, not blowing his brains against a wall? Hopefully...hopefully she's got some sense of fair and balanced instead of just wipe out everything.]

Are you coming to Abigail's birthday?

Who says we can't? You started strong, but should have kept going.

[ No she's not talking about blowing out his brains, because he'll probably come back. Better to bury him alive and figure out a way to keep him from dying.

She also didn't say this is what she wants to do, or that she plans on it, just that it would be the most efficient. It's certainly the most cold-hearted, but if she was so eager for that, she had plenty of chances to shoot Crane before he disappeared and she didn't.

It still needs to be considered. ]

Of course, what a silly question. She explicitly demanded 'normal' when inviting me. Then she told me not to laugh.

[ NBD considering kidnapping people and doting on sweet teenage baes in the same text breath. ]

[Awkward. Disturbing. So moving right along it is!]

She'll probably invite Frederick, too, so the normal setting is best. One day without any drama would be an amazing birthday present for Abigail.

[ Addressing an option isn't disturbing. Judging is for the rude! She's not the one who's eaten people, here. Don't worry, Willis, she isn't actually doing any of that. ]

It will be pleasant to say hello to Frederick again. I wonder if Raina will attend, then?
Abigail requested normal, so she'll get normal. Normal teenage parties can be very loud, though. Are you prepared?

[Isn't actually doing any of that FOR NOW.]

I don't know but I won't be surprised if she does. Sure am. It's going to be a small affair and I'll be making sure it runs smoothly. If it gets loud for a good reason, then that's a job well done. You can meet our new raccoons, too.

[ Such dare! She is walking the avenue of talking to him first, because she is a saint, get the fudge out. ]

More?
Are they babies? I want to cuddle a baby raccoon.

[ Satan's minion, Mary Watson. ]

[SHE WALKS A LONELY ROAD THE ONLY ROAD THAT SHE HAS EVER KNOWN]

Yep. They attached to Abigail pretty well but I think they're here to keep the old guys on their toes, too. Certainly keep me on my toes.

[Were they just talking about neutralizing Crane? Because now it's all about adorable baby animals. Like this is normal.

sicklikeme.mp3 tbh.]

[ Yes they were, but one of them is clearly more squeamish than the other. Someone is still carrying around a smudge of innocence and hope, how did that happen? ]

Like John with his new cat. No babe, but certainly enough to keep him on his toes. Poor man. Seeing the number of animals at your house again ought to remind him to be grateful.
God forbid he try to raise raccoons.

[They can just absorb that from each other nbd nbd friends helping friends.]

He almost had Abigail's cat at one point. What'd he name this one?

The cat was Sherlock's, and John still doesn't know it's name. Something I'd given Sherlock for Christmas, actually. We haven't seen him in so long and I didn't want to take the poor cat to the shelter, but John really gets so uncomfortable around them.
Luckily, the smart little thing recently found his way to John on his birthday through a strange, unexplainable series of mysteries and he just happened to change his mind.

[That moment when he isn't sure if he's getting a glimpse into their sex life or if she used Chimera powers to get him to love the cat.

This world so weird.]

Some things are better left a mystery, but at least he now has a furry friend for himself.

Well it's about, at least. Wouldn't call them friends yet but that hardly matters to a cat.

[ There's nothing she can do to get him to love it, but the connection to Sherlock is undeniable. All Mary did was help him find the cat, not that she outwardly admitted to the strange messages and wild goose chase that took up his day. The mystery run itself was even more of a gift to him than the cat. ]

But he has been having a rough go since Sherlock's still gone. Tomorrow will be good for everybody.
Do you have any requests?

Pecan pie.

[And he will kiss her on the mouth with gratitude.]

[ Will he, though, when he recognizes dat recipe? ]

I don't know if I'm brave enough to let the public try my pecan pie before your high and mighty standards are met.

[ What lies. Dirty, dirty lies. ]

But maybe one will find it's way into your kitchen tomorrow.

[ Just for the Graham fam and no one else. ]

Find a way into the kitchen through a strange, unexplainable series of mysteries, no doubt.

What's life without a little mystery?

Very dull, most likely. I'll see you tomorrow, Mrs. Watson.

Fortunately, I wouldn't know.
Cheers.

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