October 30th excerpt:
Sherlock was absolutely fuming at this development, now fully assured that this was a personal jab at him. He spent nearly the entire day going back and forth between ranting and raving about it and silently stewing.
“What have I ever done to them?! ” he exploded that evening after nearly two hours of silence. He was curled into an angry ball in his armchair.
John shot him a look, tilting down his laptop screen. "It may have something to do with you trapping them in jars, Sherlock.”
“I meant LATELY!”
Brothers Apart 