Tech decides to join Percy in his biology class and soon realizes the true purpose of school: to bore teenagers.

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"Cut it out in there!" Percy hissed as quietly as he could.


"You try getting comfy in someone's pocket!" Tech snapped back. The little mutt hybrid poked his little green head out finally and sucked in a deep breath of clean air. "Ah, finally! You really gotta shower more. Stinks in there!"


"Well excuse me for having to run to class because you decided to hitch a ride!" Percy snapped back. The rather portly bear was panting as he ran across the campus, bouncing Tech along in his shirt pocket the whole way. He wasn't unathletic per-say, but having to sprint nearly a mile to get to class on time usually wore most people out. "And...! you're the one who turned off my alarm this morning!"


"You put it right next to my bed," Tech retorted, crossing his arms. "Unlike you, some of us would like to sleep in sometimes." He huffed indignantly at that, eliciting a low growl that rumbled in Percy's chest, shaking Tech to no end.


"You always sleep in!" He had half a mind to make Tech fly all the way back home, but even he knew that wasn't a great idea. It would have been too far of a flight by the time he even noticed his brother in his shirt pocket. He was a fast flyer for his size, but he was an inch tall. There was only so much you could do at that height. And unfortunately, he knew Dale would kill him for even thinking about it. "This is why I hate it when you sleep in my room."


"That's cold dude," Tech tutted. "And I even made you toaster strudel this morning."


"Dale made it."


"It was my idea."


"You just wanted to eat the icing."


"... You win this round." With that, the minuscule fur finally retreated into Percy's pocket to sulk, leaving Percy to finish his run to class in peace. He was too out of breath to be arguing with him right then.


Thankfully, Percy was able to reach his class on time. Just barely. He skid into the room just behind the professor, a rhino, completely out of breath, and awkwardly shuffled to a seat in the back of the room. As soon as he sat down, he was made aware of the many sweat stains that now decorated his shirt. Uncomfortable and unsightly, great.


"We there yet?" Tech said, poking his head out once again as the lecture began. Percy did his best to ignore his little brother and took out his notebook and a pencil. Tech frowned. "Huh, guess so." He squirmed around in the pocket, eventually pulling himself out and plopping on top of Percy's notebook. The page was already full of random notes that Tech could barely make sense of. What the hell was a ribosome anyway? All he knew about Biology was that the mitochondria was the powerhouse of the cell. Whatever that meant.


As Percy furiously scribbled down whatever the professor was droning on about, Tech took a walk around the expanse of the page, casually reading whatever he could. It all made no sense out of context, but he was pretty sure he was learning... something. At least he knew that proteins made up all of the random genes. He just wasn't entirely sure what a protein was. Something in the milkshakes Dale always had apparently.


"Would you quit stomping around my notes?" Percy suddenly hissed. "You're making tracks. Somehow." Tech looked over his shoulder. Indeed, there were paw-shaped imprints of still wet ink leading all around some areas of the paper. Not enough to obscure any notes of course; his feet were too small for that. But it was still a bit of a distraction.


"I dunno. Looks kinda nice to me."


Without responding, Percy quickly pushed Tech off of his perch on his notes. The inch-tall dragon mutt had no ability to resist the giant bear paw coming down to sweep him away, and he fell to his butt on the somewhat cold desktop. "That was rude you know!" He shouted up indignantly. Percy didn't so much as glance in his direction. Tech crossed his arms and started looking around. Just past the many-yard high cliff of Percy's huge, furry arm, he could see another college student dutifully taking notes. The zebra looked far more interesting than Percy was being at that moment. But he'd already promised to stay out of everyone's way.


"College is way less interesting than I thought it'd be..." he muttered. For what felt like eternity, he sat there, occasionally pacing around the desk, sometimes giving his wings a few lazy flaps, and vaguely listening to the professor speak. The rhino had a lulling effect to his voice. The longer Tech listened, the more he wanted to fall asleep. How was anyone expected to listen to him drone on about transcription for three hours!?


Finally, Tech dared to look at the clock. To his utter horror, only 15 minutes had passed. He stared, open mouthed at the two hands. "This is the worst form of torture," he groaned. He'd had enough. This was too boring to sit through any longer. At the very least, he wanted a closer look at the chalk board. Maybe he could draw some stuff on it while no one was looking.


Making sure Percy wasn't looking, Tech edged around the desk to an edge that the bear couldn't see from that angle. And then, hopped off, spreading his wings to catch some air and zooming off to the front of the room. He kept to the air far above the students' heads in the lecture hall, not wanting to be spotted. Strangers had an annoying habit of thinking he was cute and trying to coddle him or whatever. They were all weirdos in his opinion.


Finally, Tech neared the chalkboard and zoomed down for a landing on the metal tray extending from the bottom to hold chalk. The rhino still had his attention turned to the other end, so Tech had plenty of space to do what he wanted. He scooped up some white dust in both paws and took to the air a bit to reach the green surface in front of him. And with that, he went to work.


Oddly enough, rubbing his paws against a chalkboard wasn't a comfortable experience. It felt weird against his paw pads. But it was far preferable to sitting around and listening to that rhino drone on and on. Though speaking of which, he wasn't hearing that background noise any more. It had faded into something almost ignorable at that point.


Finally, curiosity overtook Tech and he had to check what was going on. He looked over to the side, and saw that the professor was gone! "Huh, how'd such a big guy disappear like that?"
Suddenly, there was a woosh of air and a flash of warped light all around Tech, followed by a booming, "Gotcha!" He didn't even have a chance to react to the sudden change before a meaty, grey hand was placed before a ring of... glass? He spun around in the air to face the opposite site of what he then realized was a jar, and recoiled in surprise at the huge brown eye staring at him.


"Oh, I guess the professor found me," he muttered as he tried to keep from slamming into the jar walls while the rhino moved him back to the desk. "Peachy."


"Now class, this is a great segue into our next unit on genetic mutations!" he said excitedly. His voice was muffled and distorted from within the jar. He could just barely make out wavy colors and shapes in the distance. If he focused, he could see the students in the front row trying to lean forward and get a closer look. "You may not be able to see very clearly, but I just found a micro flitting around the chalk board." Man, Tech could almost hear Percy groaning from the back of the room. Or maybe that was his imagination. "A draconic hybrid if I'm not mistaken. As you many know, micros suffer from a genetic mutation that causes them to shrink, beginning from around the onset of puberty. It's a fairly rare condition, so running into one is rather rare."


Now more than a bit annoyed by all of this, Tech lowered himself to the floor of the jar. He didn't ask to be some science lesson. "Does anyone have any questions about Microism? Yes Percy?"


"Yeah, that's um, my younger brother you've got in there." There was a silence in the room for a few seconds, before the rather sweaty hand covering the top of the jar retreated. After a moment, Tech lifted himself out of the jar and flew out, hovering above it to look around a bit. All eyes in the room were on him, even though he had to be a dot in their vision to most people.


"Ah, so this is your brother, huh?" The professor said a bit incredulously.


"Y-yeah. He sorta followed me to class today."


"Is that so?" he raised an eyebrow and looked down again at Tech, who was more or less hovering in front of his face by then. That huge horn was a bit distracting. How does he see around this thing...? "Well thank you for joining us here for class today, Mr-"


"Tech."


"Right, Mr. Tech."


"It's a nickname..." Percy said with a groan.


"LIES!" Tech shouted back, although no one but the professor could even hear that.


Finally, the rhino cleared his throat. "Ah, well I would like to get back to teaching, so if you could take your seat with your brother, that would be fantastic."


"Yeah, sure." Tech eagerly zipped away back to the back of the lecture hall, hoping to avoid the prying eyes of all of the students still staring at him. This kind of attention was not what he needed on a monday morning. Though Percy probably wasn't enjoying it much either.


Rather than face his likely annoyed brother, Tech zoomed into an open pocket in the bear's backpack. He should have hidden in there from the start. There was always a hat or something to take a nap on. And boy, did he really feel like napping after that. Besides, there was still another hour to this lecture. BORING!


But just before nodding off, something did register in Tech's head. The professor said something about "Microism" and "Cure". But hey, he could worry about that when he actually had to take college courses.