My Crazy Years

I don't work here lady!

Time passed by faster than you expected. October was almost over, November already knocking at the door. The teachers were going easy on you guys, given that Mr. Gibson made sure to drain you of all energy after his class was over. The homework took up most of your day, even with all the help you were receiving. Needless to say, the children weren't happy at all with how you couldn't play with them anymore. Grimmchild did try to set your text books on fire once, believing them to be the source of your distraction. You actually felt bad that he failed.

Besides math, you had a hard time with Chemistry, but thanks to Monomon's help you had some decent grades. Latin was another pain in the neck, not the class itself as much as the teacher. Miss Milton was some 60-70 years old hag that should have retired ages ago. Her classes were beyond boring and she barely taught anything. She made you and your colleagues read some text in Latin, correcting you here and there and throwing some rushed translation in. James offered to help you, but he was already neck deep in his own work and still recovering from the headache he got after throwing a look at your history textbook. The other classes were ok, and you did manage to do quite well so far.

You weren't the only one exhausted from your duties. Ever since that bath episode, Pure began to fall asleep more often even during their training. At noon they couldn't even play with their siblings anymore. Whenever you found them asleep, you would take them to the cat bed in your room and play their favorite songs on Spotify, while they relaxed. However, when they woke up, they were overcome with guilt for missing their tasks. That couldn't continue anymore. After an... erm... "discussion" between the Pale Beings, the Wyrm told his child that they had every weekend from then on free to do whatever they wanted.

They didn't know how to react to that. On one hand they had all that time to play with their siblings, but on the other... it felt strange to spend whole days without clashing nails with someone. They preferred to stay with you and offer to help supervise the little ones whenever you took them out. There were no words to describe how grateful you were for that.

Money come hard and go away in the blink of an eye. Whoever said that was a wise man. You had just gotten your allowance for that week and you were already stuck with a two-meter-long shopping list.

Turns out there were more things needed around the house than originally thought and now you were walking through the aisles of the store, looking at the list in your hand. Pure was sleeping in your shawl, snuggling against your neck together with Hornet and Ghost. Radiance was hiding in there as well, peeking out from time to time, to look at the items on display. She liked the department store, finding the vast amount of things interesting and besides, it was her first time out of the house.

"If you like this, wait until we go to the book store." you told her, gently petting her head. Next door was a great library with a relaxed atmosphere and a build in tea house with the most delicious teas you ever tasted.

You had to buy some other cleaning supplies, together with some fabric to make the bugs new clothes – you just had to see the children in sailor suits and White Lady agreed after seeing some photos with human babies wearing ones– some food, mostly fruits and veggies, toys, books, paint and drawing tools.

You planned to watch some old Disney movie with the babies later than day, and as everyone knew in these situations, snacks were a must. As you were staring at the sweets and chips filled shelves, trying to make up your mind what to pick, Ghost, Hornet and Pure woke up, their senses triggered by the strong smells. Radiance was the first to notice them.

"Hey kids! Slept well?" she asked, and you looked at the three heads popping out, smiling.

"Morning sleepy heads." you said and rearranged your shawl so that they could sit in more comfortably.