Twinsomnia OC: WNFTFOS back-to-school mini comic!!
1991
Hyacinth: That was so cool! Please play another scene! Comic: The show is over for tonight, little ones must rest now... Sleep well, Little Flower. Tragic: And you'd better get a good night's sleep, child, for tomorrow is yet another first day of school — and you're transferring to a new one.
Hyacinth: And... You'll help me get ready for school tomorrow, right? Tragic: ...Well, technically, that's not really part of our job- Comic: But we can help you with your homework! Just call for us!
Comic: Well then, mission accomplished! The child is tucked in. Tragic: Yes, we did splendidly, my friend. Comic: Then is it the perfect time to feast on cheese puffs? Tragic: I'd prefer black tea with dark chocolate, thank you. ... Though, macaroni and cheese would make a fine alternative-
2027-2029
Dude: Look, da brats are already heading to class. First of September, huh... Tragic: "Brats", Dude? Could you please put it... A bit more politely?
Tragic: After all, you work with kids just like I do. Let's keep it clean. Dude: Yeah, yeah, I get it... Don't nag me. Sorry about dat.
Dude: And ya... What are ya tinkin' about? Something wrong? Tragic: I... Do you remember when I once told you about the Comic? Dude: Yeah, I remember. Why? Tragic: I just... Recalled the times when we used to help children with their homework. I, for instance — with literature, and Comic — with math...
Dude: ...I'm sorry, bro. Tragic: Thanks...? Anyway, it's already easier now. Therapy is doing its job.
Dude: All da better. Y'know, I'm no good at dat- Well, like... Da important thing is dat yer still here. Comic's here too, watchin' over ya, wherever you are. So... Yeah. And if ya ever need to cry it all out or anythin' — ya can yell into me like like I'm a pillow, I'll get it. No worries. Tragic: Th-thank you again. And... For still being here too. Dude: And hey, I can help with homework too, no problem!
Tragic: And what kind of homework, Dude? Dude: What do ya mean "what kind"... P.E., of course! Tragic: Ah yes, your most well-trained, essential school skill... If not the only one. Dude: Y'know, my brain is huge, old man! I can- [long boastful listing follows]
Tragic: /thinking/ You're such an idiot... But still, I'm glad I met you. ...Even if I don't say it out loud.
Later...
Dude: Line up for evenin' exercise! One, two, three, four! One, two, three, four!
Tragic: Alright then, now let's move on spelling. Well, Tamila, how do you properly write a capital "A"?
The End.
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