Mr. Erratum

Chapter Seventy-Three

Sci huffed, entering the staff room. He had just finished his last class for the day; a particularly rowdy set of kids that seemed determined to make his life a living hell. He entered, instantly noticing Erratum sitting on one of the tables, his only company being that creepy Ink look-a-like. Sci inwardly grimaced, why was he allowed here again?

Disregarding that thought, Sci headed towards them, deciding to sit in the opposite direction of them. Erratum looked away from Pigment, noticing Sci with a grin. "yOU dIdN't sAY AnyTHinG On thE WeEKENd" Erratum spoke, not accusingly. Sci shrugged, "It took longer to talk to my father than I thought it would" Sci replied.

Erratum put the mug in his hands on the table, choosing to ignore Sci's words for now. "WhaT dId hE sAY? Is hE goINg TO bE ablE to HelP?" Erratum bombarded him, hopeful. Sci leaned back into his chair, giving a half-shrug. "He didn't say anything about if he could do it or not, but he wants to try- Well, he thinks my uncle will want to, so he's contacting him" He said as his answer. Pigment huffed, obviously not pleased with Sci's words.

Erratum glanced at Pigment for a moment, before turning back to Sci. "WhEn cAN wE sTart ThiS, TheN?" Erratum inquired, his voice suddenly quieter, as if he didn't want others to hear him.  The maths teacher frowned, "Not until my uncle gets back into the country, He knows much more about theoretical magic, so there's not much point in going over there until he returns" Sci apologized, giving them a remorseful frown.

Giving a slight smile, he added, "It won't take long though, once he hears about this he'll rush over here" He said jokingly, but it seemed to go over both of their heads. 

The staff door opened again, and about three other teachers entered the room, one of them being Nightmare. Erratum waved for him to come over, making Nightmare notice them almost instantly, and an annoyed look appeared on his face. Eventually, he seemed to decide that being with them was better than being with Dream and Dance, and walked over. 

Nightmare sat to the left of Erratum, "You need something?" He asked, glancing at all three of them. "I spoke to my father, about- you know" Sci responded, waving his hand at Erratum and Pigment at the end of his sentence. Erratum nodded, "hE aGReEd tO hELp, wE HAVe TO waiT foR hIs UnCLe THoUgh" Erratum explained to Nightmare. Nightmare hummed in response, Purple eyes looking away, distracted.

Erratum, obviously waiting for a verbal response, looked at Nightmare in confusion. Snapping out of it, Nightmare tried to smile, "Uh, that's great, how long is it going to take?" Nightmare asked. Deciding to leave him be for now, Erratum replied with, "i'm NoT suRE" The unsure skeleton looked over to Sci, questioningly. "A week at most" He answered the silent question.

Nightmare nodded, pleased with the answer. "I managed to get Muffet to actually do her work for when we leave, So I'll be able to come" He informed them. Erratum looked up at him from the chair he was sitting on, curious, "iT'S tHAT bAD?" He questioned, "i knOw YOu mentiOnED iT, BuT i THoUghT YoU sAId It Was ManaGabLe?" Erratum probed, messing with the end of his coat.

Nightmare chuckled humourlessly, "It was" He responded, "Ever since those grandkids of hers where born, She's been more careless with giving me work" Nightmare crossed his arms, vexed. He paused, before adding, "Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if she's counting down the days until she can retire- I'm pretty sure I saw her searching for a replacement last week" Nightmare rolled his eye-lights.

Sci frowned, "Is that even how It works?" He asked, confused. Nightmare shrugged carelessly, obviously not interested enough to know. Erratum gave him a thoughtful look, "hOw oLd IS shE AgAIn? i thOuGHt sHE WaS ToO YoUnG to retIRe" Erratum leaned on the table, giving him a confused smile.