Vlad Jr. arched a delicate eyebrow, rising from his seat with the calm dignity of a miniature prince. "If you insist," he said, adjusting his little tie.
The whole class immediately began whispering excitedly.
"Ohh, it's Vlad's turn!" Boo said dramatically. "Everyone, prepare for royal math!"
Kelpie splashed a bit of water like confetti. "Go, your majesty!"
Vlad Jr. walked up to the board, holding the chalk like a quill pen. He gave the professor a look that said watch and learn, then began writing gracefully. Each number curved like art, every line elegant and beautiful.
When he finished, he turned slightly, brushing imaginary chalk dust from his sleeve. "There," he said softly. "Perfection."
Professor Hobb checked it and nearly dropped his chalk. "Correct again?"
The babies erupted into cheers.
"Royal genius!" Boo shouted, doing midair cartwheels.
Drake groaned. "Okay, okay, fine. Class D is unstoppable."
