Drabble: No Game Over (Oswald Kittner, OMC, PG)
Title: No Game Over
Characters: Oswald Kittner, OMC.
Word Count: 300.
Rating: PG.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None.
Summary: The new professor hated the fact that Oswald was always late.
Written for: numb3rs100, March Montly Theme - Games and March Character - Oswald Kittner.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs or anything related to it.
Betas: Thanks to the great lillyg and the adorable falconoflight.
No Game Over
He was so late.
Running down the corridors, he knew that he was going to get a speech from the crankiest professor ever. Stopping at the classroom door, he could already hear him yelling, “Be responsible! Take the class seriously for once!”
Yet Oswald felt like he didn’t really belong there. Lately he only slept two or three hours a night, which caused him to miss the first part of the class.
He took a deep breath and stepped into the classroom. Delaying the moment didn’t make any sense. His partners, the ones that sometimes said that it was cool that he’d been a criminal suspect, turned to him and then at the professor. The old man took his eyes off the giant book he was reading. “You’re late… again.”
“It won’t happen again…”
“Yes, it will,” the professor stated, closing his book. His hands were shaking and he was getting red. “Is this a game to you, Mr. Kittner? Because if that’s the case, then I have something to tell you - game over. I suggest you to abandon my class right now and never come back.”
The only thing Oswald could think of was some statistics he’d read. They said that high school drop-outs weren’t likely to come back to school, much less start college at the age of 25.
But that was exactly the challenge.
“Professor,” he said, knowing that the entire class was holding their breath. “I’m gonna take my seat.”
The man started to get red, as he obviously didn’t like to be challenged. Silently, Oswald took his seat; a couple of students were giving him a thumb up while others smiled like they were proud of him.
He’d become the voice of the masses. There would be no game over - at least not yet.
The End.
Characters: Oswald Kittner, OMC.
Word Count: 300.
Rating: PG.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None.
Summary: The new professor hated the fact that Oswald was always late.
Written for: numb3rs100, March Montly Theme - Games and March Character - Oswald Kittner.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs or anything related to it.
Betas: Thanks to the great lillyg and the adorable falconoflight.
No Game Over
He was so late.
Running down the corridors, he knew that he was going to get a speech from the crankiest professor ever. Stopping at the classroom door, he could already hear him yelling, “Be responsible! Take the class seriously for once!”
Yet Oswald felt like he didn’t really belong there. Lately he only slept two or three hours a night, which caused him to miss the first part of the class.
He took a deep breath and stepped into the classroom. Delaying the moment didn’t make any sense. His partners, the ones that sometimes said that it was cool that he’d been a criminal suspect, turned to him and then at the professor. The old man took his eyes off the giant book he was reading. “You’re late… again.”
“It won’t happen again…”
“Yes, it will,” the professor stated, closing his book. His hands were shaking and he was getting red. “Is this a game to you, Mr. Kittner? Because if that’s the case, then I have something to tell you - game over. I suggest you to abandon my class right now and never come back.”
The only thing Oswald could think of was some statistics he’d read. They said that high school drop-outs weren’t likely to come back to school, much less start college at the age of 25.
But that was exactly the challenge.
“Professor,” he said, knowing that the entire class was holding their breath. “I’m gonna take my seat.”
The man started to get red, as he obviously didn’t like to be challenged. Silently, Oswald took his seat; a couple of students were giving him a thumb up while others smiled like they were proud of him.
He’d become the voice of the masses. There would be no game over - at least not yet.
The End.