“Where is your homework?”
“You’ll never guess, go on guess.”
“I should hope that it is in my hand”
“No actually this is what happened. I was watching American Idol© and Simon Cowell jumped out of my tv screen and took my homework. He read it and said he absolutely hated it. And that he’d seen better autistic homework than the load of tripe that i wrote. My dreams were crushed and so i didn’t bother turning it in.”
“I’ll give you one more day to turn in that homework because you had such an imaginative excuse.”
“Really?”
“No”

**Disclaimer: I own neither American Idol or the characters mentioned in this ficlet and i mean no offense whatsoever to any people who know anyone autistic