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My Little Genius • Data

"I can't believe this, Y/N!" my mom yelled at me "Go easy on her, Irene." Dad said, trying to calm my mother down "No, Irving! Look at this! She got an F in math!" she continued to yell at my father, clearly frustrated. My dad mouthed an "It's okay" which made me smile. "I can't do this." my mom said and headed straight out the door. The rest of the Goonies were in the living room listening. I felt absolutely embarrassed. I frowned and covered my face with my shaking hand "It's alright, Y/N." my dad said as he draped an arm around me "We could get you a tutor." he suggested "Who?" I asked "Maybe Mikey?" Mikey shot up from his seat "Not me, dad." he said shaking his head "Why not?" Dad gave Mikey a pleading look "Because...I got a D." Dad sighed as Mikey bit his lower lip "Brand then." Brand shot up from from his seat "Not Brand, either." Mikey said "Dad, his explaining is why we got the bad grades." I said softly "I tried, okay?" Brand said in his defense "I could tutor her, Mr. Walsh." Data volunteered happily. I smiled at him "I got an A on my math." he continued proudly "Thanks, Data." Dad smiled at him "Thank you." I mouthed. "Anyway, I got to get to the museum. Bye, kids." my dad grabbed is coat and waved at us as he went out the door "Bye, Mr. Walsh!" "Bye, Dad!" once my dad was in his car, I walked slowly into the living room and gave Data a huge hug "Thank you so much." I whispered "No problem, Y/N. I'll make you my little genius." he said patting my back slowly.