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Mundane,

While it may be amusing to you that articles relating to the original ACD stories occasionally crop up over the course of your academic research, they will serve neither your portrayal of me, nor your studies. Don't you have better things to do with your time than read irrelevant articles (which are more than likely full of errors anyway)? I happen to know for a fact that you do.

Do at least try to not be an idiot.

SH

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I have to know. How long did you end up speaking to yourself? Because I can't imagine it was more than a few minutes.

[Stop looking so smug, damn it.]

About that, yes.

[Hey, he's entitled to look smug every once in a while.]

Hm. Go on.

[No. Never. It's against the Rules.]

It's worse than living with Mycroft.

You know what they say about that, don't you? "Taste of your own medicine" kind of thing?

[HAVE YOU REALIZED WHAT IT'S LIKE, LIVING WITH YOU]

You're a doctor, you should know medicine should only be used when it's needed.

[There's your answer, okay. Sherlock does not need a taste of his own medicine, thank you. ~~But yes, he knows living with him is incredibly difficult and he does sometimes wonder why anyone would bother.~~]

Right, exactly. So, it's good that you had that experience, then.

[As long as you know that, deep down in your little Sherlock core, he'll be okay.]

I think you might need to re-evaluate your definition of "good".

[Hey, he acknowledged that right off the bat...! Violin in the night, not talking for days... Of course, he left out the bits about body parts in the fridge and expectations of being his personal-assistant-come-minder-- those are obviously bonuses, as they weren't on the list of bad things potential flatmates should know about one another.]

[Ohhh, yes, full disclosure at its finest.]

Beneficial. A learning experience.

[Absolutely~ Well, it wasn't as if John asked, anyway.]

...I don't suppose I can fault your definition, but I do question how it applies to this experience.

Other versions of myself aren't really me, anyway.

[He is completely clinging to this, okay.]

[Oh, fine, have your fun.]

You think so? So they're all just impersonations, then?

No, nothing like that. Merely... Variations on a theme. I'm not any more them than they are me.

Makes sense. Got to have some way to explain a place like this.

Many Worlds Interpretation, John; it's fascinating.

[That is, it's what allows him to sleep at night (on the occasions that he does sleep) knowing there are other Sherlocks running around who are so enormously different to himself.]

... Oh. Yes, that's a word for it.

[So is "insane," but... well, here they are.]

[Well, that too.]

It explains a lot.

Still feel as if I'm going mad, but, what can you do.

I think trying to rationalise all the different versions of ourselves as being the same is much more likely to cause insanity.

That's why I've stopped, really.

...What do you do now?

Nothing. Just being subjected to the Mun's whims and all.

You can't avoid thinking about it--

Well, maybe you can.

[Huffpuffsulk.]

Exactly. You could try and make the most of it. ... Or shoot holes in the walls, whichever.

I think shooting holes in the walls of her brainmatter might have a deleterious effect for me.

Might get you out of there, never know.