High School AU - Part Eight
Story : knights & necromancers ( High School AU)
Timeframe : Monday
This is all I have left without jumping ahead. Hopefully I can change that soon.
I am going in chronological order with this : PARTS 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7
Marshmallow #1. Houseguest with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 548 Rating : G
As luck would have it, dinner was spaghetti, but at least it was the sort where the noodles didn’t come in the same can as the sauce. Kairn caught Sethan giving the noodles sidelong glances as he wound them around his fork nonetheless.
“How was the test?” Mom asked, snapping Kairn out of the daze with which he’d been watching Sethan inspect his pasta.
He blinked, took a clumsy stab at his own dinner, and scowled. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Mom sighed.
“We have a quiz in Algebra on Friday,” said Shasa. “Except I don’t really want to talk about that either,” she quickly added, when all eyes turned on her. She took to sheepishly poking at her food. “In fact, I think I might be coming down with a cold.” She sniffed. “I might not even be in school Friday.”
Mom’s glass met the table with a heavy thump. “Oh, you’ll be there,” she said. She turned to Sethan, who was now methodically cutting his noodles into very tiny strips with the side of his fork and asked cheerfully, “So, how did you do on the test?”
Sethan shrugged. “It was easy.”
“Hmph,” said Mom. “Maybe next time we need to make sure Kairn gets a bit more time to study?”
Too absorbed in arranging his dinner to catch what Mom had meant by that, Sethan just nodded.
“So,” said Mom, “Did anything interesting and not related to math happen today?”
“Not really,” said Kairn, not especially wanting to relive dodgeball either.
“Oh, come on,” said Sethan. “You’ve got to tell her about the baby.”
“Baby?” said Mom, in that tone she had for when she sincerely hoped what had just come out of one of their mouths was a joke.
“His and Reida’s,” Sethan said, before Kairn could answer.
Kairn reached over and smacked Sethan on the arm. “Shut up!”
“Baby?” Mom said again. Her tone still said she was waiting for the punchline. The look she had set on Kairn said it had better come soon.
Kairn rolled his eyes. “It’s a stupid project for Health class,” he said. “We’re supposed to carry around these eggs and not let them get broken or anything for a week. And somehow that’s supposed to make us not want to have sex or something.”
“Because of eggs?” said Mom.
Kairn shrugged. “I told you it was stupid. And I bet Reida just sticks me with it all week.”
“And just how much trouble can an egg be?” said Mom. Kairn just shrugged again and went back to his spaghetti. “So, what about you, Sethan?”
“I had health last semester. We didn’t do eggs.”
“No, I meant your day. Kairn said your mom’s off on business again?”
“Yeah.” Sethan scooped another pile of neatly diced noodles onto his fork. “I didn’t even bother listening to where. I think there’s a note on the fridge or something.”
“Isn’t your dad still…”
“In New York,” Sethan finished for her.
“That’s right,” said Mom. “That apartment must be awfully lonely.”
Sethan didn’t say a word.
“You can stay here if you want, you know.”
Sethan nodded. “Thanks,” he said. “And thanks for dinner.”
Mom looked at Sethan’s plate with the carefully arranged stacks of short, uniform length noodles and raised a brow. Sethan followed her gaze, blinked at his dinner for a moment, and quickly mashed a few of the piles together with his fork before taking a bite.
“You’re welcome anytime, hon,” said Mom.
Marshmallow #13. A Good Deed with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 180 Rating : G
Kairn came back from doing the dishes to find both Shasa and Sethan hunched over an open Algebra book, with papers and pencils spread all over the table.
“No,” Sethan was saying, and he reached across her arm to poke at the paper with a finger. “See, your parentheses are here, so you need to multiply b and c by a.”
Shasa blinked for a moment at the arm wedged between her own before looking up at Sethan. “So I need two a’s here?” she said, making a point of brushing his hand with hers as she indicated the paper.
“Right.”
“Oh sure,” said Kairn, leaning on the back of the chair across from them. “When you help her with her homework, you actually help.”
Sethan shot him a look. “Is it my fault it’s so easy to talk you into playing games instead?”
“Yes,” said Kairn. “I’m thinking at least on some level it has to be.”
“Speaking of which-“
Kairn cut him short with a wave of his hand. “I’ll go set up. You finish helping Shasa first.”
Timeframe : Monday
This is all I have left without jumping ahead. Hopefully I can change that soon.
I am going in chronological order with this : PARTS 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7
Marshmallow #1. Houseguest with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 548 Rating : G
As luck would have it, dinner was spaghetti, but at least it was the sort where the noodles didn’t come in the same can as the sauce. Kairn caught Sethan giving the noodles sidelong glances as he wound them around his fork nonetheless.
“How was the test?” Mom asked, snapping Kairn out of the daze with which he’d been watching Sethan inspect his pasta.
He blinked, took a clumsy stab at his own dinner, and scowled. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Mom sighed.
“We have a quiz in Algebra on Friday,” said Shasa. “Except I don’t really want to talk about that either,” she quickly added, when all eyes turned on her. She took to sheepishly poking at her food. “In fact, I think I might be coming down with a cold.” She sniffed. “I might not even be in school Friday.”
Mom’s glass met the table with a heavy thump. “Oh, you’ll be there,” she said. She turned to Sethan, who was now methodically cutting his noodles into very tiny strips with the side of his fork and asked cheerfully, “So, how did you do on the test?”
Sethan shrugged. “It was easy.”
“Hmph,” said Mom. “Maybe next time we need to make sure Kairn gets a bit more time to study?”
Too absorbed in arranging his dinner to catch what Mom had meant by that, Sethan just nodded.
“So,” said Mom, “Did anything interesting and not related to math happen today?”
“Not really,” said Kairn, not especially wanting to relive dodgeball either.
“Oh, come on,” said Sethan. “You’ve got to tell her about the baby.”
“Baby?” said Mom, in that tone she had for when she sincerely hoped what had just come out of one of their mouths was a joke.
“His and Reida’s,” Sethan said, before Kairn could answer.
Kairn reached over and smacked Sethan on the arm. “Shut up!”
“Baby?” Mom said again. Her tone still said she was waiting for the punchline. The look she had set on Kairn said it had better come soon.
Kairn rolled his eyes. “It’s a stupid project for Health class,” he said. “We’re supposed to carry around these eggs and not let them get broken or anything for a week. And somehow that’s supposed to make us not want to have sex or something.”
“Because of eggs?” said Mom.
Kairn shrugged. “I told you it was stupid. And I bet Reida just sticks me with it all week.”
“And just how much trouble can an egg be?” said Mom. Kairn just shrugged again and went back to his spaghetti. “So, what about you, Sethan?”
“I had health last semester. We didn’t do eggs.”
“No, I meant your day. Kairn said your mom’s off on business again?”
“Yeah.” Sethan scooped another pile of neatly diced noodles onto his fork. “I didn’t even bother listening to where. I think there’s a note on the fridge or something.”
“Isn’t your dad still…”
“In New York,” Sethan finished for her.
“That’s right,” said Mom. “That apartment must be awfully lonely.”
Sethan didn’t say a word.
“You can stay here if you want, you know.”
Sethan nodded. “Thanks,” he said. “And thanks for dinner.”
Mom looked at Sethan’s plate with the carefully arranged stacks of short, uniform length noodles and raised a brow. Sethan followed her gaze, blinked at his dinner for a moment, and quickly mashed a few of the piles together with his fork before taking a bite.
“You’re welcome anytime, hon,” said Mom.
Marshmallow #13. A Good Deed with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 180 Rating : G
Kairn came back from doing the dishes to find both Shasa and Sethan hunched over an open Algebra book, with papers and pencils spread all over the table.
“No,” Sethan was saying, and he reached across her arm to poke at the paper with a finger. “See, your parentheses are here, so you need to multiply b and c by a.”
Shasa blinked for a moment at the arm wedged between her own before looking up at Sethan. “So I need two a’s here?” she said, making a point of brushing his hand with hers as she indicated the paper.
“Right.”
“Oh sure,” said Kairn, leaning on the back of the chair across from them. “When you help her with her homework, you actually help.”
Sethan shot him a look. “Is it my fault it’s so easy to talk you into playing games instead?”
“Yes,” said Kairn. “I’m thinking at least on some level it has to be.”
“Speaking of which-“
Kairn cut him short with a wave of his hand. “I’ll go set up. You finish helping Shasa first.”