"What are you talking about Scott? The roof was grey tile."
"I should think I know better than anybody what the color of the roof was, Gaia. I was the first student here, remember?"
"Yeah but you wear those dorky red glasses all the time. They must interfer with how you see color?"
Damn these kids. None of them just do what they're told. It's like they don't respect me at all. "Look kid, I am in charge of this school and you will -"
"I am not a 'kid', Scott. I am thousands of years old. If you want me to repair the school, I will. For the Professor and for the students. But I don't want to hear any of your lame, incorrect input. Or would you like your room to be the size of a kitty liter box?"
"Hey Scott!" Colossus called. Thank goodness for the interruption. "The Professor is on the phone long distance from Hacknor!"
I hurried inside and grabbed the phone. "Uh . . hello?"
"Scott, how wonderful to hear your voice."
"Oh, hi Professor. How are things on Hacknor?"
"A little hot but otherwise quite a bit of fun. I've picked up a new sidekick. His name is Arthur. I think you two will get along just fine."
"Oh, that's nice. Well, it's been good talking to you. Thanks for calling. Bye!"
"Wait a minute." Damn. "Fred tells me there has been some problems at the school lately."
"Well . . Wolverine had clogged up the downstairs toilet, but I took care of it."
"Really? Anything else?"
"Um . . not really. Nope. Everything is just running pretty smoothly otherwise. Yep. Seems like old times."
"You didn't misplace any students?"
"Students? Oh you mean that Elixir kid? He, um, had a sleepover but he's back now, safe and sound."
"Well that's good news. I don't - what? - oh okay - sorry Scott. Henchman just made a pitcher of Margaritas out by the pool. Have to go."
"Hey sure, no problem-o. Call anytime."
As the phone line clicked off, I collapsed in a sweaty pool. I think I'm going to go take a nap for a week or two.