Life, Death, And Other Learning Experiences
'Si hoc legere scis numium eruditionis habes.'
"I am not," Pegasus defended himself to the T-shirt in his hands.
"Are not what, Sir?" Kemo asked boredly.
"Overeducated," Pegasus answered distractedly. "There is no such thing as too much knowledge."
"Quite right, sir," Kemo agreed, rolling his eyes. His boss read Funny Bunny comics, after all. What knowledge could you glean from them? "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Find out who sent me this," Pegasus ordered. "I tire of receiving these…wearable insults." He crushed the shirt in his hands into a ball and threw it to the floor.
"Yes, sir," Kemo agreed, striding briskly towards the door.
"And send Croquet in when you find him," Pegasus added.
"Yes, sir," were Kemo's parting words as he exited the room.
"Honestly," Pegasus scoffed. "'If you can read this, you're overeducated.' What's so overeducated about knowing Latin?"
"If you're not a historical scholar?" Croquet asked, coming into the room. "A lot. Latin is a dead language, after all."
Huffing, Pegasus said, "And chivalry is a dead art, but it's still practiced."
Croquet shrugged, having no idea what his boss was talking about most of the time.
"Besides, you know what they say, Croquet…" Pegasus drawled.
"No, sir, what?" Croquet asked, bewildered.
Voice low and threatening, Pegasus cackled, "Death is only the beginning."
Croquet shivered. He liked it better when Pegasus made him dress up as Funny Bunny. At least then he only feared for his dignity, not his life.
So far, anyway…