"AND THIS HERE LITTLE FELLA, THIS...THIS LITTLE CHEEKY BUDDY HERE, THIS HERE...THIS HERE THING IS LETTER "A!"" screeched Lexicovermus. The thing that was currently his pupil had long ago stopped paying attention to a lecture that would have continued all the same with or without its audience.
The Old Flesh node was busily vibrationating a portable transiozonal mnemonocoil, an act very broadly analagous to what you would call "texting your boss." He had only ever been listening to any of the small worm's babble to evaluate progress, and that progress had been quite satisfactory.
"BUT SEE NOW" continued the professor, "THIS NEXT, UHH, THIS...THIS...THIS NEXT LIL' SCAMPAROONI...THIS HERE, SEE, QUIIIITE DISTINCT FROM...FROM THE THING IT...WELL SEE THIS OTHER NEXT ONE HERE IS LETTER "A!!!!"
He was squealing every word ecstatiscally, loudly and repeatedly tapping his pointer at the visual aid he had set up for this difficult lesson.
"BUT Y'ALL BEEEETTER WATCH OUT NOW, TELL YA WHAT, SO, I MEAN, SO JUST...SO YOU DON'T, HAHA, DON'T CONFUSE HIM WITH THIS NEXT CRAZY CHARACTER WE CALL THE LETTER...THE..THE LEHH...THE LLLLLLLETTERRRRRR MISTER "A!!!!" AT LAST, FOLKS!!! "A" AT LONG...LIKE REALLY LONG LAST!!!! HERE HE IS GUYS! LETTER "A!" HA HA!"
Yes, progress was satisfactory indeed for a conceptoid as fundamental as The Professor. Once he destabilized completely, the library itself would exponentially follow, and so the entity known as VVVVVVVVVVVVVVV quietly withdrew from another doomed conceptual zone.
The Professor, to his credit, nearly stopped his lesson for a moment, puzzling at the sudden absence of something he never truly realized was even a presence, not consciously at least, but continued from where he left off just as quickly as the notion had flitted through his mind.
At least until, with an urgent cry of "GRAULP!" or maybe a "SKRENTCH!!," something else made its presence unmistakable.