Run up some points

"Hey, uh, Ms. T, might want to, uh, fix, uhm... looks like the barn door is open... might want to fix that." Xander gave a nod of the head and a pointed look at her pants zipper.

With a groan his teacher stopped and checked. Ms. Tennison found nothing amiss and looked crossly at Xander. "Not funny, Xander."

Putting on his best innocent face, and hoping his new bonuses would help out Xander protested, "I wasnt pulling something. I honestly... well, it looked like... y'know. You gotta believe me. This was an accident. I wouldnt... I mean... have I ever tried that kinda thing with you? With any teacher?"

He knew it worked before she even said anything as he felt his phone vibrate with an alert in his pocket. One for checking her fly and one for making her believe he did it on accident. Eventually Ms. Tennison inclined her head towards him, "True. You arent really the prankster type."

"Exactly."

"You are more of a slacker." Ms. Tennison said with a little disdain in her voice.

Xander shrugged, he was what he was. He would show effort if he cared. And frankly there wasnt much in school he cared about. The Accelerator was a perfect example. He cared and so was using it and trying to find new ways to use it.

And on that note, time to use it again.

"Look, why dont you let me make it up to you." Xander tried for heartfelt but it probably came off kiss ass, but who cared so long as it worked. He held out his hands, "Lemme carry your bags for you."

Just like before he knew Ms. T had given in when his phone buzzed twice. The Accelerator obviously operating on point distribution at the moment of submission. One point for accepting the idea of him doing pennance and again for accepting the idea of carrying her bags. Now all he had to do was wait for Ms. T to say what she had already decided to do. Kind of anticlimactic really but at least he wasnt dancing to the tune of a power tripping teacher.

With a put upon sigh Ms. T held up the tote bag she used to carry her school materials. Xander plucked it from her hand. "Thank you M'Lady."

He turned around and decided to try for another point, putting on a semi silly voice, "Let me show M'Lady the way to her seat."

Again the vibration of the phone in his pocket let him know Ms. T had decided to submit and follow his lead before she even said anything. Not five seconds later Ms. Tennison spoke, "Lead the way, Xander."

Walking down the hall before the imperious teacher who normally was a hardass Xander tried to think of what the Accelerator would allow him to do to her depending on how many points he ran up.

He'd need more points tho...

"Don't step on the crack. Save your mom's back." Xander called out as he made a show out of stepping over a cracked floor tile.

He heard the huff behind of a teacher tired of his foolishness. He knew that sound well. But he grinned as he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, meaning Ms. T hadn't stepped on the crack. Maybe because he said something, maybe because her stride left her clearing it naturally. Either way didnt matter. He set up a situation and she fulfilled it, doing what he had requested her to do. The only way he could have lost was if she had defied him and stepped on the crack.

Running out of hallway Xander resigned himself to the fact that there wasnt really a chance to earn more points. Once they were through the door...

"Let me get that door for you." Xander exclaimed excitedly and sped up, rushing to the door and holding it open for Ms. Tennison.

Again he felt the phone vibrate as his teacher decided to submit to his foolishness and not say anything and just allow it to happen. Acceptance was equal to submission Xander realized. Depending on the circumstances, probably.

Once she stepped thru the door Xander entered after her and followed along behind her, her bag clutched in his hand. His brain furiously thinking of a way to earn another point.

Stopping before her desk Ms. Tennison turned and held out her hand, "My bag, Xander."

"I'll put it on your desk." Xander tried for one last point, "One less thing that way. You still gotta deal with your purse and jacket."

With a roll of her eyes and a wave of her hand, alongside an alert from his phone, Xander knew she had accepted/submitted to his proposal. Setting the bag down on her desk Xander walked around the desk, tipped and imaginary hat to Ms. T and walked to his desk. Already thinking of ways to use the Accelerator in class.