Routine....

[Sven]

Anthony raised a brow as he stared at Evan sitting there on one of the student's desk, guarding probably. "Excuse me, Eviekins..." The pervert called, his head tilted to the side a bit though his eyes cornered to watch him, "I believe you have your own class to attend, yes?"

[Evan]

Evan's eyebrow twitched slightly in annoyance. He thought for a moment then proceeded to massage his forhead with his fingers. "Maki." He said sternly, standing up and lowering his arm, looking over to her. "Today, you will be attending my class. Nothing interesting will be happening in this class with Mr. Reinhardt today." He said as he approached the girl, carefully assisting her to close her books to get her attention.

"You can sit in the back of my classroom. I'm sorry for troubling you, but it is against my better judgement to leave you alone with Anthony. So follow me, please." He spoke, his tone throughought all very professional and strong. He stood tall after speaking with her and waited for her to stand as well so he could escort her away from the pervert.

[Maki]

Maki looked over at the person who started to close her book. She quickly memorized the page number as it closed, listening to only the end of his short speech. She gave a small nod in acknowledgement and proceeded to put her things away and stand up to follow him, not seeing any reason to stay.

[Sven]

Anthony's jaw dropped as he heard Evan's statement. "NO! No, no, no, no!! You can't do that, she's MY student!!" The spectacled teacher demanded, slapping his chest while doing so, and hurting himself in the process as he rubbed his thorax...

Anthony ran to where Evan's heading, Maki's table, and seeing how Maki just stood up following him up like that, the black-haired teacher freaked out, "No, come ON!! This is so not fair...!" he moaned, pouting as he did and tries to hold Maki back from walking any further by locking his grip on her shoulders, stopping her movement.

"Eviekins, she's MY student...! You can't take her away from me or this class!"

[Evan]

Evan turned around, looking at Anthony with a piercing stare. "If her teacher is a danger to her health and general well being, I can use my own judgement as your senior to remove her from your classroom until you have more students in here so that you will not be focused on just one innocent girl." He said sternly with a professional tone, standing tall.

He reached out and took Maki's hand, carefully tugging her toward him and quickly moving between her and Anthony. "You know as well as I that you're no match for me." He muttered in a strong, warning tone. "Now go find someone your own age to mess with." He spoke normally in his strong and stern voice before turning and carefully leading Maki out of the classroom.

[Sven]

Anthony's face fell as Evan made it clear on who's taking Maki here. He heavy-heartedly releases his grip on Maki, and dropped his head low when the cat-demon muttered the fact that there's no way Anthony can excel higher than Evan. "...Fine. Do what you must." His head is still hanging low as he spoke, his tone of voice seeming like the cat-demon just broke him with his piercing words.

Sitting on Maki's earlier desk, Anthony stared at the door of his class with a smile, "I can always have next time."

[Lyssa]

Christy skipped along down the halls to her next class, followed closely by her sister Annabelle. She swiftly turned through the doorway. Her face instantly dropping to that of horror as she ran back out into the hall. Christy grapped ono Annabelle's hand and pulled her away from the room. "Let's just skip this class from now on, Bella." She said, walking, her thoughts fuming angry at the perverted teacher she had recognized in the room.

While being pulled away from the classroom, Annabelle looked back toward the door. "But.... It's not good to skip classes." She said, looking at the back of Christy's head as she was being pulled away from the classroom.

[Sven]

Anthony blinked at a familliar girl emerging from the door he's busy staring at, who once saw him, quickly dodged away from sight. Anthony smiled with a sigh, shaking his head sideways at the implausibly chance of bumping into those charming twins again.

The teacher quickly skipped away from the table he's sitting on, peeked outside the door and grinned. "Miss Reeves!! Please! Do you two have this class? It's starting right now~!"

[Lyssa]

"We have no such class!" Christy denied annoyedly, thinking 'Damnit' over and over in her head as she pulled Annabelle away with her.

Annabelle looked back at the voice that almost seemed somewhat familiar though unable to recognise the person's face nor well whether they were male or female. She must have known this person, however, for them to know her last name. Her brows furrowed in thought for a moment, trying to place the voice with some memory though being unsuccessful.

[Sven]

"Oh really?" Anthony asked back, now stepping out of the class and following them, "Please Miss Christy, I pledge to you that when I'm in class, I'm not the same man you see at the Coffee Bean. I'll try not to anyway. ...Please give me a second chance?" By now, he ran in front of the twins, securing his hands together in a begging state and literally kneels in front of them.

"I just want to teach. ...Please."

[Lyssa]

'Coffee Bean?' She thought for a second then that blushy smile appeared on her face again like before remembering what happened. 'Anthony.' She thought, smiling her blushy smile at him. 'You can teach me anything.' She thought, her mind flowing over similar perverted scenes as it had done before and she giggled lightly.

Christy looked over at Annabelle, realizing something he said must have reminded her then glared at him again. "I will never acknowledge you as my teacher, you pervert!" She shouted then turned to run the other way, pulling Annabelle behind her, who looked back at Anthony with that same blushy smile, wanting him to stop them again.

[Sven]

'Exactly, mallo cups.' Anthony replied, trying not to smirk as he's still facing and begging Christy, 'Glad you remember me.' When Christy dragged Annabelle off to the other way, the teacher get back up on his feet and ran passed the siblings, and stopped right near his class door, gesturing them to go in.

"Please, carrot ca-- I-I mean Miss Reeves. Do you expect me to lock the doors and windows to this class after you get in?? That would probably destroy my whole career here and never be able to get back here again. Do you want that??"

[Lyssa]

Annabelle giggled lightly as she thought of being alone with Anthony in a locked room.

Christy stepped back, moving her arm out in front of her sister to keep her away from the perverted teacher. "I wouldn't mind you getting fired and not being around to try to take my precious sister!" She said angrily, glaring at the perverted pedophile in front of her.

Annabelle thought opposite to her sister and subtly suggested the idea of a private room where no one would find them. She giggled lightly at this thought too, smiling and blushing at Anthony from the other side of her sister's arm. She wanted this person. She hadn't been with someone who could read minds before and greatly enjoyed that special talent of his.

[Sven]

Anthony stood back straight, blinking at Christy in a hurt manner. "Miss Reeves, that would be impolite of a teacher to take a 16-year-old out. Really, are you going to skip your whole Telepathy and Telekinesis class just because of me? Because if you are, then...then I guess I'll stop this nonsense now..." He straightened his arms down and waved them back and forth like a child that just got scolded.

While he's looking down though, nobody could see he was smirking while reading Annabelle's thoughts, perceptive enough to understand her elusive idea. But then, he turned to Christy, detecting how angry the other twin is. Though it's very unlikely of him to take sympathy on anyone, it's rather understandable how a sister could feel because of situations like this. Anthony's eyebrows creased slightly at the thought, having the only one you have being taken away by stranger. 'Mallo cups...truly, why are you enjoying this...? As much as I'd like to be with you, your sister... She will be...sad, correct? And...doesn't it ever occur to you that I might be lying, or I might not care for you?'

Anthony raised a hand, straight beside his head as he stared sharply at Christy, "Truly. I promise you." His spectacles fogged up again as he made his oath, but the rest of his feautures seemed solemn enough that it almost looked like he's really speaking the truth about this.

[Lyssa]

'Christy always acts like this. She knows she's the most important person in my life no matter who I decide to spend my nights with.' Annabelle thought in return to Anthony's questions. She held a small smile on her face still as she looked at her sister's arm that was still straight out, only the faintest bit of blush on her cheeks. 'I don't care if you're lying....' She thought in return, a heavy fog clouding some distant memory that she could never exactly remember. 'I like you anyway.'

She looked up at him with the faintest smile on her face. Just beneath the surface of her thoughts laid the thought that stuck within both of them. 'Only my sister will ever truly care for me.' They're thoughts were unison just beneath the surface.

Christy grabbed and held Annabelle's hand, moving somewhat in front of her. "Never touch my sister." she ordered in a somewhat angry voice, glaring at him, not wholly trusting him.

'She doesn't have to know if we meet in private.' Annabelle thought to him. 'You know how I want to. It doesn't matter if you don't feel fully the same, if it's only because you simply want someone in bed with you.... I would do it, without question or complaint. ' Annabelle thought, the slight cloud in her mind stretching a bit further, blocking out a few more memories until only this moment was present in her mind. Like nothing else existed.