The blond couldn’t help but snort at the woman’s answer. Of course she would believe that. After all, the kids were how he and Gwen had met. And, no, not like that, alright. She was a teacher. He had school-aged children. Parent nights happened, alright. And Gwendolyn was funny and kind and a good person.
She also happened to put up with waaaaay more of the Pendragon’s brand of bullshit than most people could shake a stick at. It was truly inspiring.
“A normal person,” he joked, smiling widely at her. “Really, though. It ain’t like Is has anythin’ better tah do. She don’t like her teacher. Says she ain’t all that fun. That’s why we’re doin’ this project, hoping tah get her involved enough in class.” His little girl was bright, dangerously so, and she grew bored easily. Arthur had gotten numerous calls from the school about it, but there wasn’t anything he could do. He wasn’t going to punish her for being smart.
Arthur thought about what she was saying for a minute, sipping at his drink, and shook his head. “Because you care about the kids. You love teaching them. You love watching them light up like a fuckin’ Christmas tree when they get somethin’ right. And you don’t have the patience for grown-ass idiots. So you leave that shit show tah me.” He shot her a bright smile, grin stretching wide across his face, before he sat back in his chair, arm outstretched over part of the winged back.
“Sure yah will,” he agreed, easily, as he always did. “Don’ see why not. ‘S not disgustingly early in the day, and I ain’t got anywhere tah be. I can walk back.”
Chuckling, she shakes her head, “So I’ve heard.” She felt bad for finding the situation even a little amusing but she’d done her best to help said teacher only to be ignored. “Is, isn’t wrong though. I’ve heard a few of the complaints she’s had but she thinks her way is the only way.” She shrugs waving a hand.
Her nose scrunched as if his words had disgusted her but the curl of her lips told otherwise. “Yes, I suppose I do care about the little demons.” She jokes, a light chuckle leaving her. Cheeks flushed knowing Arthur knew this about her. Knew how much she truly enjoyed her job and the kids. “And you’re right, I have zero patience for idiotic adults. I’d end up in jail for smacking someone with a chair.” She laughs.
“Do you really think I’m going to let you walk? And just when I thought you knew me.” She shook her head in faux disappointment, sighing heavily to sell her act. “Or do you just want me to say I’ll give you a ride?”