I came up with this for obvious reason (especially if you've been reading Breakeven: Sweet Dream). So, anywho... awesome funny-ness!

This is sort of like Gummy Bear, in which Six loses all sanity, but this process is going to be a little slower. Though, I guess this could be considered a sequel to Gummy Bear, since there are a few refs to it.

Yes, Breakeven will continue, this is just for me to try and not laugh in the middle of classes.

Six is a violent person. XD Rated T for his bad mouth. lol

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Home Room

Holiday had a meeting with some doctors in another base.

Rex broke out again, probably to go find Noah.

Six... well... He really didn't want to admit it. Especially while remembering the last time he was bored.

No, he wasn't bored.

There was just nothing to do. There was nothing that didn't have to be done. There was just nothing. God, it was so boring.

Agent Six is not the type to sit still. So, after a fun stroll through the Petting Zoo, working out, trying to call Holiday and failing, working out, thinking about going after Rex and deciding that was a horrible idea, working out, striking up a conversation with someone which was more boring than just being bored, working out, looking for paper work to do then realizing he had already finished it, working out, trying an attempt at reading a book the doctor suggested and failing, and almost throwing his back out from working out too much, it was official.

Six was bored.

The thought flickered through his mind that if he killed someone out of annoyance, then it wouldn't really be all that boring anymore. In fact, things might get a little exciting. That sounded fun... but there was Rex and the good doctor to think about. Rex... he would probably be emotional about it or die laughing, Six couldn't peg that one too well. The monkey would laugh. Holiday would tell him it was a 'bad influence on Rex' or something and he'd have to agree with her in order to avoid another fight.

Fight...? Fight. Ok. Next person to walk out that door is about to get a fist through the face. That wouldn't be fun, though. Not many people were on par with the agent, so they'd either K.O. or curl in a ball on the ground, begging for mercy... That part might be fun. What if it was Rex, though? Nevermind, it didn't matter what turn that scenario would take, it would probably be fun... But... Rex was gone.

Six sighed again. Damn kid. He had done gotten used to him.

Oh, an Evo? Maybe an Evo? No, if there was an Evo, Six would be the first to know.

Calan! Calan... Calan? Where was Calan? That guy could be pretty annoying, but it would be pretty fun kicking his ass. Now, where'd he go? Was he on base...? No... Damn... But where did he... He went with Holiday! That's right! To protect her or something and... wait... Why did Calan go and not Six? Was there even a reason? Ok, it didn't matter if he was bored. When Calan got back, he was going to kick his ass. It was the fact that the captain was doing something while Six was bored, that's all. The fact that the blonde jerk was somewhere, alone, with Holiday, didn't get to him at all.

The pencil he was holding, snapped in his hand.

Huh? Defective pencils.

What was he thinking about? Calan and Holiday. No. No. Not that. No, not that at all. That wasn't it. Boredom! That's it! He was bored.

To keep from fidgeting too much, Six rose from where he was sitting to take another walk around base, to see if something interesting had happened yet. Doubtful, but there was chance. Besides, he can contemplate the death of Captain Calan in his new found and unwanted free time.

Walking pass the door to the kitchen, he realized that the door was halfway open, which struck his curiousity. Not too many people ever actually went into the kitchen. Too many t.v. dinners and take out floating around. Did this mean food? Quite possibly.

Opening the door fully, Six walked in, the expectant smell of food not hitting him in the face. There was no one there. Then,...?

There was some shuffling on the other side of the door that lead to the make-shift dinning room, where they usually ate their Friday meal of mashed potatoes and meatloaf. Some shuffling going on in a room hardly anyone entered? This sounded fun and embarrasing at the same time.

Running on boredom, Six opened the door.

Oh, it was just Rex... wait... What?

"Rex?," he asked incrediously. The kid had come back? After an hour? Of his own free will?

The teen in question had papers and books spread out on the table around him as he looked over a notebook. Upon hearing his name, he looked up. "Oh, hey, Six," he said looking at the slightly confused man who still had a hand on the door.

"What is... all this?," he asked, looking across the table at all the random papers and books. Other than the calculator, the only slightly odd things was the microscope and grey box with holes along the side, sitting at the other end of the table.

"Homework," Rex casually answered, turning his attention back the notebook.

"Got a little backed up here, don't you think?," Six stated more than asked.

"Not really," he answered, "Holiday told me to have all this finished by the time she came back. I just didn't expect her to give me this much work."

"This is from her?," Six looked over to the teen, "She's not your tutor."

"No, but she's taken it upon herself to 'further my education' or whatever."

"Then...," the agent looked back at the work, "Why'd you escape if you knew there was this much work to do?"

"Tried to get Noah to help me, but apparently Providence has me a few years ahead of my peers."

"How far ahead?"

Rex looked up, "Noah shoved it back in my arms. He said to go back to his house when I wanted to watch Saw."

"You stumped Noah?," he asked, raising an eyebrow. Rex had mentioned before that his friend was top in his class, so... How far ahead did Providence have him?

Rex's eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, hey!," he suddenly said, putting his books down to give Six 'the look'. You know. That look that says 'I want something that's impossible, but I still expect it right now'. Yeah, that look. "You want to help?"

"Help?," the word was suddenly foreign to Six.

"With my homework. You want to help?"

Six stared at him... Did he want to help? Oh, wow, good question. He supposed it beat walking around the base for the hundreth time. That and it might take his mind off of all the things Calan was attempting to do to...

"What's first?," Six asked, just derailing that thought.

"Well, I have just about every subject. So, what do you want to start with?"

Six could have sworn that the kid had just asked him to 'pick his poison'.

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I know, it's short. The chapters are going to vary in length. Yes! Chapters! Muhahahaha!

These are the subjects that I have listed so far (I may end up adding more). They're going to have the actual class names, but these are the subjects.

English

Biology

Chemistry

Math

Math is going to be SO funny. I'm saving it for last. Rex is going to be a slight expert in Chemistry. Biology... will be hilarious... English is just to start us off. I may add a Fine Arts and a History or Geography, maybe a Foreign Language, but it's up to you guys.

QUESTION FOR EVERYONE! What is your most difficult subject? What is your favorite subject? What is your most boring subject?

Trust me, your feedback will help make this fic HILARIOUS.

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