Moony and Wormy (1x1)

[MoonlitxMidnight]

((Poor Kiko and Todd XD))

The teacher finally raised his voice to capture the classes attention and swiftly went on explaining how his class would work. Velydia, where she say, just watched helplessly. She was able to take ample notes and understand a few words, but none of them connected very well. The only tutoring she had gotten was from Artyom, which had ended prematurely.

[Wormgod]

((T: *squeak*
A: I love torturing them. Makes up for Vel.))

Arty lost his interest in the boys and pulled out a sheet of paper, taking notes in Russian. Every so often he would glance over at Vel when she wasn't looking, a pang of guilt rising in his chest. She looked so helpless there, trying to make sense of this teacher who already hated her. Maybe there was a way he could still help her, without something romantic happening...

[MoonlitxMidnight]

About halfway through the class Velydia put her face on the desk and wrapped her arms around her head, utterly giving up.
Kiko looked over at Todd. "Did you go to a human school and already learn this? Is this common knowledge for humans?" he asked curiously.

[Wormgod]

In reality, Todd never went to a school. He lived his entire life in the hunters' base, learning all about monsters. Somehow, thought, he managed to learn of the outside world, "Umm...Yeah. Most of this is common knowledge, and some of it is politics." He said.

Artyom sighed and looked down at his paper, feeling horrible. He needed to leave Vel, but he didn't have to stop tutoring her. She really needed him. He could have helped her, but he didn't, and now she was suffering.

[MoonlitxMidnight]

Kiko smiled, excited to be learning. "Politics.. That's always been fun to learn." he mused, his ears perking happily.

Velydia's shoulders shook softly and silently as she tried not to cry.

[Wormgod]

Todd shrugged. Personall, he hated politics. Mostly, it was because Nny got a little too worked up when his favorite didn't win...Something near him always got hurt. Todd's rabbit, a demon, Dick Cheny....

Artyom groaned and held his head, then slowly stood and snuck across the room. He sat next to Vel and said nothng for a full minute, then finally spoke up, "Politics. He's talking about politics."

[MoonlitxMidnight]

Velydia startled and looked at Artyom with wide, blood shot eyes before wiping her cheeks and nodded, sniffling. Her notes consisted of simple, short words like 'that' and 'here', which were he only ones she understood. "Politic is the, uh, the way,,, the way you create you rulers?"

[Wormgod]

Artyom tried to keep himself as calm as possible, without breaking down in any way. He nodded, "Yeah. Mostly men, sometimes a few women try, but they aren't as appreciated. In America, the politics starts at the city's mayors, then the governors, and then the Senate..." He said, listing out each office from the bottom, all the way up to the President.

[MoonlitxMidnight]

Velydia listened carefully, appreciating that Artyom remembered to talk slowly, word by word, for her so she could understand. "Thank you." she said softly.

[Wormgod]

Artyom sighed, "I should have done this sooner." He mumbled, "I'm sorry."