Toothless didn't go to training at all that week. Childish as it may seem, he was still avoiding his brother.
He still went to the lab, of course, he just used the secret entrance through the janitor's closet, wherein there was a handle for a cloth, and if you took the handle off and shoved it through the fourth pane to the right of the middle section of the window, you'd see a number, and if you wrote that number in blood on the floor a hole would open up, swallowing you and taking you through a portal to a door in a different dimension where you'd have to give proof of your authenticity via a retina scan, and finally you'd be allowed inside.
He'd been working on a robot lackey to work on the machine whenever Toothless wasn't there, after all, he needed this machine finished on the 29th of February, 2017.
He knew, of course, that there would be no such day the next year, but the voices had told him that he had the first six hours of march the first to pull off the plan.
That meant that he had less than four months to get rid of Haddock.
He sighed, why couldn't he just challenge Haddock for the cape? Sure, they were both 18, 3 years shy of the required age, the age you needed to be in order to have been considered an adult in Old Berk.
He should've been fighting, not Baldy.
He gritted his teeth. No, fuck no, he was not thinking about this again!
He sighed, finishing the robot's lower body. Two more weeks and he'd be done with it. The upper body wouldn't be hard, no, it was the brain chip that would be the hard part, ugh, he always hated doing the programming.
Ugh, he couldn't wait for this stupid machine to get built. The voices would proceed to stop, he guessed, whoever they were could take over whatever bits of civilization were left, and he'd be fine. Happy. Out.
He could fight Haddock for their cape, kill him, and proceed to live a happy life somewhere in the mountains terrorizing people. Ahhh.
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Hiccup groaned, he had so much homework to finish. He glanced at the thick stack of papers.
Too bad procrastination was his thing. He hummed to himself. 'Hmm, how to be productive, how to be productive.'
He googled a couple of videos on it, and was about to hit play on the first one before he stopped himself. 'No. Bad Hiccup. No video!'
He sighed and stared at the stack before he had an idea. He took apart the stack of papers and organized them by the day they were due, placing the first due ones in front of him, turning the stack of 52 into a stack of merely 8.
He smiled. He got this. Best to go easy, hard, easy hard. He sorted them in that order. Oh, tea break.
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Toothless didn't want to get behind on his robot, so he just continued working. Sure he was covered in quite a bit of grease and yeah, his Mohawk was a mess, but he was making some pretty good progress. He screwed in the body and began working on some arms. This was a peace of cake!
For now anyways.
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Hiccup smiled, getting back. Oh, the first page he had was maths. Nice!
He placed the paper in front of him. The first question didn't look so bad.
[ok, so due to the fact that you can't write in superscript/subscript on this site all indices are in [] –those. Thanks for being co operative!]
36[2y-5]/6[3y]=6[2y-1]/216[y+6]
He hummed.
So basically…:
6[4y-10]/6[3y]=6[2y-1]/6[3y+18]… which meant that…
4y-10-3y=2y-1-3y-18… so if:
y-10=-y-19 and
2y=-9
then y=-4.5
He smiled. He didn't even care if he was wrong, fuck maths!
The next question was a triangle where he had to work out the missing co-ordinates. Peace of cake! (Not)
[oki, so in this one I need supscript so that'll be given as a number between{}- those (and yes I know those are for sets…)]
He grinned like an evil creature. 4log{2}x-log{2}x+log{2}2-log{2}x=5
This was good. This was perfect!
First change all the bases to log{2}.
4log{2}x-log{2}x+log{2}2-log{2}x=5log{2}2
Next remove the logs.
x[4]/x*2/x=32
he smiled. Then simplify.
2x[2]=32
x[2]=16
He smiled. So x was 4… again, he could be wrong, but he didn't care! :)
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Toothless had finally finished on the arms and was attaching them to the robot. He groaned, next was the head which meant that he needed to make a chip. Stupid robot man-butler!
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Hiccup smiled, having completed all 4 pages of maths homework by himself and without any external direction, which meant he was probably correct about all of them and should throw away the ones he was 'helped' with because they're probably wrong.
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Toothless walked back. Hey, didn't they have a lot of maths homework… and physics homework… ah, he'd finish it in minutes! Those were easily two of his strongest subjects, next to language studies.
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Hiccup groaned. He hated biology, it was hard!
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Toothless smiled. Physics? Peace of cake.
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Why was Hiccup even studying biology? He was majoring in architecture and had a back up in the form of the research sciences!- oh, wait. Yeah. He probably should've just stuck with the computer sciences, physics was his favorite science!:(
Oh, yeah. He had physics homework… why was that not higher up in the pile!?
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Toothless smiled. Maths? Peace of cake.
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Urgh! And of course he had a paper due the day after the next for his Lit class.
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Toothless smiled. Lit? Peace of cake.
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Not to mention history.
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Toothless smiled. History? Peace of cake.
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Hiccup was on the verge of tears.
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Toothless finished off the last of his twelve pages, placed them on the shelf next to him, and went to sleep.
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Forget verge, Hiccup was full-out crying.
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Toothless had sweet dreams.
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Hiccup was-
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haha, OK, enough of that. Toothless, you show off! Anyways, I'm still a good many years away from college/uni (no, guys. Like four, please help, I don't wanna go). I hope the maths was right. The internet's working so I had to use one of our old tests and, let's face it, I suck at maths.
Ahh… homework time with the boys… who knows, maybe the next time a chapter like this comes up they could be… helping each other? (though likely not, they're probably only gonna be friends like 80 chapters in and evolve at 100… yes, I do like forcing those who stayed for the crazy fucked up shit to read…)
-htty4eva
peace out yo;P