THE TALK...no not that kind!

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Who: The Perpetual Uke Club's lead members Olimar and Luigi
What: Olimar confronts one of his favorite students Luigi about his jerk-ish questionable behavior from earlier.
When: July 18, briefly after Biology.
Where: Olimar's office
Rating: G, Luigi isn't one to swear and Olimar's very mild mannered when he's not pushed too far(and even then...),

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[itsafootball]

Luigi nervously stopped in front of Olimar's door. He had never been called to a teacher's office in all his time at the school, and he was a bit upset he had done something to make his favorite teacher need to talk to him.

He wasn't sure what he had done wrong, but he was hoping it was just his daydreaming in class lately--not that he knew how to explain that away to Olimar without lying, which he would rather not do.

But maybe it'd best be first to see what was wrong. He knocked on the door, and upon the invitation to enter, Luigi went in. "You-a wanted to see me, Professor Olimar?..."

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Looking up upon hearing Luigi, a slightly nervous tone in his voice concerned the teacher. I won't be so hard on him...he seems to be acting like his usually self right now...

"The door's not locked, you may enter." Olimar get out of his chair and tucked it into his desk. He had already put down the pen he was holding and leaned a little on his own desk waiting for Luigi to have the courage to walk in.

[itsafootball]

The door opened slowly and Luigi came in, seeing Olimar standing and waiting for him, which seemed almost more frightening than if he had been sitting. He shut the door behind him and walked up, trying to smile in a friendly way but he was sure his nervousness shown through despite it. "Hiya, Professor," he tried to greet normally, "What did you-a need to talk to be about?"

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Olimar frowned sympathetically, trying his hardest not to come off as harsh or intimidating. "I'm so sorry to bring you in here. Mark my words I just want to talk to you for a little while." He said in the kindest, most sincere way he could.

"I want you to answer this honestly; have things been alright?" Logically in Olimar's mind the only explanation for Luigi's sudden outburst was that something was wrong. "What you said to Yoshi earlier and how you were acting was rather concerning...I'm sure you didn't mean it, we say things we regret when we're stress out sometimes...I remember you mentioned sometime ago you were having some problems. You don't have to tell me, I just wanted to understand why you were acting out before class.

[itsafootball]

Olimar's demeanor calmed Luigi's nerves for the most part, and he relaxed--until he started talking about Yoshi.

His brows furrowed and he tried to think back on the last thing he had said to the little dinosaur, but what he recalled didn't seem like anything to cause concern. But . . . at the same time he vaguely recalled something involving Yoshi before then. . . .

"I . . ." he smiled, but again it was forced, "I've-a been really good lately. Honestly, never been happier," he hoped he wasn't blushing as he thought of Peasley. "But . . ." His voice died. "B-Before I-a say more, c-can you tell me what I-a said to Yoshi?" he asked with earnest, truly not recalling anything that would cause troubles, but at the same time knowing something HAD happened, "Was I . . . mean?"

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"I would usually agree with you Luigi, you're one of my best students." He rained an eyebrow puzzled by Luigi's obliviousness, " Well it could have been considered harsh I suppose. I mean...it's just so unlike you. You were unusually aggressive when Yoshi lost his Pikmin Raphael..." Still Olimar continued to keep a soft tone, more so worried then even one bit angry.

[itsafootball]

Luigi calmed down enough he wasn't near screaming, but he kept wringing his hands. He was horribly touched that a teacher was this concerned for him, though, especially since most of the others couldn't seem to even recall his name correctly.

"Yeah, I-a don't think I-a want to see them . . . Mister Mask is . . ." he paused as he shuddered thinking of that perpetually smiling face. "I-a would much rather talk to you . . . M-Maybe it is just stress?" he asked Olimar hopefully. "I-a been through a lot lately . . . I-a got into a really bad fight, and ever since then . . ." Once again he began to muse to himself, almost forgetting Olimar was there, "But this week with Peasley . . . I-a haven't been as stressed . . . so why am I still . . . ?" He drifted off in thought.

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Olimar smiled heartedly over being preferred over any other teacher, possibly it was a paternal instinct he had but he did all and all care for all of his students and Luigi's been enough help for him in the past.

Thinking for a minute, he tried pulling together any possible theories. Stress seemed most plausible and really the only one he could think of. "Maybe it's a past issue that's still bothering you...well at least things have been better right?" He was trying to be optimistic, "Hmm...well if you ever feel like you need to talk about anything that might be eating at you I'm usually available, if not always since most other students don't bother to talk with me after class."

[itsafootball]

"They have-a been, but . . . why am I-a still saying things I-a don't remember?" He looked at Olimar hopefully, as if he'd have the answers right now, though he didn't actually expect anything. It was just really nice to have someone else to talk to that wasn't Peasley or Mario, who, though very close to, he felt he shouldn't tell them everything, but maybe Olimar would be different? "I-a would like to talk more some time . . . do you have somewhere to be now or can we . . . ?"

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Looking at his watch sadly and he really didn't want to say this but..."I would love to talk some more...I'm REALLY sorry...I...I actually DO have somewhere I need to be right now..." Afraid of disappointing the student he added on, "b-but we can talk about this first thing Monday! I promise!"