I’m amused as hell over the colossal bad judgment of nearly all of Sherlock’s friends in regards to their relationships like
John: *gets into cars with total stranger women because? He doesn’t fear getting axe-murdered??? And he hits on them??*
John: *accidentally marries an assassin*
Molly: *accidentally dates the world’s greatest criminal mind*
Mrs. Hudson: *accidentally married a cartel leader*
Sherlock: I’ve got to protect my dumb friends they keep trying to marry psychopaths when I’m not looking. **SUSPICIOUSLY EYES LESTRADE**
Lestrade: What?
Sherlock: Don’t you start.
Lestrade: *grins at Mycroft*
Sherlock: WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!
Mycroft: Sherlock, and I’m the one who has to look after you… You know, I am the smart one, you were always an idiot with your stupid little friends.