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Sherlock is six years, three months, and five days old and doesn't really have any friends, but that's okay because people are boring and stupid and facts make more sense anyway.
The only remotely interesting people that he has ever met are Mycroft and Mummy and Mr. Smith with his enormous library that's even bigger than the one in the Holmes estate who resides down the street. All of their titles begin with 'M' and he likes that despite the fact that his favorite letter isn't 'M' at all. His favorite letter is 'S' because it 'Sherlock' begins with 'S' and so do precisely one hundred other words that he can name without really thinking about the topic of words that begin with that particular letter and without consulting his favorite dictionary.
Everyone else is boring, especially Father and his teachers and the boys at his school who like to tease him and call him 'Sherly' and always say that he's a freak and don't have a single ounce of intelligence whatsoever and never ever read encyclopedias for fun.
But Father is the worst because Father is always telling him to act more dignified and to wear fancy, itchy clothes and seam-y, rough socks and to never get rips on his outfits while outside and to learn how to say 'please' and 'thank you' and to keep his mouth shut unless asked otherwise among other such useless demands.
Did you know that there are over fifteen thousand different species of bee?
Sherlock does. He's learned everything that he possibly can about bees and learns even more every day. He also knows all of his mathematics facts up to Algebra and Chemistry and how to speedread and how to examine specimens properly under a microscope. Mummy tells him that he's a genius and that he should never stop learning and thinking and making new discoveries. Everyone else tells him that he's a know-it-all and that he should shut up and never ever speak again.
But he ignores them because only Mummy's opinion matters and everyone else can just go away.
Mycroft is always telling him that he should learn to be more polite and 'diplomatic', but he doesn't quite understand why conversation seems to come so naturally to everyone else and why he's always the only one who can't figure out what to say next. It takes so much more effort for him to be like everyone else and people are too loud and he always gets really upset and tired and feels sick afterwards so why bother at all? He figures that he should just leave the politics to Father and Mycroft because they understand it better than he does already and even though he's only six years, three months, and five days old, he already knows that he isn't like other people.
He's different.
Sherlock is six years, three months, and five days old and doesn't really have any friends, but that's okay because people are boring and stupid and facts make more sense anyway.
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