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Kristoph smiled as he watched Klavier work on his math homework. The young boy looked like he needed help. "Klavier, do you need help?"
The small child nodded. "Yeah, it's multiplication."
Of course, it was. No matter how many times he explained it, Klavier still didn't get it. "I see," he went over to him. "It's simple, dear. You have two groups of four. How many in all do you have?"
Klavier groaned. "Uh, six?"
Kristoph sighed. "No, eight. It's okay, love." Klavier smiled. He loved it when Kristoph called him that.