Small note: the zeros look like lowercase a o's "0" so I will just be using capital O's instead for Mituna's quirk. Hope this wasn't confusing.

"The grub we are caring for is named Mituna. He is just over a month old and admittedly he is a bit behind in the learning process. He should be able to form complete sentences, and he knows many words yet he doesn't put them together in sentences yet. So your best plan of action today is to get him talking. He is a yellow blood, and he has psionics. For what he lacks in speech, he has control over in those powers. He's really gifted with them from what I've seen. He is supposed to wear his helmet for safety, but it can come off occasionally. We need to see progress in him by the end of the week." Rose is partly reading from his chart, but mostly looking at you with pleading eyes.

"What happens if he doesn't progress that quickly?" You've never heard of a case like this, it never occurred to you that Trolls could also have learning disabilities.

"Well, this is hard to say (F/N) but he would likely be culled. And unfortunately that is a reality young trolls still have to face. Trolls don't want disabilities spreading and it's a cultural practice. We've intervened enough by making mutated blood colors allowed, it's an uphill battle and it might start with this little grub."

You turn your head to look where Rose is gesturing. You see Mituna fighting the white blanket. You are worried about that battle. You turn back to Rose.

"You need to pay special attention to him, but I'm glad you are working with him today, maybe a new teacher will do him good. Record anytime he forms mostly coherent sentences, ones you would expect from a 3 year old child. 3 or more words. Good luck today." She looks at Mituna hissing at the balled up blanket and leaves, closing the door softly behind her.

You turn on your heel and swiftly approach the yellow blood. He is unfazed by your presence, still trying to fight the villain that kept him bound in warmth moments ago.

  "So... How are you?" You ask hoping to assess where he is for yourself. He stops attacking the soft fabric and looks up at you. You can't see his eyes through the red and blue glass lens on the helmet, but his mouth reads surprise. He takes a moment to look at you and responds.

"GOOD." He turns back to his foe and snarls. Before any more sparring between the grub and blanket can take place; you lift the grub in your arms and hold him up to your eye level.

  "Hello little guy. Can you say your name?"

  "7UN4!" His voice is pretty cute, and he sort of knows his name...

  "Your name is Mituna. Can you say Mituna?" He shakes his head no. He then screes and tries to reach out to you with his needle-like arms. You bring him closer to your face and his holds it as best he can and appears to be studying it. He is very concentrated for a few moments before smiling goofily then kissing your nose.

  "YUR PR337Y" he giggles. Was that a sentence? Not quite, but he is putting words together.

  "You think I'm pretty?"

  "Y35." He really likes one word answers. He is adorable, and you must admit you appreciate the compliment. He nuzzles against you nose and you bring him down and he snuggles into your chest.

  "5OF7!" He screes and giggles, while pressing his head into your chest.

  "You are being very cute."

  "1 KNOW!" He is getting so much closer. But you know 2 word sentences aren't really what Rose is going for.

  "What do you want to do, Mituna?" That might take a few words, right?
  "57ORY!" You were wrong.

  "What story do you want to read?"

  "SL33P1NG 834U7Y. 7H47 ON3!" Four consecutive words. You'll count it. You jot it down quickly on his chart, take it off the wall, carrying it in one hand. You have Mituna in one hand cradled in your chest as you head over to the book shelf. You pull out the classic fairytale book and open it to his requested story.

"H4ML37 OFF PL3453!" Another sentence. You smile and comply with his wishes. You carefully remove the 'helmet' and set it to the side. He curls up in a ball on your lap as you record the sentence on his chart.

"Mituna, are you about to be a sleeping beauty?"

"Y35. 7UN4 71R3D. 7UN4 5L33P." Two word sentences don't exactly count but you think this is progress.

"Alright, the story can wait then." He looks up at your and blinks his eyes. One is blue and one is red, you always thought they matched the trolls blood color. Maybe this grub is different because of his psionics.

   Standing, you close the book then set it on top of the book shelf. You lift him back into your arms and feel his breathing slowly lull him to sleep. You hear quiet buzzing with every exhale the little grub makes. You carry him over to the little bed, set him down gently, then go over to grab the blanket.

   Before you can you find that it's floating, surrounded by blue and red electricity. You backed away from it, you knew these were his powers, Rose said he had a handle on them, but you couldn't be too sure.

   He brought the blanket over to himself. He was struggling to untangle the blanket so he could get under it, he tried hissing, biting and clawing but it wouldn't lay flat for him.

  "H3LP?" He was looking at you, pleading with his big eyes, lower lip quivering. But you had an idea.

   "Help with what, Mituna?" He cocked his head, clearly thinking this was obvious.

   "8L4NK37!" He screed at you, but you weren't satisfied yet.

  "What do you want me to do with the blanket?" He huffed, visibly annoyed by your ignorance.

  "F1X 7H3 8L4NK37!" Good, but you think you can do better.

   "What's the magic word?" Now he was confused. But his eyes lit up and he nodded his head.

  "PL3453 H3LP F1X 7H3 8L4NK37!" Perfect. He released a small sigh of relief when you approached him. You made quick work of untangling the blanket and laying it flat for him to snuggle under.

As he began to crawl under the cover, you went to retrieve his chart to record the use of 5 words in a sentence! He just needs proper motivation to speak. With just a little more help you likely won't be able to shut him up. You glance to the small grub, his eyes are fluttering shut, his body curled beneath the white cloth. He looks very content.

To think that someone would try to kill this innocent little grub for being a little behind the learning curve is horrifying. Hopefully the progress he made today will carry through. A small coo from the sleeping grub rings through the room as you hang his chart back up.

"(F/N)?" You turn to see Rose slowly walking in, she carefully shuts the door, trying not to wake Mituna. "Any luck?" She whispers to you. You nod your head vigorously in response.

"He said a few sentences today!" Mituna stirs in his slumber and you quickly lower your voice. "They are still short sentences, but his comprehension is very good."

"Wonderful!" Rose raised her voice just a little too much, the yellow blood begins to scree out of annoyance. You walk over to him and lift him to your chest, petting his hair and bouncing a little to rock him back to sleep. You walk back to Rose and she continues in a hushed tone. "Dave will be back in tomorrow to continue working with him. Thank you so much for taking over today."

"NOOOOOOOO!" Mituna yells, muffled a little as his face is against you. He wiggles his body then turns to look up and you and Rose. He pouts his lower lip out and furrows his eyebrows.
"1 H473 D4V3." Rose looks more impressed by his short sentence than the intention behind them.

"Well Mituna, Dave is your teacher, he just wants to help you." That's really all you could think to say so the pouting grub.

"YOU 734CH 7UN4 NOW!" He smiles up at you, he must think this is a brilliant plan, but Rose wouldn't just reassign people in the middle of the-

"Of course Mituna. (F/N) will be your new teacher from now on. As long as it's okay with her?" Now Rose is looking at you with pleading eyes. You look from her to the sweet giggling grub in your arms, then nod.

"I'd love to keep working with this little guy." Mituna squeals and wiggles in your arms. Rose mouths you her thanks as she leaves the room to allow you to put the yellow blood back to bed. Unfortunately he is too excited now. It's going to be a long rest of the day.

(A/n) sorry this took a while to update I hope you like it! Thank you to KDJayindishouse for suggesting it (: