If I had a little sister?…

Oh, right. No one else heard about that. Never mind.
If I had a flesh-and-blood little sister, she probably would’ve been named…oh, I don’t know, Ophelia or something along that nature. Mother had an odd pattern with picking names.
And I do have the chance to play big brother. in a way–it just sort of happens when Molly is around. I didn’t notice until J-…Daddy, pointed it out, but apparently the bickering and prodding at each other we do is similar to sibling rivalry. ‘Normal’ sibling rivalry, at least…whatever Mycroft and I have between us is different.
I can’t help it. She blushes very easily and it’s hilarious to try and see just how much I can get her jimmies rustled in a day.