The Tutor | (Baldi x Reader) **SMUT

The Tutor || Small Talk

"Hey y/n! Wake up! You're gonna be late for school!", Aunt Karen yelled.

You jolted up immediately. The thought of you being late to Baldi's class was quite honestly, fucking terrifying. Especially since just a day prior he had warned that anyone late would be beat with a ruler. You grabbed your generic brand backpack and rushed out the door. It was quite an easy walk to the school, but an even quicker jog. So you sprinted down the street like a thief who had just robbed a house. You weaved by two walkers on their daily walk as you approached the natural surroundings that encompassed the school. You pushed the school doors open quickly and rushed down the hallway, making sure that you didn't run but quickly walked, as to not trigger the principal. You were nearly 20 feet away from your classroom, when you heard little feet behind you. Fuck. It's Timothy. You forgot to play with her at lunchtime yesterday. You could hear the nubs at the end of the jump rope scraping along as she walked.

"Hey miss!", Timothy called out.

You realized the only way to get away from this little demon child was to run to class. So you did. You sprinted as fast as you could down the hallway to your class. Your hand was almost on the door knob when you felt a hand grasp your shoulder. It was the principal.

"Y/n", he said, head shaking in disappointment, "come with me. We are going to have a talk."

The principal lead you down the hallway, past Timothy, as the bell rang. The two of you found his office, and took a seat.

"Y/n. We have specific rules here that you need to follow. VERY serious rules".

Like what? No running in the halls? What kind of serious fucking rule is that? Regardless of what you thought, you knew you couldn't be disrespectful. The principal scowled at you.

"I'm sorry sir. I couldn't help it this time. Your daughter tried to get me to play with her again."

"Then why the hell don't you play with her then? I'm sure that Baldi wouldn't mind."

Why don't I? Cause i'm trying to get to class so that Baldi doesn't beat my ass with a ruler! Of course he minds! Quite obviously the principal didn't get it.

"Can't you keep Timothy in your office?"

The principal grew visibly upset at this question.

"She doesn't stay! I'm still trying to train her. I swear I bought a training CD and a clicker yesterday. Maybe one day she'll learn to be still, but today is not that day. It doesn't happen in a week either. So this week is not that week. Hell! Perhaps this year is not that year. We never know."

Fuck-wad.

"I'm very sorry sir. I absolutely promise that this will not happen again."

"Okay y/n. I trust you. Technically i'm not supposed to let you off the hook without detention, but since I like your attitude I will let you off the hook."

"Thank you, sir."

Phew.

"Here", the principal said, grabbing a pink slip of paper out of his desk, "take this to class since your late. The teacher can't give you trouble when you have this."

Great. A pink slip so I don't get hit.

"Thank you", you called gratefully as you stepped out of the principals office.

"Y/n?"

"Yes?"

"One more running in the halls and I will put you in detention til' you're 30. Understood?"