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Fizz sat up. "Quiz me," he said suddenly.
John glanced at him. "Why."
"So I can be useful and also stop dying of boredom," Fizz said. "Ask me a question. I will answer wrong and you will fix me and feel very smart."
John hid a smile. "Name two things you do not do in a test room."
Fizz lifted a paw like a child at a school. "Sing," he said. "And explode."
"Acceptable," John said. "Three ways to show a teacher you respect the room."
"Feet quiet," Fizz said. "Hands quiet. Mouth quiet. If you must cough, you cough in your heart. If you wanna fart. Then fart in a silent tone."
John made a small mark. "Close," he said. "Add: eyes on your paper."
Fizz nodded fast. "Eyes on my paper," he said. "Not on the person next to me, even if they make a face."
They went on that way for a while. Fizz played the fool. John played the teacher. Both of them learned.
