Adventures Through History, Thursday, period 2

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Students arriving in class today would find the Danger Shop set up to look like a perfectly normal, albeit brightly colored apple orchard.

Or, well, perfectly normal albeit brightly colored if you left out the apples so large they were bending the treetops to the ground, the corn field rapid-firing popped kernels at the students, or the cotton candy clouds pouring down chocolate milk rain. Or, say, the rampaging long-legged rabbits, balletic buffalo, floating pies and checkerboard hills.

Were all those there a minute ago?

"Omigosh!" Pinkie cried, prancing from hoof to hoof and doing her best not to get distracted by chocolate milk puddles and floating pies. "Would you look at this place? It's like someone punched the nonsense button on the Danger Shop! But believe it or not, this is just what my home, Ponyville, once looked like, thanks to an ancient force of Chaos out for revenge, Discord!"

An evil laugh echoed through the Danger Shop as a towering draconequus appeared from a ball of light. "That's right, everypony!" he crowed. "And now it's your job to help get rid of me! But watch your backs, I'm very tricky!" And he vanished from sight again, just in time for the sun to set and the road the students stood on to turn to wet soap.

Pinkie glided back a few steps. "You heard him!" she said. "You've got to work out how to get rid of him and get Ponyville back to normal! . . . Or you could just hang out and enjoy the popcorn and chocolate rain. I know which one I'm gonna do!"

[ooc: OCD is coming CHAOS!]

Cryptozoology 101, Thursday, Period One

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Back in the classroom today, no Fae servants or flesh-eating horses in sight. You're welcome students. This week was something of a break for you. Yes, Trick was still going to tell you about a sinister type of Fae that looked completely normal and yet could do horrible things to many of you without reprisal, but at least you weren't going to have to deal with any of them, either before or after class?

Maybe he was feeling a bit sorry for the last two weeks. Or maybe he was saving up for something extra-special next week. Who knew?

"Mesmers are a type of Fae that gain control over others by manipulating their locomotive systems," Trick began, as he enjoyed starting class on a cheerful note. "Using hand gestures, Mesmers control victims like marionettes; with a simple twirl of their hands, they can force their victims to do any physical action they choose. ( Aren't Fae fun? )

"So, today, we have a discussion class. Sadly, if you find yourself being controlled by a Mesmer, there is little you personally can do about it. However, if someone you know is being controlled, you have a few more options. How would you handle that situation? Are there any times you can imagine a Mesmer's powers being used for good?"

Childcare For Dummies [Thursday, May 31, 2012]

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Class today had been handwavily informed to meet in the Danger Shop where a series of mini-vans were lined up and waiting for them. Clearly this could only end in happiness and laughter as children were always well behaved in a car.

"Welcome back, kiddos!" Deadpool said brightly. "I see you didn't end up dead in a ditch after the weekend holiday. Wait, did we have a holiday? I can't remember. Canadian and all."

“Holiday,” Anakin confirmed, nodding. “Full of screaming, crying roadtrips.”

Spoilers, kids!

The Danger Shop, on cue, started to make it rain. Anakin pulled his hood up over his hair.

Deadpool was grinning that sort of smile that would imply someone would end up dead soon. "You're gonna get put into pairs to act as mommy and daddy. Or daddy and daddy. Mommy and mommy. Nongendered alien and nongendered alien. Whatever. And you're gonna see what fun it is to take care of a screaming ball of rage, apple juice, and vomit is while driving at the saaaame time.”

“It’s not fun.” Yes, Anakin, they got that. From the various vans came the whining pleas of children:

“I’m hungry!”

“I’m thirsty!”

“I haaaaate apple juice!”

“I have to PEE RIGHT NOW.”

Anakin handed the poor students maps, which may or may not have been in English. “You are here. You have to get to the other star on the map without killing your partner, yourself, or any of the children. And you’re also low on gas.”

"Enjooooooy!"