Well, it's been almost two weeks since I've updated, but I finally found some inspiration, thanks to ThatCreativeGinger. We were PMing and I starting asking about the difference between England and Britain, and so the idea for this one-shot came about! :) I know I still have a prompt from a guest I have to do, but I might need a few days to write that one and I didn't want to wait any longer to update! I don't own House of Anubis. There. Done. Now, onto the Peddie!

Eddie's Worst Subject

"Patricia, I'm sorry. I can't deal with this anymore."

Eddie jammed his head onto the pillow beside him, trying to blot out all the sound around him. It wasn't like he hated Geography…okay, he hated Geography, but for everyone else, it was by far the easiest subject. Even his fellow class-ditchers could make an easy A in that class.

"Eddie, it's not that hard. You just have to commit this stuff to memory," Patricia pleaded, flipping to the next page in the textbook. "Alright, we're going to go through this again. The capital of Wales is-"

"Cardiff," he recited off the top of his head

"Where is Stonehenge located?" she quizzed, glancing up to look at her study partner's face.

"Scotland," he responded almost immediately.

Patricia clapped, then flipped a few more pages until she reached the next lesson.

"Let's study something else for a change. What's the difference between England and Britain?"

Letting out a sigh fit for Amber, Eddie shook his head. "I have no clue whatsoever."

"Alright, how about the differences between Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland?"

Eddie bolted upright. "Trick question! They're both the same…no?" he trailed off as Patricia chuckled, shaking her head.

"Why would ask about the differences if they were same?" Patricia asked after a moment, still smiling.

"I don't know," he replied, resuming his previous position: curled up with his head facing the wall.

"Come on, Eddie! This is practically a piece of cake!" Patricia encouraged, moving from her spot on the floor to Eddie's bed.

"You live here, of course it's easy!" Eddie shot back, tightening his grip around his knees. She sat there, not really sure how to comfort him. Whenever she was in a situation like this, she would usually call Mara over. Not exactly a great option in this case.

"Well, we could try and take a break. You might need a rest," she suggested a little awkwardly, untrained as she was.

For a moment, he tensed up, as if he was considering the thought. Then, he slumped his shoulders again, still staring at the posters on his wall. "If I stop, I might not start again. And I have to make an A on the quiz."

Patricia slammed the textbook shut, frustrated that her attempts at teaching Eddie were not making any progress.

"Fine! Do it yourself!" she screamed, storming out of the room and tossing the heavy book onto her boyfriend's bed.

As she was leaving, she crashed straight into a distressed Fabian. Hair rumpled, shirt untucked, and shoes untied, he was nose-deep in his Geography book. Nina was tailing him, rubbing his back and whispering something in his ear.

"Look, it's not that difficult. Let me help you."

"I'm okay, I'm okay. Just give a few minutes and I'll know it."

Nina stole one more concerned glance in his direction, then walked out of the bedroom slowly.

"Patricia, don't let him get all worked up. He'll get himself sick," Nina advised her best friend, then exited the now silent room.

Curious, Patricia took a few steps towards the clearly distressed Fabian.

"Fabian, why are even looking the Geography book? The test is going to be a breeze!" she inquired, watching Fabian pace silently across the room, mindlessly mouthing information out of the book.

"Fabian?"

No answer.

"Fabian? Fabian? FABIAN!"

Still just the muttering and a pair of scrunched up eyebrows.

"FABIAN, NINA'S BLEEDING!"

"What? Where? Why? Is she okay?" Fabian's face shot up, nearly cutting his cheek on the edge of the textbook.

"I lied. Why do you looked so freaked out over Geography? It's a Geography test," Patricia questioned, starting to worry herself. Fabian, as nerdy as he was, didn't even open his Geography textbook, even when a test came around.

"Didn't you hear? Mrs. Aldridge is quizzing us tomorrow on American Geography. I don't know a thing about America," Fabian replied, burrowing his face back into the pages.

Patricia slowly turned her face towards Eddie, who was no longer facing opposite the rest of the room. He was sitting upright with an ear-to-ear grin, his head cocked slightly to the side. Instinctively, she flinched. He slowly patted the seat on the mattress next to him, still with an eerie smile.

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun," he whispered, widening, if possible, his completely frightening smirk. "America is such an amazing country."

Patricia took one look at Eddie's face and bolted for the door.