ACH!
With one arm looped over his head, playing with his left ear, the other holding his pencil, he leaned over to peek at @Rydia's paper.
She scowled at him and covered her answers.
"What'd you get for number eight?" he whispered.
"The answer is a poorly-known Nigerian number called nunyabusiness."
Lumi began to write this down before realizing he'd been duped. He growled and erased his answer, but his eraser did that thing that turned his writing into a big gray blur.
"Psst," came a voice from beside him. He peeked up and saw @LadySpark whistling at him. Then she launched a paper football his way, complete with a floating heart emoji to top it off.
He opened the football up and saw, in the most southern of handwritings:
He squinted at the note. All the apostrophes had turned into ms for some reason. Spark whispered again:
"They just don't work in math class!"
Lumi nodded. It was good enough for him. So he thought on it.
And thought on it.
And thought harder.
What's the best way to cause a riot in a YWS math class?
"Oh," escaped his lips as he realized the perfect way to cause a wave of teenagers to come flocking to him. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a capsule he'd stolen from the Dragon Ball universe. He clicked the top, and poof! Out came an acoustic guitar.
Lumi pulled a beret out from under his desk and cleared his throat.
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Suddenly, a veritable ocean of YWS ladies came flooding into the classroom. @Kyllorac's eyes grew wide as their desk, computer, and general teacheresque apparatus was engulfed in screaming fangirls.
Lumi looked to @LadySpark and @Rydia with quick nods, and then they took off running with the remaining math prisoners. Lumi stopped for a second to face Kyllorac, grabbing his microphone. "We'll be back for you, Kyll!"
"Curse you, Quadfisher!"
Lumi ducked under the door of the KotGR dormitory door, swiftly closing down on him, and dropped his guitar behind to be engulfed by the fan girls.
"What's the brilliant plan now, Quadfisher?!" Rydia still had her pencil and paper in hand. Spark grabbed it and tossed it on the ground and kept running.
"We keep running until someone twists the plot!" He barked.
Once they were on the surface of YWS City, they stopped for a breather. It was warm and balmy--no wait. It wasn't balmy! Lumi would describe this weather as arid at best.
The three exchanged glances and said, in unison: "@Nate's in trouble!"
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