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Andrew just rolled his eyes.

"I'm just wondering if it would work." he said.

"Luke and Kelly are... polar opposites in terms of their genes." he went on.

"Plus, their elemental alignment, so to speak." he continued.

"I dunno, maybe I'm just worried about him." he then sighed.

"Ah, he must be on another hunt." Andrew said.

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A few months had passed, and Andrew had noticed something with their son. At first, he seemed to be reluctant to go to the tutoring sessions with Kelly.

Then he seemed embarrassed.

Then he seemed to be all right with it.

And then he seemed to actually be EAGER for them... to the point where if he'd gotten the date wrong, or if it had to be cancelled for whatever reason, he seemed to be genuinely disappointed and somewhat dejected.

Luke had just disappeared from the den to head to Kelly's place, when Andrew looked at Anna.

"Anna." he said to her.

"Have you noticed the changes in our son's attitude over the course of the past few months?" he asked her.

Luke just nodded.

"All right." he replied.

"That works for me." he said.

"Awesome!" Andrew chimed in.

"I suppose we're done here, then." he said.

"Kelly, say hello to your father and mother for me." he said to the girl.

Luke was silent for a moment, before shaking his head quickly.

"No!" he said.

"No, this is fine." he told them.

"Good." Andrew responded.

"Right then, I guess that about covers it." he said.

"Kelly, we'll work around your schedule." he told Kelly.

"Let us know if you need anything from us."

Luke was certainly surprised when he saw who it was.

He knew who she was, and they had met numerous times in the past, but... something seemed... different now.

He was seeing her in a new way.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on it right now.

"Kelly." Andrew greeted Kelly.

"Thank you for agreeing to teach our son how to not be a disaster in the kitchen." he thanked her.

"Huh?" Luke asked.

"Yes." Andrew said.

"Your two options are to repeat the year, or have a private tutor help you catch up and get your grade up to snuff." he told Luke.

"From the ground up, it would seem." he added.

"Except for your baking. That seems to be fine. But your actual cooking is going to require someone with... considering skill... teaching you." he said further.

Luke just shrank down into himself a bit when his mother said what she did.

"...........yeah." he said.

"I know." he muttered.

"So why didn't you?" Andrew asked.

"Because cooking... is simple!" Luke exclaimed suddenly. "I shouldn't be so stupid as to need someone to tutor me on how to do it!" he said, shame in his tone.

".......simple?" Andrew asked.

"My son, cooking is anything BUT simple." he told him.

"....huh?" Luke muttered, glancing towards them.

"Highly doubtful." Andrew responded.

"And even if it does become airborne, I can grow flowers to neutralize it." he said.

"Regardless, I'll leave you to do your thing." he told her.

"Odds are your mother will want to see you when she gets home." he went on.

"So... be prepared for that."

"I understand." Andrew responded.

"And, truth be told, I'm not even mad." he told her.

"So you're not going to get any sort of lecture or whatever." he said.

"Not from me, anyway." he added.

"We'll see about your mother when she gets home..." he then added.

Andrew nodded again.

"Makes sense." he said.

"And good on you for such planning." he told her.

"Still, you'll need to learn about controlling your poisons." he said further.

"You seem to be able to produce some very dangerous and potent ones."

".....hm." Andrew muttered.

"I see." he said.

"Fair enough. I suppose." he said further.

"Right, soooooo... nobody else knows." he commented.

"Got it." he said.

"I'll make sure to keep my tongue when talking to Casey, especially, seeing as she talks about sculpting from time to time." he then added.

Andrew was silent as he heard that.

"Well, I don't understand why you'd keep this quiet, but all right." he said.

"Your secret is safe with me." he assured her.

"Does anyone else know of this?" he asked.

"Anyone at all? Like... I dunno, does Casey know of this?" he asked further.

"She doesn't really sculpt all that much to my knowledge, but she IS an artist." he reasoned with a small shrug.

"....huh." Andrew muttered.

"I... this is new." he said.

"I never knew you were into sculpting." he commented.

"And I can see the progress being made as I look through your pieces." he went on.

"Some of these are really quite good." he then complimented her.

"Since when have you been into sculpting, anyway?" he asked.

Andrew raised an eyebrow when he heard that.

"...sculpting?" he asked.

"All right, I did NOT expect that." he said.

"Teach me not to make assumptions..." he then muttered.

He then looked to her closet, and shrugged.

"Sure." he said.

"You have me QUITE curious now." he admitted, making his way to the door of the closet.

He then opened it, and peered inside.