[Y/N and Sherlock doing something dangerous]
Mycroft, passing by: Look at those idiots. Where are the parents?
Mycroft: Oh, shoot, it's me. I'm the parent.

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[Y/N and Sherlock doing something dangerous]
Mycroft, passing by: Look at those idiots. Where are the parents?
Mycroft: Oh, shoot, it's me. I'm the parent.
Y/N: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Sherlock: Not if they consent to it.
James: Depends who you're stabbing.
Mycroft: YES?!?
Mycroft: Sherlock is the reason why I need more sleep AND the reason I get less.
Y/N:
Y/N: That's like mad impressive tho you gotta admit.
Mycroft: *breaths*
Y/N: You think you're so cool with your long legs.
Silas: I do not pick favorites.
Silas: But hypothetically if I DID pick favorites, Sherlock would be my favorite.
Silas: But as I have previously stated, I do not pick favorites.
Moriarty: Mycroft, I'm asking for your permission to date your brother.
Mycroft: What is this, the dark ages? You know what, since you asked, no, you can't. Beat me in a duel first.
Y/N: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Mycroft a little bit.
Sherlock, holding Y/N's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation.
Y/N: No, that's our joint tombstone.
Sherlock: My mistake.
Sherlock: I don't think we can mansplain, manipulate or malewife our way out of it this time.
James: *cracking his knuckles*
James: Manslaughter it is.
Mycroft, answering phone: Hello, who's this?
Sherlock: It's Sherlock.
Mycroft: What did he do, is he alright?
Sherlock: No, it's me, Sherlock.
Mycroft: What did you do brother dear, are you alright?
In-ho: I’m a peaceful man
Y/N: you threw a chair at Jun-ho earlier today
In-ho: Which is a peaceful compromise from the table I initially wanted to throw
*Wade's reading a Clifford The Big Red Dog book*
Y/N, watching: How did he get to be so big? Do they ever explain that?
Wade: Well, Emily’s love for him grew, and so did he.
Y/N, pointing at Dogpool: Well, Mary Puppins over there is lookin' pretty small. Guess that says something about you, huh?
Wade, angrily shutting the book: BITCH, THE FUCK YOU SAID? LOOK AT YOURSELF, YOU’RE ALSO SMALL! WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT YOUR PARENTS?!
Logan: *amused*
Logan: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Wade!
Wade: You can not expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.
Y/N: I'm old enough to say frick!
Logan: No you are not.
Y/N: I'll say it anyway!
Logan: No you fucking won't.
Y/N: Can I go to the movies tonight?
Logan: Bub, I'm not your dad, you can do whatever the hell you want.
Y/N:
Y/N: Okay-
Logan: Be home by ten, don't talk to strangers, and remember to look both ways before crossing the road.
Y/N:
Logan: Here, ten bucks for popcorn.
Logan: Do you ever think before you speak?
Wade: Of course! I think "Haha I probably shouldn't say this" and then I say it.
Wade: Logan and I are having a baby!
Y/N: That's gre-
Wade, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.
Logan: Don't say a word.
Wade: Fergalicious.
Logan: Dammit, Wade! I said no words!
Wade: Oh I see how it works. Two weeks ago, we were playing scrabble, it's not a word, now it's suddenly a word because it's convenient for you.