Prime didn't think Stealth was all that interested in learning about the military strategy used in a small planet's civil war a few thousand years ago. For the past hour, Prime had watched Stealth carefully remove the staples from his lecture notes, separate the durasheets, and fold them into intricate little animals in a tiny little zoo. Stealth was so absorbed in his miniature zoo that he didn't notice that Colonel Sartoris had stopped speaking and was watching the construction of the zoo. Prime glanced around and saw every other Commando watching as well. Feeling a little embarrassed, Prime sank down into his seat. Finally, Sartoris stood from his place at the head of the room and moved toward Stealth, sitting down on the edge of the desk one row up from Stealth. Foreseeing disaster, Prime cleared his throat, trying to get Stealth's attention. But still, Stealth continued with his paper construction. Sartoris didn't say anything, just sat waiting.

Without ever looking up from his zoo, Stealth said, "Don't stop on my account."

Sartoris blinked, a little surprised that Stealth had noticed him there. "Oh, no, wouldn't want to interrupt your work. However, I do have a room filled with troopers who are here to learn about military history, and I would appreciate it if you could focus." It was one of those pleasant requests with an underlying threat.

"I'm listening," Stealth said offhandedly.

Sartoris folded his arms. "Are you, now? Then maybe you could tell me about the manoeuvre that General Nalrambeich pulled at Rugam Bral'ika."

"I could," Stealth said.

Sartoris stood waiting for an answer. When he didn't get one, he said, "No, I didn't think so." He returned to his desk and glanced down at his notes. "Now, where was I?"

"The Coalition soldiers had just run out of ammo," Stealth answered. Every eye turned toward him. He continued, still never looking up from his paper zoo. "The Independents were lined up on the hill, shooting at the Coalition troops below. With no ammo left, Nalrambeich ordered his troops to use their bayonets and charge the Independents from the side."

"I… uh—" Sartoris stammered.

Stealth finished folding a paper elephant and inspected his work. "You were about to tell us about how the Independents, being lined up, couldn't just turn and start shooting at the charging Coalition, because they would have been aiming at their own. They had to get up and reform the line so that they were all facing the Coalition, but by the time they could get up, the Coalition troops had reached them and bayoneted the lot of them."

Sartoris just stood, mouth hanging open, unable to form any words.

Stealth picked up a paper giraffe. "Does this look right, or should I have made the neck longer?"

Author's note: Speaking of not paying attention in class… I wrote this one during my Literature class. In case you're wondering, yes, that is why Colonel Sartoris is a name straight out of Faulkner. Also, if you recognized the battle strategy… good for you!! The whole bayonet thing was pulled by Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain at Little Round Top during the Civil War. So, yes, "Nalrambeich" is an anagram of "Chamberlain", and "Rugam Bral'ika" is (roughly) Mandalorian for "Little Round Top". The "Coalition" are the Union, and the "Independents" are the Confederates, and yes, I did get the title "Independents" from Firefly.

I never said any of my ideas were original!!