Disclaimer: No, I don't own Artemis or his mother, Angeline.
To Know
Four-year-old Artemis kicked a stone with his Armani loafers. It was very unlike him to be outside, much, in fact like a normal boy his age. But, his mother had found him with a monstrous stack of encyclopedias this morning, absorbing every bit of information available to his young hands. Angeline had chastised him about playing with children his own age instead of locking himself away in the study, and promptly ushered him outside.
Why did people not understand? He wondered. Just because he was young didn't mean he had to be stupid. Of course, though, these were the same narrow-minded adults that had come up with "ignorance is bliss" and "curiosity killed the cat". How incredibly foolish people would have had to been to make up excuses for their on stupidity. It was, entirely incorrect. Surely, mused Artemis, it was much better to know, to know as much as you possibly could. It was simply better that way.
And so, he set about on knowing.
Author's Note: So? I was thinking of starting a place to put all my drabbles so this will be the first. I hope I can get one up about once a week, but for the time being, or at least until spring break, you'll have to cut me some slack. I have midterms next week and these swim practices are really killing me. But one more, I think and then, I'm probably going to have to hang up my pen until spring break. I can't wait!
Lily