Barbichette

I woke with a headache and waded through the deep mud of three lessons.  The fourth was stalled because Axel and loric had been called down to the Vie Scolaire and I suspended the lesson waiting for them to return. 
And there was this rare moment of hiatus where you watch the dynamics of a class and wonder.
Gabriel and Tristan took each others chins and locked eyes for over 20 minutes and neither laughed in all that time.  
When Loric and Axel returned the two boys remained locked. The tired me wanted them to stay in that silent stasis but the teacher in me bent the rules and told them that that was enough and the first to blink would lose so we could get on with the lesson.
Tristan finally blinked, Gabriel slapped him and we got down to business