quackity and schlatt in the scholomance
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"Heyyyyy, Alex, my man! Who'd you bring?"

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"Hi everyone, I'm Alex, this is my boyfriend Schlatt, I'm from Puerto Vallarta, he's from Essex, we're sophomores and we're interested in this, this project you guys have going. I'm excited to get to know you all!"

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"You didn't tell me Wilbur was cute," Schlatt stage-whispers to Alex, who rolls his eyes.

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...Ugh. Well, they're sophomores.

"I'm Wilbur. Brighton. Pleasure to meet you. This is Eret and Niki."

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"Nice to meet you." Nod. "What are your affinities? I do long-range divination. Not the most useful in here, but hey."

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"I do traps, Wilbur does songs, Niki bakes."

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"And Schlatt?"

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"I do drugs."

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"Great! That's--that's really great, actually, we can definitely work with that. Make a little potion business."

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"I dunno if I'll show up all the time. You'll do my homework when I do, right?"

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...Sigh. "I think as long as, as long as you help us out, we'll help you out. So, yes, that can include homework help."

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"Well. I've already got Alex here for language practice, isn't that right, guapito?"

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"Of course."

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....He does not roll his eyes, because they're sophomores and he needs them, but it takes a lot of self-control.

 

"Well, this is--this is great! New people! What homework do you have, I probably can't help with the magic parts but I'm good at English and history and I probably have most of your languages?" That last part was maybe rude. Oh well.

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Schlatt's homework, it turns out, is less hard than the homework Wilbur was already doing, so that's easy. If he can get occasional mana and potions out of this he'll be incredibly happy. This is exactly why multi-year groups are so useful.

Alex's homework is mostly harder than Wilbur's, but not to the point where it's impossible to help with. (And Alex technically isn't a real member anyway, just accompanying Schlatt, so any helping there is strictly optional.)

They both flirt with each other an obnoxious amount, but they also flirt with him quite a bit more than he expected them to, which is--a bit flattering, if he's being honest. It definitely makes Schlatt's company more interesting if Wilbur focuses on his cheekbones rather than his personality.

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"I think I'll have a prototype working soon," Eret announces near the end of their meeting.

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"Oh?"

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"Right, I've got it laid out like this--there's two main components, see, there's the actual alarm and then there's the container for it which has a trap built in--for mals or thieves, whichever, if it wants to get at the actual alarm it'll trigger a different alarm."

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"That's really cool."

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"Thank you. The container prooooobably isn't going to be very mobile, so most likely I'll end up building it here, but we'll see."

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"That's awesome, man! You really lucked out with your affinity, huh, traps, I mean, I bet you're gonna make all sorts of awesome stuff."

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"Thank you."

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Wilbur is not jealous. Look. He is smiling. He is going to take deep breaths and smile and not throw himself at their feet and beg reassurance that they still like him even if Eret's better at everything and cooler and has a more useful affinity and is better at producing mana and has a deeper voice and nicer hair. It's fine. He's fine about all of that. And soon the meeting will be over and he can go to his room and cry.

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Time passes. Wilbur's pillow is wet more nights than not. It's fine. He's fine. Everything's under control. Sometimes Schlatt and Alex show up to meetings, sometimes they don't. Eret sets up the alarm, and Wilbur is, reluctantly, extremely grateful for having a warning that doesn't rely on one of them happening to check.

They (well, mostly Wilbur) do Schlatt's homework and are rewarded with some potions; they sell about half to an upperclassman enclaver and split the rest between themselves.

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