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Originally posted by Hera
She'd heard the words Professor and killed... and as quickly as she could heaved herself up from her seat. Oh wait... was that a muscle she pulled?.... Naaaahhh, it was all good.
Waddling over, frantically, she released a sigh of relief. "No... you didn't kill it," thank heavens, "... water that's not absorbed will dry, so no hard done." It was a one off. It'd survive.
Annabeth stopped crying, wiped her tears and struggled against the sobs, trying to smile at the teacher:
"Thank *hic* you, *hic* Professor *hic* Bentley. *hic* Sorry *hic* for ma*hic*king *hic* you stand *hic* up. I'm *hic* relieve *hic* that I *hic*didn't *hic*kill the *hic* tree."
Then she picked up her wand which was on the ground before someone could accidentally step on it and save it into her rucksack until the end of the lesson. The tree didn't need more water.