CALL ME OUT: SHIZU-CHAN EDITION

[nonviolence]

Please help me voice test this beautiful bastard.

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[funnystory]

[Somehow, Shizuo has found himself helping a 13 year old girl with her homework!

However it happened, she's sitting next to him, with a textbook on the table. For such a young girl, she's fairly independent--intelligent and quiet, not phased in the least by his brusque attitude. Occasionally she'll speak up, however, asking him what a word means or for help with a math problem (a weak point, really.)]

...I don't understand this one.

[In this case, it's a generic word "two trains" algebra problem.]

[nonviolence]

[He sighs, leaning back in his chair. He still doesn't know how he got roped into this, but here he was. He reads the problem over her shoulder and snorts.]

That question always pisses me off. They're gonna meet at the crash site, because that's what's gonna happen if they're on the same track.

[funnystory]

Oh...

[She takes a moment to consider that answer. It makes sense.]

Should I write that down?

[nonviolence]

[An amused smirk tugs at his lips.]

Go for it. I don't think it's the answer your teacher is going to want, but whatever.

[funnystory]

You're supposed to be helping me...

[Though she doesn't seem too bothered by his answer, really. He's not the first person to give her unhelpful answers to every question she asks.]

[nonviolence]

Alright, alright...

[He leans forward, rereading the question with a frown. Math isn't exactly his strong suit either, but he can remember enough to help walk her though the steps.]

[funnystory]

Oh, I get it now!

[She nods, following closely, clearly pleased to have gotten help. She goes through a couple more problems before looking up again, seeming to suddenly remember something.]

Um...do you want some tea? I made cake, too.

[nonviolence]

[He's a little taken aback by the offer, but he nods.]

Yeah, sure. Thanks.

[funnystory]

[She nods before pushing her chair back, disappearing into the kitchen. When she comes back a few minutes later, she'll be carrying a tray--two cups of ginger tea and two plates with pieces of strawberry cake. It seems to be fairly well made. She even drizzled chocolate syrup over it.

Then, climbing back into her chair, she'll set down Shizou's plate and cup in front of him, then her own, pushing the text book off to the side in the process. That done, she'll watch him to make sure everything's acceptable.]

[nonviolence]

[He takes a bit of cake, sips his tea and... instantly relaxes.

His shoulders become a little less tense, his perpetual frown fades.]

It's good. Thanks, kid.

[funnystory]

I wanted to thank you for helping me.

[She smiles at that, clearly happy to have his approval.]

Do you like cake?

[nonviolence]

[Does he like cake? Does he like cake?

Fuck yes he likes cake.]

It's one of my favorite foods.