the daily grind

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[This handsome guy is in his little "school" corner of the library, trying to get back into his normal routine. He's very happy to no longer be in his other boyfriend's clothes, since the blindfold was starting to bother him. If you're one of his little students, he better be seeing progress in your workbooks. If he's giving you blade lessons, better remind him to go to the training room. Or if you just want to hang out, be a dear and bring him some coffee.]

... I wonder who's ready for long division?

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[youngkey.livejournal.com]

Me, me!

[He was just passing by but he raises his hand at that question. Granted, his Math level is sort of Basic Calculus now, but Ri will never know that.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he looks up from his papers and gives you a warm smile*

You don't count.

[youngkey.livejournal.com]

Aw, man. I'd give anything just so all the homework I had is long division. And by that I mean using actual numbers, not imaginary ones.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he snorts and pulls out the chair beside him, so you can sit if you like*

That means I've done a good job.

[youngkey.livejournal.com]

But my brain melts from all of it!

[And he slouches down to sit like the pouty teenager he is, setting his skateboard down on your table.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he puts a hand in your hair and shakes your head back and forth a bit*

Still sounds solid to me. But not for long if you keep that skateboard on my school table.

[youngkey.livejournal.com]

That's because slacking off solidified it. See?

[And he picks up the skateboard with a grin. HE HASN'T TOUCHED AN EQUATION IN MONTHS.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

That or it's all leaked out already. How terrible. You're braindead.

*oh so dry this one is*

[youngkey.livejournal.com]

Do I look like a zombie to you?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

What's that?

[it sounds like a game to him.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*oh a tiny one*

Something fun.

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[does he seem familiar, Ri? he seems to have forgotten thinking you were the Boogeyman.]

How do you play?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he definitely knows who you are, since your scent is unforgettable*

Do you wanna learn?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

Yeah!

[of course, you might have to teach him the numbers involved first.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Come sit here and I'll teach you then.

*he pushes out the chair nest to him for you, and gathers his teaching materials, knowing you're very small and need props to learn*

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

'kay!

[and he'll scramble up into one of those chairs. this should be interesting, given his memory troubles when learning new things. hopefully Ri doesn't mind repeating himself often.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he doesn't mind and he has a few tricks up his sleeve... look at this... it is a whole package of gummy worms*

These will be your reward if you win the game!

[dawnrise]

[Don't mind her, she was just returning a pile of books when she caught your scent.]

What are you doing now?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he looks up and gives you a smile*

Hey, Riku-pi. Come to be my teaching assistant?

[dawnrise]

[She lifts an eyebrow.]

Do I look like your assistant?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

If I say yes, will you hit me?

[dawnrise]

Possibly.

[She can imagine this place putting her in appropriate costume already!]

Exactly who are you teaching?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*is it sexy librarian tiem?*

Just some of the kids. I can handle the basics like reading and math and stuff.

[dawnrise]

[No plz.]

Right. And the plan for today is?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*but yes*

Well, it depends on how far the kids are. They're at all different levels, so it's pretty much one-on-one. Besides me turning Little Brother into a genius, that is.