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(y/n) hates taxes (and Mycroft, but that's besides the point)

(y/n) has logged on.


(y/n) has started a chatroom.


John has logged on.


Mycroft has logged on.


Sherlock has logged on.


(y/n): Hey Mycroft, could you get me out of paying taxes for the rest of my life? (A/N: Do people in the UK have to pay taxes? I'm not sure)


Mycroft: Yes, I could.


(y/n): Will you?


Mycroft: No.


(y/n): But why not?!


Mycroft: You need to learn the value of money!


(y/n): But I have!


Sherlock: I found a fake credit card in your flat yesterday.


(y/n): Sherlock, stay out of this!


(y/n): Wait - YOU BROKE INTO MY FLAT?!


Sherlock: ...no.


(y/n): *sigh* But, please! 


Mycroft: No.


(y/n): Please?!


Mycroft: My answer will not change.


Lestrade has logged on.


Mary has logged on.


Molly has logged on.


(y/n): FINE! BE THAT WAY! I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN!


Mycroft: Fine!


Mycroft has logged off.


(y/n): I swear, I'm gonna kill him!


John: HIDE THE KNIVES!


Lestrade: Uh... did we miss something?


John: Yeah, Mycroft won't let (y/n) get out of paying taxes for the rest of her life.


Lestrade: Oh.


(y/n): > : )


Sherlock: Well shit. (y/n), did you kill my brother?


(y/n): Nope. I have a better idea.


(y/n) has logged off.


John: Well great. What is she gonna do now?


~ TEN MINUTES LATER ~


Mycroft has logged on.


(y/n) has logged on.


Mycroft: NOOOO!!!!


(y/n): > : )


John: (y/n)... what did you do?


(y/n): Oh, nothing.


Mycroft: LIFE ISN'T WORTH LIVING!


Lestrade: Okay, seriously, what did you do?


(y/n): I burned all of his umbrellas.


Sherlock: LOL


John: Oh my gosh! 


Lestrade: hahahaha


Mary: 


Sherlock: What is he doing now?


(y/n): Right now he's rocking back and forth in the fetal position saying 'why' over and over again and muttering about how life isn't fair.


John: I think you broke him!


Sherlock: YES! BLACKMAIL!


(y/n): Mycroft, can you get me out of paying taxes now?


Mycroft: Ugh, fine!


(y/n): mwahahaha


Lestrade: Let's all agree to not mess with (y/n). Ever.


Mycroft: Agreed.


~ EXTENDED ENDING ~


Mycroft has logged on.


Mycroft: WHO BLEW UP MY BRAND NEW UMBRELLA WITH DYNAMITE?!


(y/n): LOL!

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