A/N: I'm bored with real life; I miss fanfiction! Sorry I've been gone so long, but look on the bright side, the next chapter of Double Rainbow is almost done!
This little beauty was originally going to go in my oneshot collection, but it ended up getting longer than I thought it would, so I decided to make it its own! Enjoy!
Mello came back from church one Sunday to find Matt already up, dressed, and eating breakfast. "Hey. You're up early."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Something wrong?"
"Just a headache. I was going to go play Zelda for a while- you know, take my mind off it."
Mello raised an eyebrow. "Did you do your homework?"
"What are you, my mother?"
"No, I'm your boyfriend who happens to know that you're nearly failing most of your classes. You can't afford to miss another assignment."
"So? I do well on the tests so I'm still ranked third. Who cares what my actual grade is?"
"You realize that if you failed you'd have to take easier classes than me and we wouldn't see each other all day, right?"
Matt's face fell. "Oh. I guess there's only one thing to do, then."
"Yeah."
"Thanks, Mel. It means a lot that you'd fail on purpose just to be with me."
"That's not what I meant."
"But I have so much homework," Matt whined.
"I know. You'd better get to it."
**15 minutes later**
"I finished history!"
"Great. Now all you have to do is the science paper you were supposed to be working on all month. Oh, and 40 math problems."
"You could at least pretend to be proud of me."
Mello grunted noncommittally.
**two hours later**
"How are you doing?"
Matt jumped, a guilty look crossing his face before he could compose himself. "Er... good."
Mello walked across the room and squinted at the screen. "Are you playing Tetris and Solitaire at the same time?"
"No... pop-ups these days... so elaborate."
"You've downloaded every pop-up blocker in existence. You created your own pop-up blocker."
"Yes. That's why it may seem, to the untrained eye, that I am actively playing the games in question when I am, in fact, investigating them to see how they got through such tight security.
"Yes, especially that YouTube pop-up, the one that mysteriously appears as though it were logged into your account."
"Oh, um, was just looking up videos about the topic of my paper."
"I see. And how do cats playing the piano pertain to your paper?"
"It's about... the unexplored intelligence of animals."
"For physics class?"
"Um... yes?"
"Just get to work," Mello sighed.
**3 ½ hours later**
"Can we have sex?"
"Did you finish your paper?"
"Almost... kind of..."
"Maybe later."
**45 minutes later**
"Finally done," Matt said, sighing with relief as the printer distributed the final product.
"May I?" Mello asked, picking it up and skimming the pages. "Not bad, actually. I'd say it'll get you at least a B."
"Good. Can I do something fun now?"
"Do you think math is fun?"
**15 minutes later**
Matt finally snapped, throwing down his pencil. "I can't take it anymore! This is so boring! I wish I had, like, I don't know, a magic notebook. Yeah. A magic notebook that did all my homework for me."
Mello rolled his eyes. "Matt, calm the fuck down."
"I'm just so fed up with it!"
"I know, but really, Matt? A magic notebook? That's the most ridiculous idea I've ever heard of."