“I worry about him. Constantly.” – Mycroft
(If you can’t tell that’s teenage!Mycroft and child!Sherlock.)
So I love love love Mycroft and Sherlock’s relationship. Mycroft is so awesome beyond words, and clearly loves his brother even if he shows it with extensive surveillance and invasions of privacy. (Although, really, that seems to be the only way to keep track of Sherlock.) Anyway I really like imagining them as children. Both of them noticing and deducting things about everyone and talking about it and Mycroft trying to teach Sherlock SOME sibilance of tact. Because one day, honestly, Sherlock, saying everything that comes to you and telling everyone everyone else’s secrets is going to get to you punched in the face. But no, tact is dull.
Here Sherlock is probably being walked back from school (or at least as far as the family car) by Mycroft; complaining about how very dull everything is. Mycroft is just proud that at least today (as far as he knows) Sherlock didn’t perform any experiments on his classmates/teacher.
Sherlock Holmes © Arthur Conan Doyle
“Sherlock” © BBC
Backgrounds, too, are dull. BD