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Tinka 
*POP*
Tinka landed, feet first on the desk of the Astronomy professor. Sliding all over the papers he had piled on it, she squeaked loudly as her legs went from under her and she fell off onto the floor. "Owww," she whined, closing her eyes and rubbing her bumped head.
Opening them again, she looked up, all tearful. "Oh, oh, oh...TINKA SORRY, Mr professor Sir! Tinka didn't know you had class now. She..she...ohhhhhh." Tinka scrambled to her feet and pulled on the bandages she had wrapped around her ironed hands. Studentsies. Not good.
"Tinka was just going to - to clean, Mr sir," she stammered, leaning forward and eyes darting underneath the desk, looking for something. "Eeeeee. Sorry. Tinka very sorry for getting in the way!"
Kennedy was writing what he had said on his notebook. He never knew if this was going to be in the final. He was about to reached in his bag for his pencil sharpener when he heard a pop.
What was that?!
He sat up straight and his eyes landed on the small elf. It wasn't Nimma. It was another one. He flinched when she hit her head and had a strong urge to go up and help her, but he wasn't sure if Professor Roslund would allow that. Sure, he was a nice teacher and all, but he didn't want to risk house points. Since he was sitting at the front he slightly leaned over the his desk, but not too much attract attention.
"Are you alright?" he whispered very low that his classmates wouldn't hear and his lips hardly moved.
Plus, it was just a question of concern. He couldn't possibly get in trouble for that, right. He was being nice.