Mad Kings & Queens: Raving Royals and How To Survive Them (Wednesday, 2nd Period)

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"Over the last few weeks, I have given you some examples of rulers who have gone mad or at least mad for power," Ghanima stated once everyone had arrived. "To be honest, the best way to survive such a monarch is to quite simply keep your head down. If you don't make waves, you'll probably survive the experience. Some may call this cowardly, but it is common sense. Unless you have some way to change the status quo, your best option is to try and wait it out."

( If history teaches us anything, it is simply this: every revolution carries within it the seeds of its own destruction. And empires that rise, will one day fall. )

"Remember – sometimes a failed revolution can do just as much good as a successful one, if you play your cards right. However, is a dead revolutionary really a successful one, even if his or her cause succeeds?" Ghanima leaned back against her desk, neon eyes swirling. "I will leave that up for you to decide."

Modern Day Myths, Wednesday

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"Well, this is our last gathering, I am sad to say," Thor began. "I'd like to start by saying it's been a pleasure to have each of you in my class this semester, our discussions have been insightful and clever, and I'm going to miss hearing from you each week.

For our final discussion: we know why ancient myths are so important: they tell us what our ancestors believed about how the world around them worked. But how do modern-day stories achieve mythical status? Is there some common thread within all of the tales we've examined in the past few weeks that lends them to being passed on so often?"

Friendship is Cakes!!!, Wednesday, period 3

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The classroom was oddly quiet when the students walked in, lacking the usual thematically dressed pony. There was an extremely large cake, though.

Then, the very moment class was due to start, as though she could not possibly wait another second, Pinkie burst forth from the cake, yelling "SURPRISE!"

Icing flew everywhere. Somepony forgot you were supposed to hide in a FAKE cake.

Derek wiped cake off his face, flicking it to the ground with an annoyed sigh. "How did you even get inside--I don't want to know. I just don't want to know."

He kind of did, but not enough to get into it.

"Today is our last class of the semester." He paused to wait for Pinkie to do... what she was going to do about that.

You mean like burst into tears? He totally meant burst into tears, right?

"It's SO SAD!"

But, you know, only just long enough to get all that exploded cake on the floor damp.

"So today, we're going to have a FINAL EXAM PARTY!"

That sounded about right!

"There's cake that hasn't had a pony inside it or fallen to the floor or been cried on." Yet. "And good luck if you're graduating."

And stuff. Derek just looked embarrassed to have to do this.

"And there's punch and rockin' music!" By which Pinkie meant lyricless, family friendly electronica. Played on a phonograph.

As you do.

"So have some cake, chat, and just plain ol' have fun!" she cheered. "And I'm gonna MISS ALL OF YOU SO MUCH!"

Please pardon the random bursts of tears. They will pass.