"What's the answer to question five?" 

"A- Apples and oranges...?"

"Hippopotamus!"

"Guys, this is a math test."

Okay, when I said I wanted to teach Prince Luis in his studies, I definitely did not imagine it this way. 

My hair was parted aside in low pigtails, red glasses perched on the bridge of my nose as I considered the two before me.

Luis was wearing a simple button-up with a red ribbon, looking very much like the little child he was. He shrank further into his seat with each moment, the papers before him looking emptier each second.

Michela, her hair worn in an immensely difficult-looking braid, smiled shamelessly.

Beside her, Victor continued writing down on his paper, ignoring the two beside him, before he finally put down his pencil, raised his hand, and asked, "thirty-five degrees southwest."

And I folded my arms with a pleased nod, "correct."

As if that was some legendary achievement, the two whirled around to look at the redhead prince, wearing equally horrified expressions. 

"So cool!" Michela squealed, "you're like, three years younger than me but I don't even understand this!"

Victor scowled, "that's because you neglect your studies, Lady Michela."

"You think you're gonna skip a grade too?" Michela asked, evidently excited, "then maybe all of us can fit into the academy together! When me and Teri are third years, Ava and Luis will be a second years, and then Vic and Nico will enter as first years!"

"Well, that does sound interesting..."

Luis flinched at the mention of his name.

And suddenly, it was like a crowd of pressure clouded him-- he looked down, dejected by the sheer fact that his younger brother was very clearly smarter than him.

I huffed.

"We'll need to divide the effort," I decided, "we're getting nowhere like this."

Victor perked up, "and what do you suppose we do? This study meeting was your idea, after all-- I did not see the need for me to attend it myself--"

I clapped resolutely. "I take Luis, and you take Mica," I delegated firmly, pointing between me and Victor, "we'll have these two take another test in two hour's time."

An eerie glint sparkled in Victor's eyes, "is this a challenge?"

A smirk graced my features, and Victor's glare was determined.

Luis shivered.

"I- I uh, Mic- Lady Michela I- I think we might... die, today," he whispered frantically to the girl, his trembling hands clutching at her sleeves.

Michela laughed.