"I was only-- I was just-- I only meant to-- ow! ow! ow!" Now this was ridiculous. Helios wasn't just some little kid that you could drag around by whatever you could grab onto. He was just as tall, if not taller, than the professor who was dragging him by the ear.

He was rueing this day. Rueing it hard.

Helios had tried to be polite to the professors. Helios tried to keep Krissy from getting in trouble. Tried, tried, tried. In the words of Yoda "Do, or do not, there is no try" it would seem that Helios was deep enough in do not that even the force would have a hard time pulling him out of that quagmire.

Whether it really happend, or only appeared that way in the imagination; the boys hair seemed to flare a spiteful red color, his chest filling with air to reply. But a glance at Krissy, and the defiant winds no longer blew. What was once a raging storm, became only a pitiful breeze. A defeated sigh that left the princes head bowed down low.

"I am sorry. I meant no offense, sirs. Mam." Rueing still, he stalked off towards the headmasters office to rue some more.

RUE!