Happy Valentine's day, all. This chapter's quick, because I really want to
move thing's along. So, prepare yourself for lots of dialogue and poor
description! Yay!
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Growling under his breath, Crocker glared towards the pink-hatted boy, narrowing his eyes behind the glasses. "Are you finished with your test, Turner?" he questioned sharply, drumming his fingers impatiently along the edge of the desk. Timmy's tongue made itself known through the corner of his mouth, and he tilted his head slightly.
"Uh huh..." was his absentminded reply, his half-lidded eyes never moving from the thin teacher's face.
Crocker frowned, gritting his teeth. "Then please turn it in. I have a lot of grading to do; I don't have time for socializing."
Timmy nodded slowly, pushing his chair away from his desk and unsteadily stumbling to his feet. His hand blindly groped for the edge of the desk for support, finally positioning itself right on top of a rosy pink eraser.
"Hey!" Wanda squawked under her breath, wincing, "Watch where you're leaning!" She glared up at Timmy, a mixture of frustration and concern in her eyes. "What's wrong with you? You're acting drunk!" she demanded as forcibly as she could in a whisper.
"Drunken with loooooove..." Timmy drawled, his pupils once again taking the shape of a heart. He hugged his test close against him, smiling brightly and all but floating in his bliss.
"Love?" questioned his green pencil, eyebrows furrowing. He took a quick glance around the empty student desks. "But, there's no one in here to be in love with!"
A rare moment, indeed. Cosmo was correct... for the most part. "Oh, honey, that rally must've messed up your senses. Maybe you should take a break outside."
Cosmo gasped, rolling over to face his eraser-y counterpart. "Oh no! What if Timmy is in love with --?!"
"Are you turning that test in or what?" Crocker demanded impatiently, silencing both godparents.
"Yes, Mr. Crocker," Timmy said joyfully, gliding over on the fluffy pink clouds and clusters of beating red hearts. He let out a contented sigh as he held up the Scantron, smiling as charmingly as he could manage with his imperfect teeth.
Crocker glared bewilderedly down at him, raising an eyebrow slightly before reaching forward to snatch the test away. "Thank you, Turner. Now, go play outside. I have much scheming to do."
Just as Crocker's finger's closed over the paper, Timmy's other hand quickly rushed up to meet them. His fingertips briefly brushed over the back of his teacher's hand, and a hot rush of blood rose to his ears. He giggled mindlessly, sighing, "Now my day has been made..."
Now it was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable. Crocker quickly withdraw his hand, rubbing it defensively. "Yes, I'm sure," he muttered, pursing his lips, "Now, please leave!"
Timmy finally obeyed, floating back to his desk and sweeping his pink and green supplies into his pocket. "I'll be back after recess!" he gleefully proclaimed, finally trotting across the checkered floor and taking his leave.
Crocker sighed heavily, cupping his forehead in his hand and leaning heavily upon it. He glanced down at answer key Timmy had given him. Drawn within the bubble-in circles was a large heart, with the letters "D" and "T" inside of it, connected by a plus sign. D and T...
"Holy fairy dust!" Crocker cried, flinging the paper down onto his desktop like a used tissue. "Turner has a crush... ON ME!" There was a slight pause, as the initial disgust and confusion left him. A wicked smile crossed his face. "Perhaps I can use this to my advantage... in my quest to obtain Turner's FAIRY GODPARENTS! All I have to do is play along..."
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I'm really abusing this new elipses thing. Hee. Well... mmmyep. There it is. Crocker knows, now all I have to do is move it along to Cosmo and Wanda. Much fun to be had. Keep flaming me, I'll be pissed off for the first five minutes and then I will laugh. LAUGH! In your faces.
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Growling under his breath, Crocker glared towards the pink-hatted boy, narrowing his eyes behind the glasses. "Are you finished with your test, Turner?" he questioned sharply, drumming his fingers impatiently along the edge of the desk. Timmy's tongue made itself known through the corner of his mouth, and he tilted his head slightly.
"Uh huh..." was his absentminded reply, his half-lidded eyes never moving from the thin teacher's face.
Crocker frowned, gritting his teeth. "Then please turn it in. I have a lot of grading to do; I don't have time for socializing."
Timmy nodded slowly, pushing his chair away from his desk and unsteadily stumbling to his feet. His hand blindly groped for the edge of the desk for support, finally positioning itself right on top of a rosy pink eraser.
"Hey!" Wanda squawked under her breath, wincing, "Watch where you're leaning!" She glared up at Timmy, a mixture of frustration and concern in her eyes. "What's wrong with you? You're acting drunk!" she demanded as forcibly as she could in a whisper.
"Drunken with loooooove..." Timmy drawled, his pupils once again taking the shape of a heart. He hugged his test close against him, smiling brightly and all but floating in his bliss.
"Love?" questioned his green pencil, eyebrows furrowing. He took a quick glance around the empty student desks. "But, there's no one in here to be in love with!"
A rare moment, indeed. Cosmo was correct... for the most part. "Oh, honey, that rally must've messed up your senses. Maybe you should take a break outside."
Cosmo gasped, rolling over to face his eraser-y counterpart. "Oh no! What if Timmy is in love with --?!"
"Are you turning that test in or what?" Crocker demanded impatiently, silencing both godparents.
"Yes, Mr. Crocker," Timmy said joyfully, gliding over on the fluffy pink clouds and clusters of beating red hearts. He let out a contented sigh as he held up the Scantron, smiling as charmingly as he could manage with his imperfect teeth.
Crocker glared bewilderedly down at him, raising an eyebrow slightly before reaching forward to snatch the test away. "Thank you, Turner. Now, go play outside. I have much scheming to do."
Just as Crocker's finger's closed over the paper, Timmy's other hand quickly rushed up to meet them. His fingertips briefly brushed over the back of his teacher's hand, and a hot rush of blood rose to his ears. He giggled mindlessly, sighing, "Now my day has been made..."
Now it was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable. Crocker quickly withdraw his hand, rubbing it defensively. "Yes, I'm sure," he muttered, pursing his lips, "Now, please leave!"
Timmy finally obeyed, floating back to his desk and sweeping his pink and green supplies into his pocket. "I'll be back after recess!" he gleefully proclaimed, finally trotting across the checkered floor and taking his leave.
Crocker sighed heavily, cupping his forehead in his hand and leaning heavily upon it. He glanced down at answer key Timmy had given him. Drawn within the bubble-in circles was a large heart, with the letters "D" and "T" inside of it, connected by a plus sign. D and T...
"Holy fairy dust!" Crocker cried, flinging the paper down onto his desktop like a used tissue. "Turner has a crush... ON ME!" There was a slight pause, as the initial disgust and confusion left him. A wicked smile crossed his face. "Perhaps I can use this to my advantage... in my quest to obtain Turner's FAIRY GODPARENTS! All I have to do is play along..."
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I'm really abusing this new elipses thing. Hee. Well... mmmyep. There it is. Crocker knows, now all I have to do is move it along to Cosmo and Wanda. Much fun to be had. Keep flaming me, I'll be pissed off for the first five minutes and then I will laugh. LAUGH! In your faces.