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Friendship 101, Wednesday, Period 2
Pinkie had the Danger Shop programmed to resemble a bucolic field, almost cartoon-like in its bright cheerfulness, full of lush green grass and tiny pink and purple flowers.
At one end of the field was a copse of trees, behind which lurked a slightly dilapidated creepy shack.
Pinkie was willing to make some concessions to Derek's personal style. Because Pinkie was nice like that. Unlike the other teacher there.
The moment class was scheduled to begin, the Danger Shop doors slid shut (hope no one was late on their first day), and a breeze kicked up, making the tiny flowers sway and dance. A vibrant pink, purple, and yellow hot air balloon drifted over the gathered students and slowly, as if by magic, came to a gentle landing on a clear patch of grass. Pinkie leaned over the side of the basket, madly waving her hooves. Derek glowered. As was his wont. Pinkie leaped from the basket, struck a pose, and without further ado, began to sing:
"You are all our students, YAY!
You make us shout hip hip hooRAY!
So we will start our class today,
with a happy, happy song!*
TAKE IT, DEREK!"
Pinkie jumped to the side, tossing a top hat and black cane at Derek. Both of which were watched as they fell to the floor after hitting him. Because Derek was not meant for musical theater, kids. Terribly sorry about that.
"Hi." That was downright cheerful for him!
Pinkie blinked. Then started applauding. "Let's hear it for Derek Hale, fillies and gentlecolts!" When the applause died down -- or, well, hers did, anyway -- Pinkie threw her hooves in the air again and beamed at the students. "And I'm Pinkie Pie! And this. . . ." Was that an actual drum roll? ". . . is FRIENDSHIP 101!"
Derek rubbed his forehead for a moment, as though to clear his thoughts of all the insanity that went hand in hand with Pinkie. "If you're in the wrong class, leave now." Like he wished he could... "If not, introduce yourselves."
He was going about this all wrong. Pinkie should have made him rehearse.
"You could tell us your name!" she said. "Ooo! And your favorite color. And OH OH OH! Tell us about your bestest friend in the WHOOOOOLE wide multiverse! That'll be fun, right, Derek?"
"Sure." Loads of fun for all!
"Ooo, and we could use some TAs." Pinkie nodded seriously. "TAing for Friendship is very important work."
* tune unknown. Feel free to make it up yourself!
[ooc: cowritten with the delightful
justlurkinghere, natch]
At one end of the field was a copse of trees, behind which lurked a slightly dilapidated creepy shack.
Pinkie was willing to make some concessions to Derek's personal style. Because Pinkie was nice like that. Unlike the other teacher there.
The moment class was scheduled to begin, the Danger Shop doors slid shut (hope no one was late on their first day), and a breeze kicked up, making the tiny flowers sway and dance. A vibrant pink, purple, and yellow hot air balloon drifted over the gathered students and slowly, as if by magic, came to a gentle landing on a clear patch of grass. Pinkie leaned over the side of the basket, madly waving her hooves. Derek glowered. As was his wont. Pinkie leaped from the basket, struck a pose, and without further ado, began to sing:
"You are all our students, YAY!
You make us shout hip hip hooRAY!
So we will start our class today,
with a happy, happy song!*
TAKE IT, DEREK!"
Pinkie jumped to the side, tossing a top hat and black cane at Derek. Both of which were watched as they fell to the floor after hitting him. Because Derek was not meant for musical theater, kids. Terribly sorry about that.
"Hi." That was downright cheerful for him!
Pinkie blinked. Then started applauding. "Let's hear it for Derek Hale, fillies and gentlecolts!" When the applause died down -- or, well, hers did, anyway -- Pinkie threw her hooves in the air again and beamed at the students. "And I'm Pinkie Pie! And this. . . ." Was that an actual drum roll? ". . . is FRIENDSHIP 101!"
Derek rubbed his forehead for a moment, as though to clear his thoughts of all the insanity that went hand in hand with Pinkie. "If you're in the wrong class, leave now." Like he wished he could... "If not, introduce yourselves."
He was going about this all wrong. Pinkie should have made him rehearse.
"You could tell us your name!" she said. "Ooo! And your favorite color. And OH OH OH! Tell us about your bestest friend in the WHOOOOOLE wide multiverse! That'll be fun, right, Derek?"
"Sure." Loads of fun for all!
"Ooo, and we could use some TAs." Pinkie nodded seriously. "TAing for Friendship is very important work."
* tune unknown. Feel free to make it up yourself!
[ooc: cowritten with the delightful

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Why was he in this class? This was absolutely the last class he wanted to be in.
The administration clearly had it in for him.
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And decided whoever signed her up for this class against her will was going to pay for it. Yes, they would regret this.
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Song, what song? Stiles was too busy freaking out.
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She had the feeling this would not be the last time hate would be the general reaction to this class.
She did manage to pretend she was at least mildly pleased. The grumpy guy made it worth, yep.
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Next week she was bringing popcorn.
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Cursed, I tell you.
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And then she braced herself for whatever reaction that got.
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And that was that.
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And now he would go back to not looking anybody in the eye and pretending he wasn't there.
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Crap, she didn't know how to fake the last one.
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What was that? A noticeable silence on the third question?
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Juliet was beaming as she answered. Pinkie Pie classes always put her in a good mood. As for the creepy guy she was with ... ugh, at least he was pretty.
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Yes. That was her real name.
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