Skulduggery Pleasant and Valkyrie Cain walked into the library. The couple earned looks and stares which
they ignored. The Skeleton Detective pulled out a piece of paper and read an index number off it.
“KZ 247,” he read. He lifted his face, safely masked behind his façade. “Straight ahead.”
Valkyrie stuffed her hands in her coat pockets and reluctantly followed Skulduggery. She lightly stomped her feet as she did, purposefully defying the golden rule of libraries. Skulduggery grabbed a volume from the shelf and placed it on a nearby vacant desk. He sat down and motioned for his companion to do the same.
“You know, this will go a whole lot faster if you just set your mind to it,” said Skulduggery. Valkyrie huffed.
“I still cannot understand why we have to do this. I never heard of a mission with the objective of doing homework,” she said as she reached for the book. Sighing, she flipped it over and began reading ‘Late Medieval Periods of Britain and Ireland.’
“Ever since you and I partnered up, your grades have been slipping. Recently they have declined alarmingly. So I decided to help you with history since, well, I lived through some of it,” said Skulduggery.
“But what’s the point? It’s not like I’m ever going to end up a teacher or something.”
It was Skulduggery’s turn to sigh. “If you do not have the knowledge, then your Reflection doesn’t have it either. Which means that next time she takes a final exam for you, your results will be horrible. Following that, a series of disciplinary chain reaction will follow, and they will inevitable end up biting us in our proverbial behinds.”
“Well,” retorted Valkyrie “I can see why you want to tutor me. You are a smart ass after all.”
Skulduggery smiled. “Don’t forget ‘Genius’.”