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"Oh, come on!" the coyote growled when he saw the amount of rain that was falling. Out of all the days and he had forgotten to get his umbrella before he left for classes. He was glad that Acme Tech University wasn't too far from his current location. The only issue was that how was he going to get there without getting the apparatus wet.

The sacrifices he did for his gadgets. Taking off his jacket, he wrapped it around the apparatus and made a quick dash across the building to the next. As he ran inside the building, he was drenched in rain but at least the apparatus was safe and sound in his jacket. It had taken him weeks to finally build this important piece that was needed for a machinery that had taken him almost a full year to finish building. It was only a matter of time when he was going to present this piece to one of his professors and hope that it was going to be good enough for it to get him the grade that he wanted and the title of an inventor that he had worked hard to achieve. He only wished that he knew when his due date for the presentation was. The professor that he was going to present his device to was one of the toughest that he ever had and just the thought of it made him nervous.

"Made it just in time Tech," a voice said behind him as the coyote turned around and looked at who had just spoken to him.

Right in front of him stood a female white wolf that sported a blue laboratory coat with her hands in her pockets. 'Quinn Wolf' was the name etched on her laboratory coat.

Tech looked over to the clock hanging by the wall and nodded his head. "Approximately five minutes and forty-nine seconds to spare." He unwrapped his jacket from the apparatus and held it up in front of them. "Finally finished this last night."

Quinn looked at the apparatus carefully as she surveyed every single detail that Tech had done. She envied him for the creative mind that he had and the ability to build whatever gadget came into his mind. She wished that she had the ability as he did, but ever since coming to this part of the university, the design portion of technologies didn't hold an interest in her. "It's…nice," she simply said, "what is it again?"

Tech's ears slightly drooped and her question. "We've been through this," he said. He hoped that he didn't sound impatient but there was only so much he could do without having to repeat himself over. "It's the 'extra credit' that I want to install in my invention."

A small chuckle escaped out of the wolf's lips. "You're willing to do anything for extra credit."

"Hey if it's my chance to do it, I'll take it," he said as he put his jacket and the apparatus inside his locker. He stood by his locker for a mere couple of seconds before detaching himself away from it and turning back to look at Quinn. The female wolf noticed a faraway look in his eyes. It was no secret that he was missing a fellow student that they both knew of.

Her name was Mallory Casey and she had been one of the best students that Tech had tutored. However, Tech had discovered that her invention was for a diabolical intent and he had deactivated her device and alerted both the professors and the police.

"You've ruined my life's work! How dare you? I will get you Tech, someday I will get you, you mangy dog!"

Those words had haunted him ever since Mallory had been arrested. He felt that he had done a good deed in stopping her from draining the intellect of all the professors but even that good deed had caused the one person that he had trusted to turn her back on him and seek revenge. In the end, Quinn had been Mallory's replacement and it had been difficult for Tech to tutor her. Sometimes there were days when everything went smoothly. She was assisting him in his projects by handing him over any tools that he asked for or walking him through a design that he had developed. Whenever Quinn would partake in individual work, she always asked how she was doing. She didn't have the same confidence as Mallory did and Tech didn't want to hold her hand all the way in the projects that they did.

"You miss her don't you?" Quinn's voice suddenly broke Tech out of his thoughts as his mind finally came back to reality.

He did miss someone that he was intellectual equal to that he could have a conversation with, though he wouldn't say this to Quinn. Others had their own intellectual abilities and it didn't have to be specifically for inventions. "I'm not going to say that what she did wasn't wrong. I still can't believe that she would do something so diabolical, especially to people that had helped her get so far in her studies."

Quinn had not been present to see Mallory being restrained by the police but she had heard other graduate students talking about it and she had brushed it off as a rumor. The moment that she had been assigned to be tutored by Tech, then she believed that the event had been true. "When you think you know someone," she simply said as she shrugged her shoulders. "But out of all of that happening, it's a bonus for me."

Tech raised an eyebrow when she said that. "And why's that?"

"Because my grade went from a D to a C+ in Inventions and Discoveries," Quinn answered, "there are days when I don't get what's happening in class but your tutoring has helped me just a little."

While Tech was glad that she appreciated his help there was something that he didn't understand. "If you're having such a hard time with these studies, why didn't you consider switching your major?" he asked her.

"I thought that it was an interesting field of study," Quinn said to him, "but I didn't think that it was going to be this hard!"

If that wasn't the right moment for Tech to facepalm he would have missed his opportunity. "There's creativity, design, engineering, principles of science and math—"

"—maintenance of infrastructure, innovation, atoms, molecules, nucleus I know!" Quinn interrupted him feeling her patience starting to wear thin. Why was it that they had to go through the same lecture every day with each other. "Just because there's some concepts that I can't understand doesn't mean that I don't know how to do it."

"How would you be able to do it if you don't know it in the first place?" Tech asked her.

"I come to you to ask don't I?" Quinn said to him.

That wasn't the answer he expected to hear. "You need to be able to do it independently. If you want to invent something, then you need to do it on your own. You can't go to people all the time and ask them how it is."

"That's the problem," Quinn said to him. "I don't want to invent. I figured it out too late once I got in graduate school and it's too late to change it. If I change my major all those years of schooling will be for nothing. It'll be like going back to square one."

"You can still use your degree even in a different field of study," Tech said to her. "What is it that you want to do?"

"That's the problem," Quinn said to him, "I don't know what I want to do."

Tech couldn't believe it. All those years of school and still not being able to realize what a person…well wolf in this case, wanted to do as a career? Maybe he was in a different situation than she was, but he was not going to waste all those years doing something that he realized he wouldn't want to do in the first place. "You never had a plan for this either?"

"No," Quinn said as she folded her arms across her chest, "and I hate that I thrust myself into this. 'Be an inventor' they said, 'you'd be happy' they said. Well, I'm not. I'm not Mallory Casey and I'm certainly not you."

Taking a deep breath, Tech slowly breathed it out and looked at Quinn. He could see that she was growing agitated with the whole situation and the only thing that they were doing was wasting time. Tech had to get back and attend to his invention and Quinn probably had a class that she had to get to. "Look," he spoke up, "let's continue this during our tutoring session. I think you need a moment to calm down."

"I am clam," Quinn steadily answered, but that was not enough to convince Tech. Letting out a sigh herself, she looked at Tech. "I'll see later Tech. Sorry for the rant."

He knew that this 'rant' was going to happen again. Whenever Quinn didn't have an answer for a question, she always used her misjudgment as a shield. Maybe if she tried harder and used more than ten percent of her brain, then she would be able to succeed. "Later Quinn," Tech simply said as he turned on his heel and headed his way.

Before the tutoring session, he knew that he was going to need lots of patience and some fuel to get through it.