"I don't care!" Nimble told Somnom. "I just don't want to get in
trouble!" He giggled slightly at the student who Somnom scared. "I
would die if I did that in public!"
"What are you humming?" Nimble asked Somnom, curious. He broke out
in hives as they got closer to the classroom. "Oh no..." he
groaned, scratching his red blotted skin.
The teacher made a cold glare. "If you were a cooking fiary, would
you cook when you where supposed to be working? No." She said,
before looking at Oliver. "You would agree, right?" She growled at
Oliver.
"Just a lullaby and are you sure you don't need to sit in the
nurses office?I can get notes for you and what not."Somnum said
looking down at Nimble in worry.
"Ma'am, take a look at my paper. You can see that every last
equation is finished. I was simply drawing while waiting for a new
assignment to be given." Sol said calmly.
Nimble smiled at the teacher before with great effort, opened his
book. The book flipped off the desk and made a loud bang as it
struck the floor. Nimble, his face pale, looked up.
The teacher frowned. "Oh! Let me draw something for you!" She said,
pulling out a detention slip and filling it out, before sliding it
to Sol. "Enjoy detention, with Connie and Somnum!" She said, before
turning to Somnum. "Don't yell in my classroom!" She barked at her.
She simply rolled her eyes when Nimble hit the floor. "Be more
careful!" She said shrilly.
Nimble nodded as he pulled the book back up onto the desk.
"Umm...Miss...what page are we on?" Nimble softly asked. He then
looked over at Sol and gasped. 'Please don't blame me!' He cried
inside.
Connie giggled with Sol as the teacher searched for what that came
from. "CONNIE, SOL, SOMNUM, NIMBLE! DETENTOIN!" She screamed,
throwing her detention slips in the air. "Riiing!" The bell then
suddenly chimed. "Lets get out of here!" Connie laughs, high fiving
Sol.