Keeper of the Lost Cities React

KotLC React to Texas Instruments Calculators (TI-84+)

A U T H O R ' S N O T E

Okay, if you don't know what a Texas Instruments TI-84+ calculator looks like/does, then I highly recommend that you search it up.  If you don't this chapter will be reallllly confusing for you.  Also, some people might say that Dex will act a bit OOC in this chapter, but he's only teasing, and we all known that Dex and Keefe always like to get on each other's nerves (even though they're 'friends' when they gang up on Fitz).

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D I S C L A I M E R

All the views presented in this chapter are completely the author's and does not mean you have to agree. Just don't give me grief about how we share opposing views, kay?

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R A N D O M I N S P I R A T I O N A L Q U O T E

"And I pledge allegiance to be somebody real
There's no more holding it back
I'm showing them how I feel 'cause love is more than a word
It's a noun, and a verb, and hiding it is absurd
Ya heard"

- Lecrae, featured in Britt Nicole's Ready or Not

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Keefe:  LOOK GUYS!  *shows them the screen*

KEEFE SENCEN IS AWESOME

Sophie:  Uh...that's not what you're supposed to use a calculator for, Keefe.  *clicks ENTER and an ERROR message shows up*

Keefe:  *defensively*  Oh yeah?  Then why does it even have a keypad option?

Sophie:  *pauses, thinking*  Well, all I know is that you're definitely not supposed to do that.  

Fitz:  *runs hands through hair in confusion*  Then exactly what are you supposed to do with a calculator?

Biana:  Yeah, it's not like we learn Math in Foxfire.

Dex:  *offended*  My dad said that they teach Math at Exillium and that is an essential skill to know if you want to be considered intelligent in the Lost Cities.

Biana:  *shakes her head*  Not if you want to join the Nobility.  Talent is far more important.  *clicks random buttons on the calculator*  Besides, this is a human thing.  Elves are far too smart to ever need a calculator.  

Sophie:  *impressed*  Oh yeah?  What's the square root of 879 to the third power?

Biana:  *without pausing to think* 26,060.53413.

Sophie:  *sporadically types in the equation*  *eyes widen*  She's right!

Fitz:  Of course she is.  Sophie, remember how I told you how even the slowest elf could trump a human when I first brought you to Eternalia?

Sophie:  *slowly*  Yeah...

Fitz:  *smirks*  Well, Biana's living proof!

Biana:  *smiles and nods, until realization dawns on her*  *starts to chase her brother*  You're gonna be sorry you ever said that, Fitzroy Vacker!

Keefe:  *throws calculator at wall*  This thing told me that me being awesome is an error!  I refuse to associate with it.

Dex:  *mockingly*  If it's any consolation, I think the calculator's right.

Keefe:  *scowls*  Dude, how is that any consolation?

Dex:  *reaches down to pick up the calculator and begins typing in sporadic and impossible equations nonchalantly*  It's not.

*Keefe and Dex begin to argue and Dex drops the calculator*

*Sophie looks at her friends, two of whom are arguing, and the other two who are chasing each other around, all yelling*

Sophie:  *sighs and bends down to retrieve the calculator, patting it lovingly*  All this—*gestures towards her rowdy companions and shakes her head*—Because of a graphing calculator.

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