Armed and Dangerous [Tuesday, Period Four]

[doubleohblonde]

The Danger Shop was back to all of it resembling a gym this week, Bond stood at the front of the class, flipping a knife over in his hand.

"Good afternoon," he said. "I'm afraid we're coming up on the end of our time together, so I advise you to get some practice in before your final, but before that, today we're going to be looking at knife-fighting."

"Now, some of the same considerations apply to knife-fighting as with other bladed weapons, for example ideally your knife or dagger should be well-balanced and sharpened, you should be able to get a good grip on the handle, and while not essential, hopefully there's some kind of guard to protect your fingers. However there are also several important differences, as those ladies in this class who have indicated some experience with knives might tell you, knife-fighting is dirty, up-close fighting, and unless you are unbelievably good or somehow invulnerable, any serious protracted bout between two opponents wielding knives likely to end with one dead and the other needing medical attention."

Bond went on to demonstrate several basic techniques, starting with gripping the blade, before moving on to actually using one.

"Now, I'd like you to practice what I've shown you, either against a dummy or each other. The practice knives won't harm you, but they will leave marks so you can see how much damage you might have done to yourselves."

[Class Roster]

Friendship is Baking!!!!1!, Wednesday, Period 3

[locointhecoco]

"No, see?" Pinkie was saying, just as class was due to start. "It's actually totally easy! I'll show you."

What she proceeded to demonstrate involved a fair amount of breaking of eggs (deliberately, even), sifting of flour and cheese, measuring out infinitesimal amounts of flavorings, and above all else, a whole lot of whisking. Somehow, through a process clearly accelerated to some sort of super-human frame rate, all of this somehow included a lovely display of knife juggling and resulted in a perfect cheese souffle, in approximately a minute and a half.

Pinkie set her souffle down -- gently, so the center quivered delicately -- as her timer let out a cheerful *DING!*

"See? Totally simple?"

Yuh-huh. Totally.

Derek sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "Why couldn't we just do donuts?" Look, deep frying was so much easier than souffles. If you ignored the potential for grease burns.

There was that.

Pinkie rolled her eyes. "Duh, we've been doing baking for weeks, now, so it's time for some advanced classes. Now put on your apron. That goes for all you guys, too!" she told the class. "It's time to get cooking like Julia Filly!"

Of course there was an Equestria Julia Child equivalent. Of course.