I'm sure it would drive him crazy to know his last experience on Earth involved not knowing something. Ack! A terrible fate.
In reality, it was probably Mycroft pulling some strings and internally rolling his eyes that his brother is going to be late to the bloody apocolypse.
Ha! Yes, he really would be, wouldn't he? "Apocalypses are boring, John! They're for normal people!"
"Yes, well I don't think the bloody Apocalypse cares what you think of it! It's not going to let you go just because you're the great Sherlock Holmes!"
John's sarcasm was keenly apparent, not that Sherlock cared. He calmly slid his mobile from his pocket and did the unthinkable: he called his brother. As the phone dialed and brimstone fell from the sky around him and John, smashing through window panes and breaking down buildings that had stood for hundreds of years, Sherlock just said, softly, "Well, we'll just see about that, won't we, John?"
It was at this point that Mycroft's first visible UFO swiftly crested above the nearest hill, silver and a perfect circle the size of a house, and Mycroft's grumpy voice said over the line,
"Sherlock Holmes, my dear, stupid brother, you had better not be late."
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In reality, it was probably Mycroft pulling some strings and internally rolling his eyes that his brother is going to be late to the bloody apocolypse.
Ha! Yes, he really would be, wouldn't he? "Apocalypses are boring, John! They're for normal people!"
"Yes, well I don't think the bloody Apocalypse cares what you think of it! It's not going to let you go just because you're the great Sherlock Holmes!"
John's sarcasm was keenly apparent, not that Sherlock cared. He calmly slid his mobile from his pocket and did the unthinkable: he called his brother. As the phone dialed and brimstone fell from the sky around him and John, smashing through window panes and breaking down buildings that had stood for hundreds of years, Sherlock just said, softly, "Well, we'll just see about that, won't we, John?"
It was at this point that Mycroft's first visible UFO swiftly crested above the nearest hill, silver and a perfect circle the size of a house, and Mycroft's grumpy voice said over the line,
"Sherlock Holmes, my dear, stupid brother, you had better not be late."
Whoops! I fanficced unintentionally, heh.