I go by both Liz and Jess on this site and sometimes get around to writing fanfiction under "shakespeareaddict" on ao3, so if you wanna check it out, go ahead.
Sheerluck Homes wuz sitting in his livin ruum when his bestest freind evur, Dockta Jawn Whatson, comes downstairs and is all like, “Shlerock I’m a werewulf!”
Denn Holmz said “Wait no you can’t b a werewulf Wattson, weve been living 2gether for like forevvveeerr….& i never saw you turn into a fluffy puppy dawg.”
Denn da Doctur says “well da mooon is aboot two rise, so den you can sea i am a werewulf cause ill turn into a doggie with scarey teeth.” And dat’s when de moon rose and he wuz a very fluffie puppy with scarry teeths and Holmies wass a scaredy-cat.
But Jawn didnt want his bestest frend ever to be scared of him forevur, so he like “No Homo don’t be scared, I’m a nice werewulf and I don’t eats peoplez cuz peeples r all disgutsing and stuffs.”
So denn Shellshock said “okay watsun i believes u” and denn dey brofisted and Waton was Holmzez blankie for de rest of der lives.