"Sollux can I see you for a quick second?" Sollux stopped halfway out the door of the American History class.

"Yes ma'am." His teacher motioned for him to take a seat so he pulled the closest chair over and plopped down.

"Now Sollux, I received an email from you Father about your current grades in my class." He held back a groan. Leave it to his Dad to pull this kind of bullshit on him. "And from his email, he doesn't seem to happy and frankly, I think you could do better to."

"But I'm passing."

"Just because you're passing my class doesn't mean you can try harder to get at least a B."

"Ms. B, not sure if you noticed or not, but history isn't really my strong suit, I'm lucky to even be passing at all." His teacher leaned forward and rested her chin on her folded hands.

"Sollux, I teach history because I want my students to learn something from the past, not make the same mistakes as others did."

"And I get that Ms. B, it's common-"

"Sense? Sure but common sense is different for everyone and it's my job to the teach right and wrong."

"But with quizzes and tests and-"

"Mr. Captor, don't forget it's school. You can't possibly think you can have a class without being assessed on what you learned. You're in high school dear."

The teacher stood from her desk and moved to lean on the front of it.

"Your Father and I decided that maybe it would be a good idea to set you up with a tutor of some sort, to help boost your grade up a letter grade."

"Wait, I'm sorry a tutor?" Sollux asked in disbelief. "No, no thank you Ms. B I'm good. I'll tell my Dad that I'll just do extra work and-"

"Sollux," She said firmly. "It's been decided. Now I believe that you have lunch next yes?" He made a noise of acknowledgement. "Wonderful. I'll have one of my best tutors on the job. Go by the library and I'll send the tutor your way."

"Yes ma'am." She gave him a list of topics to go over and dismissed him. Sollux didn't hesitate to get out of there. This was just great, just perfect. On the way to the cafeteria to at least get a snack, he felt someone lock arms with him.

"Why the serious frown? Something wrong?" She asked. He handed her the list.

"Why are you getting tutoring? You have a C."

"My fucking Dad thet it up! He went behind my back to thet thith thit up and now I'm thtuck for lunch!"

"You're lisp is back-"

"I know!" Aradia unlinked their arms and handed her friend a granola bar.

"Well how long are you going to have to do this?" Sollux shrugged and took the bar.

"Hopefully jutht today or I'm jutht not going to go and get a foot up my ath from Dad." He replied.

"Well, good luck either way." She said patting him on the shoulder. He half smiled back.

"Thanks."

The two said their goodbyes and went on their separate ways. In the library, there were way more people in there then usual and it was quite loud.

"Some tutoring session this'll be." Sollux murmured under his breath. He seated himself slightly away from the buzz of the rest of the library to at least get some quiet. He never was the one to really like to much noise around him. So he plugged in his earbuds and pulled out his laptop. He wasn't sure how long he was on his computer before someone yanked an earbud out.

"Ow! Hey what the fuck is-"

"I don't allow any distractions while I'm teachin."

"Oh god no. No no no no not you." Sollux looked on in horror as the one and only Eridan Ampora dropped his bag to the ground and sat down in the seat across from him.

"You think when I was asked to tutor your ass I jumped at the thought? You're hilarious." He began to take out a bunch of books and papers and place them on the table.

"There wasn't anyone else who could do this." Sollux pleaded. "Anyone else?" Eridan stopped pulling his things out and glared at the boy.

"Sol Captor, you should consider yourself lucky to have someone like me take time out of their busy day to teach you somethin that should be so easy."

"Busy day? Right with what." Eridan pushed one of his curls behind his ear.

"None of your fuckin business. Now let's go I don't have time for chit chat, now where's the list of thins you suck at." He huffed.

Sollux barely survived the lesson. Between Eridan going on about his opinions on the topics or him ranting about what a horrible student he was, he almost got up and left. Finally the lunch bell rung and Sollux had never moved so quickly in his entire life; shoving all his thing in his back back ungracefully. But before he could leave, Eridan grabbed hold of his backpack.

"Wait Captor we need to discuss out tutorin sessions." He said pulling out a paper from his satchel. Sollux turned around in disgust.

"I am never doing this with you ever again. This was a one time thing." He said. Eridan rolled his eyes.

"I was told you need a letter grade boost and just one session will not do that."

"Then how many do I need?"

"Enough until you know how long the shortest war lasted." Eridan replied strutting away. Sollux just stood there with a blank expression before shaking his head and walking away.

"Who even cares." He mumbled under his breath.

When Sollux got home he burst through the door and slammed it shut.

"DAD!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. He heard a scream from somewhere else in the house which caused him to stomp into the kitchen. Mituna was under the table and their Father was coming in through the back door.

"Sollux why the hell are you yelling?" He chastised. Sollux threw his backpack on the ground and stomped over.

"Why did you email my teacher without telling me?" Tsymon rolled his eyes and went over to the table where his eldest son was.

"Because your grades are unacceptable Sol, I'm tired of you coming home with these bad grades."

"Dad a C is still passing, you're over-exaggerating."

"Sollux a C means that you're still on the edge of failing and no one is going to be failing in my house."

"Thith ith complete bullthit Dad! You're acting jutht like oba-than!"

"Solluxander," Tsymon said in his low serious Dad tone. "Lower your voice, because you already scared Tuna.."

"Dad, I-"

"Did you hear what I said?" Sollux groaned and snatched up his bag and went up to his room, and threw it down once again."

"Stupid parents, stupid brothers, stupid grades." He mumbled. He pulled out his phone and earbuds, blasted the music. He didn't care if his Dad would come in and yell at him he was done with this shit. Just done.