All Chiro wanted was some peace, but a crackfic like that would be boring, now wouldn't it?

Homework

Thank goodness the doors of the Super Robot were automatic, or Chiro had no clue how he would have made it to the study with all the papers and books he was carrying. He griped as he put the stuff on his desk and got out a pencil. "Stupid hard mountain of homework. What does Gibson think I am, a genius with no life? When is half of this stuff gonna come in handy anyways?" He grabbed the top worksheet and book off the pile, still grumbling. He finally shut up, beginning to read from the book and fill out the answers.

"Hey Chiro, what'cha doin'?"

Chiro screamed and fell out of his chair, the sudden noise breaking his concentration. He hadn't even heard the Otto approach. He looked at the green monkey from his current position on the floor. "Don't do that!"

"Do what?"

"That sneaking up on me when I'm doing my homework thing!"

"Ohhhhh... sorry."

"Aw, it's o-"

"Wait, you're doing homework?"

"Yeeeah...so?"

"I'm good at homework! Lemme help you!" Chiro raised an eyebrow when Otto pulled out his wrench hand.

"Um, it's science Otto. Not wood shop."

"Huh? Your homework has to do with science? But that's silly! When you do homework, you're supposed to upgrade the heat shields and reload the ammo and-"

"Homework doesn't mean I actually work on my home Otto. That's your job anyways."

"Oh yeah! But, then why do they call it homework?"

"Because it's work, and you do it at home."

"Why?"

"Because a teacher gives you it."

"Why?"

"Because they like to leave you with no free time."

"Why?"

"I dunno. They just do."

"Chiro!" Antauri approached the duo. "You've finished your work already?" he asked in surprise.

Chiro screamed again, shooting up into the air several feet. His foot hit the desk, causing one of the books to fall and hit him on the knee. He yelped in pain and grabbed the said body part. "I just told Otto before not to sneak up on me like that!"

"Why are you talking to Otto when your homework has not been completed?" Antauri said, looking at barely started worksheet on the desk.

"Otto just walked in and started talking to me! It's not my fault!"

"He couldn't have forced you to talk to him."

Chiro screamed again, kicking the desk harder and hurting his foot. He looked at the monkey that had just spoken, Nova, in annoyance, "How do you people keep doing that? Stop it!"

"Stop what?"

Another scream, and the other foot was soon in pain. Sprx's face showed great worry for his own safety when Chiro didn't say a word in reply to his question, but rather turned to him and gave him a death glare so horrible the writer of this fic couldn't bring herself to describe it. "Uh... did I say something wrong?" Sprx said in a shaky voice.

Chiro sat up. His glare became calmer, but still frightening. He looked at none of them, but rather strait in front of himself.

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out! All of you! Leave me alone! This paper is due tomorrow! I want to be able to watch The Sun Riders at 8 and I can't do it if this work isn't done! Get out!"

They didn't just get out, they darted out. Chiro breathed heavily from his anger. After a few moments he began to calm, and fell on his back again from mental exhaustion. At that moment, the door opened again and Gibson came in. He saw Chiro and immediately closed his eyes, rubbing his temples.

"Honestly Chiro. This is one of the few times during your day you have some peace and quiet. Don't waste it loafing when you haven't completed your homework yet."

Chiro sat up to protest, but Gibson had already left and the door had slid closed behind him. About to go crazy from frustration, he grabbed his seat cushion and yelled into it.


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