AnderLock (NOT A GAY VERSION!!!!!!!!)

[NotOurDivision]

“Why?” I said. “Why are you doing this to me, Lestrade?”
“Because you need to learn to trust him,” he had said to me.
Trust him. Psh. How could I trust him? It’s Anderson. I could never trust a Anderson.
“Just try it,” Lestrade had said. “You’ll see he’s not as bad as you think he is.”
“You’re lying,” I said to him. “He’s exactly how I see him. A “No IQ Dinosaur addicted idiot.”
Lestrade had smiled to me. “He does have a IQ, and you know that.”
“Stop it!” I said to him. “He has /no/ IQ. He never even /had/ one.”
“You’re overdoing it, Sherlock,” Lestrade said. “Just try to trust him, that’s everything I ask from you.”
I had sighed. “….Fine….” I eventually said. “I’ll /try/.”


Irritated, I walked over the street, my coat collar up, my cheek bones showing.
“Don’t talk,” I said to Anderson, who had opened his mouth to say something.
“You’ll make my brain explode.”
“If you had one,” Anderson said.
“I have more brain than you,” I said. “Now, stop talking, you low IQ.”
“Low IQ?” Anderson said, with a voice I didn’t like.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I meant “NO IQ”.”
“Haha, very funny,” Anderson said, pretending to laugh.
“It’s not a joke,” I said, and grinned.
“You, obvisiouly, didn’t mean it,” Anderson said. “Because, I most certaintly DO have a IQ.”
“Wich I can’t see,” I said irritated. “Can you now just /please/ shut up? You’re making me insane.”
“You don’t need me fort hat,” Anderson said. “High-functioned Psychopath.”
“/Sociopath/,” I corrected him. “High-functioned /sociopath/.”
"Psychopath, Sociopath, what's the big difference?" Anderson said.
"A sociopath is one who is affected with a personality disorder marked by antisocial behavior. A psychopath is a person with an antisocial personality disorder, manifested in aggressive, perverted, criminal, or amoral behavior without empathy or remorse. The two might sound the same to some, however the differences between sociopaths and psychopaths are very real."
Anderson just stared at me.
"You didn't understand a single thing of what I just said, did you?"
Anderson shruged. "Maybe," he said. "But what if I did?"
"That's impossible," I said. "You have a waaaaaaaaaaaay to low IQ for that."