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Canti started school a little while ago, but apparently they don't teach anything there.

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"A, B, C, D, E, G, P..."

"Arrrrrnt!" Keiran yawned from his place on the couch, jutting his thumb downwards to signal his mild disapproval. The ant sitting at the coffee table blinked at him, then slowly lowered his antennae with his disappointment. Wrong? Again?

"That's alright, Canti." Lucas soothed the boy, gently running his hand over the D-Corper's back. A silent reproachful look was passed to the redhead before the photographer shuffled through the papers in hand. "We'll take it slow."

"Okay.." Gripping the table uncertainly, Canti sighed. They'd been trying ever since he'd gotten home from Miss Kat's class and he still couldn't remember a thing of what he'd learned. Yet he was supposed to do worksheet? Well, coloring wasn't so hard, but Lucas just didn't seem willing to be settled with it. He wanted memorization, and some simple understanding.

"So, do you know what this letter is?" The brunette questioned, prodding one of the worksheets.

"A-Aay?"

"Right! 'A' for Alligator. See? They drew pictures. Go ahead and color it in and write the letter."

Smiling somewhat gratefully, the ant child reached for his crayon box and took up several crayons to occupy his many hands. "Aay, bee, see... How am I to be drawing them, Lu?"
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If he sees them, I think he can identify them. The first few anyway. But that's alright, isn't it?





After some time, I had to go see about the twins and make sure they were still asleep. Waking up for the twins is a moment of grogginess then chaos until they wear themselves out again. I left Keiran in charge of Canti's studies during that time.
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"Okay, Maggot. This is G. Gee for Genocide and Gas. ******** this 'gold'." The redhead stayed lounging upon the couch, but turned mostly towards his newfound pupil. "Say it."

"Gee. Keiran, what is this 'genocide'?"

"Nevermind. Next letter. Honestly, kid, the Seraphic runes are so much harder than this and it took me a couple centuries to learn them. Still don't know them all. Now H. Aach. H for Hell- which is where most of the human worms go when they die. According to this p***y sheet, it also stands for Hawk. Whatever. You know what that is?"

"I-it's a bird, right?"

"Mm. See, I knew you weren't that stupid. Alright. Now recite the alphabet up to I. Every time you get it wrong, I'm gonna smack you in the head. C'mere."
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Note to self- don't let Keiran teach again. I bet that b*****d did this on purpose. I had to put Canti down to bed after I got back because he had a headache. That damn brute. I don't care how much work he got done.

















Canti still doesn't have a good memorization of his letters, but he can identify them now... as well as give some atrocious examples of which words start with everything past G. Thank God he taught Canti how to count by his toes and not dead bodies or something like that. Understands numbers pretty well- I'm surprised.

-Lucas

A child is expected to know certain things at certain ages.
In order to obtain rights to their Dragon(egg), they must prove they can meet these requirements.

The following sheet is for your child to fill out, with mild help from their guardian, then sent back to D-corp. (PM ot the mule)

Also any changes, even minor such as haircuts, should be reported to the D-corp to be logged and filed.

Thankyou,
D-corp

Why do these sort of things always happen to me? Why am I always bearing the bad luck?

Well, in the end Canti got what he wanted- our new little blue boy is sticking around for now. Oh! Not that I didn't try to give him to another good home, because I assure you, journal, that I did. I didn't get a picture of him because he seems to really hate cameras, but I did make a lot of fliers to put up around the park and in town about a found child.

You wouldn't believe how many people are missing their babies. It's frightening.

I had kept the description of him off because, as you may guess, I didn't want just anyone coming by and making off with a free baby. Why, oh why did I ever think of that brilliant idea? Really, sometimes I wish I could just care less like Keiran does, and I wish I was horrible enough a person to hand a clearly abandoned child to a perfect stranger. For all I know, some of these people could have been planning to eat him.

Four days of people coming in and out to tell me about their baby. Today I went to take down all the signs and Canti helped. The boy is really more clever than I give him credit for, I think. I may just be a little scared. In those days, he has successfully sold the new boy to the twins until they practically scratch their way out of the playpen when he's in the room. And if I were to believe the source, my little boy has been standing guard outside until the end trying to interrogate the potential parents. Of course, I cut off this sort of bullying the first day, but he's been finding ways to get himself back out.

He dropped a flower-pot (with flower) on top of someone's head, then had to go outside to 'clean' the porch for five hours. I never knew the boy to be so determined... No. Yes I did. When Canti sets his mind on something, it usually gets done. Schoolwork, cleaning, and now... this baby boy.

I figured that if it's that important to him, I'll keep him and do my best to raise him.

But oh, Lord, the diapers.

And I need to go get some new clothes for the baby.

We can't call him Bluelette or Bluebird forever...

I'm going to go wash my hands.

-Lucas Fasane

After much thought and serching the gift that was decided on is a simple one but one appropriate to the season. Wrapped in crisp gold paper is four gloves for the receivers four hands stripped in black and white with little perfect snowflakes patterned across the black stripes. Each glove is longer than the usual wrist length pairs and reaches mid way up between wrist and elbow. The material used is soft and fury and the colors are flawless with newness.
To go with the gloves a scarf has also been provided. Following the gloves leading pattern it is black with small white snowflakes decorating it. And long tassels at each end. The scarf is wrapped individually from the gloves in a smaller packet of silver and selotaped atop it. Making a quite handsome package all in all.