Love is in the air! (No, it's not really. But meh. Do I really want it to be? Oh excuse my ramblings, I'm tired after a long day of travelling.)
Prompt: Valentines
Words: 428
Mr Anderson watched over the class. There was glitter everywhere. Glitter and little bits of red paper and flecks of pink paint on the children's cheeks. He sighed and looked at the clock. Half an hour until he could get rid of the little monsters.
He looked around for his son. He spotted him, crouched in the reading nook, with another boy. Mr Anderson smiled at his curly hair, the way he was concentrating on sticking yet another heart to the card that he was making. He watched as he picked up a crayon and started writing something. He turned his attention to the other boy, a new boy, and the card that he was making. If possible, his card was even more garish than his son's. It was nearly completely covered with glitter. He, too, had picked up a crayon and was scribbling away. Mr Anderson wondered who his son's card would go to, and who'd be the receiver of his friend's card.
He looked at the clock, and decided to call time on the class. "Alright, you lot. Have you all finished your cards? Let's get everything packed away, okay? Paper in the paper tray, scraps in the scrap bin. Pens and crayons in the pencil box and glitter... try not to tread it into the carpet." Mr Anderson wondered if he could get his son to help him clear that up. He always loved glitter. "I hope you've all enjoyed making your cards today. Remember that you can give them to anybody in the class, or take them home and give them to your parents. Or your pets. But make sure they don't try to eat them. I don't want another incident like mister budgie!" The whole class tittered as they remembered when somebody had peed in the class pet's water bottle. "I'll see you on Monday. That's all, folks."
Mr Anderson turned his back on the class and smiled to himself. His son had always loved Looney Tunes. He'd started saying that line a few weeks previously, and now he said it at the end of every class. If no other kid appreciated it, he knew that at least his son would.
He started thinking of home, of the wonderful meal that he was sure to come home to that night, of the day he'd have tomorrow. Because everyone knew that couples didn't really go out on Valentine's Day. He turned around, just in time to see Blaine give his card to the other boy and press a kiss on his cheek. He froze.